No wonder he looked unwell, was he running a fever?
Xia Wan’an pressed the call bell beside the bed the next second.
Soon, a nurse ca, took Han Jingnian’s temperature, checked his blood pressure, and conducted a few other tests. After confirming that there was nothing serious with Han Jingnian, she handed Xia Wan’an so fever-reducing pills.
After receiving the pills, Xia Wan’an imdiately poured a cup of warm water and was about to help Han Jingnian swallow the dicine when she suddenly noticed bloodstains on his chest. She then called out to the nurse who was already at the door, "Oh, do you have any anti-itch ointnt?"
"Yes, yes." The nurse quickly ran away and then swiftly returned, handing a small bottle of ointnt to Xia Wan’an.
Having given Han Jingnian the fever-reducing dicine, Xia Wan’an gently thanked the nurse and then took the ointnt.
The nurse, not understanding why Xia Wan’an needed the ointnt, asked with concern, "Miss Xia, do you need help?"
"No, no..." Upon hearing the nurse’s voice, Xia Wan’an subconsciously stopped the action of unbuttoning Han Jingnian’s pajamas, then silently pulled his clothing to the middle, protectively covering the small patch of chest that had accidentally been exposed when she unbuttoned it.
After declining the nurse’s kind offer, Xia Wan’an saw that she was still standing there, not leaving, and spoke again, "It’s late, you must be tired from your shift. Go rest, I’ll be fine here alone."
"Okay, Miss Xia, if you need anything, just call ." After speaking, the nurse smiled at Xia Wan’an and left.
Xia Wan’an, holding Han Jingnian’s clothes, watched as the nurse completely disappeared at the entrance of the ward. Then she moved her fingers again and opened his garnt.
She didn’t realize until she unbuttoned it that Han Jingnian had scratched his body to a ss, with scabs and bleeding spots everywhere, and even a few places were swollen red.
Xia Wan’an felt pained as she watched. She pursed the corners of her lips, took a cotton ball, dabbed alcohol to clean the blood off Han Jingnian’s body, then dug ointnt with her little finger and slowly applied it to his skin.
After the ointnt had almost absorbed, Xia Wan’an buttoned up his hospital garnt and gently covered him with the blanket.
Xia Wan’an’s hands retained a faint scent of herbs, with much ointnt still under her fingernails. After applying the dicine to Han Jingnian, she intended to wash her hands, but before she could get up, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Han Jingnian.
He gripped it strongly, and due to his fever, his palm was scorchingly hot.
Xia Wan’an instinctively struggled a bit, which made him grip even tighter, causing her hand bones to ache faintly.
She frowned slightly and was just about to struggle again when she heard the man, with his eyes tightly closed and sleeping restlessly, murmuring two words in his dream, "An’an..."
Xia Wan’an suddenly froze, motionless as if struck by a spell.
"An’an... good night..." He seed caught in a dream, continuously calling her na. As he did, he suddenly used strength in his arm, pulling her down onto him.
Thinking of the injuries on his body, Xia Wan’an instinctively wanted to rise, but before she could move, his warm voice caressed her ear, "An’an, hold , hold ..."
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