Even now, her body still felt torn with pain.
It hurts so much...
But the most painful thing was not her body.
It was her heart.
Because her gentle brother, was gone...
Her brother, was gone.
Gong Heng sensed her trembling; she was unable to sleep, but due to the cold medicine, about an hour into her struggle, she finally fell asleep. In the past, her face in sleep bore a slight smile.
But now, her face was full of sorrow, her small brows furrowed tightly together.
Gong Heng also felt heartbroken.
She must blame him, right?
She really was weak.
Feverish and lacking strength.
No wonder so many people liked her now.
At the same time, he clearly knew she was still too weak; she simply couldn't bear it and Gong Heng could only sigh.
The following morning, Mu Mian woke up from his embrace, and Gong Heng's voice immediately floated over, "How do you feel, is your body a little better today? I applied some medicine to you last night; it shouldn't hurt as much, right?"
