C512 Why Not

Jian Mo reached out her hand to feel Yang Zishuo's forehead and found that the fever had subsided. She let out a long sigh in her heart. It was finally over. As long as he didn't have a fever or superficial wounds, he would be fine as long as he went home to rest. She rested her cheek on her hand and leaned against the side of the bed, preparing to sleep for a while