Chapter 815 - Get Together With Me, Okay? (1/2)

After they ate dinner, the entire Zhou mansion was enveloped in silence. Nightfall came, and it was time for bed.

Leng Zhiyuan slept on the sofa. She had a thin blanket covering her. Although she closed her eyes, she was unable to fall asleep. Her ears were ringing with what that man had said.

He was perched on the bed, and she was unable to hear the sound of his breathing. She also did not know whether he was asleep or not. Did he also have trouble sleeping like her?

In the night, Leng Zhiyuan woke up once. She walked over to the side of the bed to have a look. The man on the bed was sweating profusely. She stretched her hand out to touch him. He had a fever.

The doctor rushed over and gave him an injection. This high fever occurred because of the infection of the wound. The man did not fall sick often, but the moment he fell sick, it was extremely frightful, and his temperature almost hit 42 degrees.

“Mrs. Zhou, Major General Zhou’s fever will subside later. Tonight is key. Mrs. Zhou can place a towel on Major General’s forehead, and after Major General wakes up, you must ask him to drink plenty of water,” the doctor ordered her.

“Okay, thank you Doctor.”

The doctor walked out.

Leng Zhiyuan took a cold towel and placed it on the man’s forehead, but he slept facing down. How was she going to put the towel on his forehead. She did not have any other choice. She sat down at the side of the bed as she used her hand to support the towel.

Minutes ticked away, and the wee hours of the morning came very quickly. Leng Zhiyuan did not sleep for the entire night as she lay against the headboard, and she was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a hot hand pressed her small hand. He directly removed her hand and the towel away. Zhou Yao was weak as he lifted his eyelids, and he said, “What are you doing?”

Leng Zhiyuan opened her sleepy eyes. The light in the room was amber in colour, and it also made her voice seem extra soft and gentle as she said, “I placed a towel on your forehead, but it kept falling down.”

Zhou Yao rolled his eyes without much strength as he said, “Can’t you just tie the cloth to my head or something?”

Oh, that was right.