C316 Fever

"You..." Tiantian instinctively tried to cover herself, but Zhengting was quicker, pulling her up.

"What are you doing sitting here? Trying to catch a cold?" Zhengting frowned. No heat lamp, no hot water, just sitting in the chilly bathtub. She really had forgotten the pain once the wound healed.

"You need to leave. I want to take a shower," Tiantian insisted, pushing against Zhengting