"Aoqian, find a healer to take a look at you. You're suddenly so weak; something's not right."

Song Xiwei wanted to suggest that she try Aoqian's spiritual veins, but she was afraid that Aoqian would think she was meddling too much.

In the past, Song Xiwei would have definitely taken immediate action to investigate.

However, ever since Aoqian confessed his feelings, he has become hesitant and has many concerns.

Ao Qian nestled closer to Song Xiwei, saying, "With you here, what need is there for the Demon Doctor? You are my best physician."

Song Xiwei rolled her eyes. "Who taught you such sweet talk!"

"These are all heartfelt words from the bottom of my heart. I wanted to tell you, so I just said them naturally. If you don't mind, I can say a hundred different things to you. I like you..." Aoqian was clearly very weak, but he got very excited when he talked about these things.

Song Xiwei couldn't listen anymore and said, "Shut up!"

"You still dislike me." Aoqian said dejectedly.

"Can't you just be quiet for a moment? You're weak and need to rest, why are you making such a fuss? Don't you want to be okay?" Song Xiwei helped Aoqian up. "Can't you go lie down for a while?"

"Yes, I'll listen to you." Aoqian was unusually obedient at this moment.

Song Xiwei helped Aoqian lie down, and just as she covered him with the blanket, Aoqian held her hand tightly, "Will you stay with me?"

"Haven't I been with you the whole time?"

"No, it's not like that. It's about lying down with me, Brother Wei, please, lie down with me for a while."

I didn't know before that Aoqian was so good at acting cute, especially when he's so weak. My goodness, who could resist that?

Staring intently at such a devilishly handsome face, Song Xiwei took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and felt as if she had fallen for Ao Qian, this devilishly handsome man.

As she lay down, Aoqian took advantage of the situation and pulled her into his arms. Listening to his cheerful laughter and feeling the buzzing vibrations in his chest from the laughter, her ears burned. "Can you please calm down a bit? Stop making such a racket!"

"I'm afraid it won't be quiet," Aoqian said seriously.

"Why can't it be quiet..."

"When I met you, my heart no longer belonged to me; only you could make it come alive again."

Ao Qian spoke very seriously, and Song Xiwei felt like she was doomed, because her heart seemed just as restless as Ao Qian's.

Does one's own heart not belong to oneself, nor is it under one's own control?

Aoqian suddenly laughed, like a child who had received candy. "Your heart is much more honest than your mouth, Brother Wei. Your heart is beating so fast. It seems to be telling me that it likes me."

“You misheard me,” Song Xiwei denied.

Aoqian suddenly kissed her on the cheek, so fast that she didn't even have time to react.

Before she could react, she was stunned. Aoqian had already pinned her down, showering her with kisses that were like a dense raindrop. Aoqian knew that his denials would only drive some people even crazier.

It seemed to have ignited one of his skills.

And I, like a fish being butchered...

How can this be?

No, it feels like everything is about to fall.

This version of herself made Song Xiwei feel like a lone boat adrift on a vast ocean, with nowhere to land, while Aoqian was the one at the helm.

"Um... listen to me..."

Aoqian didn't give her a chance and continued to pester her.

Song Xiwei was on the verge of tears. "No, really no, can't you just respect me?"

Unable to hold back, hot tears streamed down his nose and were swallowed by Aoqian.

Ao Qian paused for a moment, his eyes finally regaining some clarity, but his temperature didn't drop so quickly.

This is a battle, and it's a critical moment that can't be stopped at will.

"No, you can't..."

Song Xiwei was terrified of the feeling of almost having her secret exposed.

All the secrets were almost uncovered by Ao Qian himself.