"Why isn't she awake yet?" A voice devoid of any warmth echoed, causing a noticeable drop in the room's temperature.
The family physician and the household servants on the side couldn't help shivering slightly, filled with fear.
Summoning the courage to face the terrifying gaze of Bo Jin Yan, the family physician said, "Young Master, the Young Mistress is no longer in any critical condition, I believe she will soon—"
"No longer in critical condition? But she's still not awake?" Just as the family physician was trying to explain further, Bo Jin Yan interrupted him. The icy harshness in his voice almost brought the doctor to his knees.
Ning Qian sluggishly opened her eyes, disturbed by the clamoring noise. A splitting headache was creeping in, making her feel as though her head was about to explode.
In her hazy view, she saw a tall figure sitting by her bedside. That figure was one she would never forget!
Finally, she saw him. Had he completely given up on her because he hadn't appeared in her dreams for so long? This time, she had to hold onto him tightly.
"Bo Jin Yan."
Her voice was unpleasant and hoarse, like a dried-up tree.
Although the voice was soft, Bo Jin Yan, who had been keeping a close watch on Ning Qian, heard it.
He froze abruptly.
"Bo Jin Yan."
As Ning Qian stared at the towering figure before her with tear-filled eyes, Bo Jin Yan remained silent, his lips pressed into a tighter line. If the servants earlier felt as though they were in winter, now it felt like they were in the Arctic.
Had she grown to despise him this much upon seeing him now?
The tall figure rose quickly, without any hesitation.
"Bo Jin Yan, stop, don't go..." Upon seeing the towering figure leaving, Ning Qian panicked. Even in her dreams, did he not want to see her anymore?
A heart-wrenching cry rang out. Ning Qian had just awoken and lacked the strength. She had expended all of her energy just to shout those words, her throat was throbbing with pain, a cough came out, like she was going to cough up her lungs.
Bo Jin Yan's steps faltered, the expression on his face becoming increasingly terrifying. His hands clenched into fists, but, in the end, he took off.
"Young Mistress..."
"Ah, Young Mistress..."
"Thud!"
Along with the sound of a heavy object falling and the servant's terrified cry, Bo Jin Yan couldn't contain himself anymore and turned around.
He hurriedly walked over to Ning Qian. Before anyone could react, he scooped her up and laid her on the bed, then turned to leave.
"Bo Jin Yan, don’t leave. Stay here with me." Ning Qian clung tightly to Bo Jin Yan, not letting him leave.
The dream was so real, how could she let him go?
Seeing this scene, not only Bo Jin Yan, even the servants and doctors in the room gaped incredulously at the pair.
Young Mistress was hugging Young Master voluntarily?
A cold glance passed over them, and the servants and assistant physician wisely withdrew.
Ning Qian clung to Bo Jin Yan, as if she was holding onto the whole world and couldn't bear to let go.
"Jin Yan." Ning Qian softly called out his name, pushing herself up and leaning against Bo Jin Yan.
Her soft, warm lips touched his slightly cold ones. Ning Qian nibbled naively on Bo Jin Yan's lips, clearly lacking any skills.
But it was undoubtedly a line of fire for Bo Jin Yan.
Bo Jin Yan's body stiffened intensely, before he proceeded to turn the tables!
