There was a stove in the room, so you didn't feel cold at all.
But her body kept trembling.
A moment later, she began to sob, "Heyou, Heyou, don't leave me..."
Dongfang Yerong's heart ached slightly; she still loved him!
He suddenly felt relieved and said with a bitter smile, "Li Nannan, as long as you are alive, even if you hate me, it's fine."
A moment later, he turned and left, leaving Anji to watch over the pale-faced person on the bed.
"What's wrong with her health? Why is she always so weak?" Dongfang Yerong asked coldly in the study.
The doctor, kneeling on the ground, trembled. He found the person in front of him extremely terrifying.
He then stammered, "This young lady's pulse is normal, but it is extremely weak. I have never encountered anything so strange in all my years of medical practice. I must admit my lack of skill and am truly helpless." The doctor's tone revealed his helplessness.
Dongfang Yerong's eyes turned cold, and his brows furrowed tightly.
Is there really no hope?
He felt the dull ache in his heart gradually becoming clearer.
Dongfang Yerong remained silent for a long time, and the people on the ground dared not even breathe.
No matter how difficult it is, he must save her; he made up his mind to himself.
After countless nightmares, Li Baobei opened her eyes wearily.
Her vision was blurry, and after blinking, she realized that her eyesight seemed to have deteriorated further.
It felt like centuries had passed; my head was spinning and I felt terrible.
The first thing that catches the eye is a large, soft, and simple bed.
Li Baobei felt like she was living in an inn.
Anji sat down beside the bed, watched Li Baobei blink, and immediately went over to ask, "Miss, how are you feeling?"
Li Baobei looked at An Ji. Even if she was stupid, she should know that An Ji should be Dongfang Ye Rong's subordinate. Although she didn't know who they were, they had never hurt her.
They've been quietly helping me all year.
Li Baobei remained calm and composed, saying in a flat tone, "Thank you for saving me."
Silence, endless silence.
Anji felt a lump in his throat, unable to utter a word, frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.
After a three-second silence, Anji spoke again: "I'll go get you some food."
After saying that, he went out the door and headed towards the kitchen.
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