C431 Making a Warm Air

Just as Jiaojiao was puzzling over her surroundings, she caught a faint whiff of disinfectant. It made her cough, snapping her back to reality. She noticed Pengcheng slumped over by the bed. "What happened? Why am I in a hospital?"

Hospital room, antiseptic smell, the whole modern-day drama setup was there. If it weren't for Pengcheng's familiar, tousled hair