C41 Such a Meeting Is too Ugly

Looking around the room, she looked a little disappointed with her eyes down, and it turned out that everything was a dream, not reality.

Her throat was dry and rough, and the temperature on her forehead was as hot as fire. She weakly coughed a few times and leaned against the bed with a pale face.

It was not a solution to continue sitting like this. Her illness would only get worse and worse