Tang Li was woken up by a dog's tail grass.
That day, she got on the helicopter and was smothered by Xue Ya's handkerchief, passing out.
The dose of the sedative made Tang Li sleep for about twenty hours.
She slowly opened her eyes, her nose itching continuously. Tang Li instinctively raised her hand, and just touched the furry thing when a joyful child's voice rang beside her: "You're awake?!"
This voice was not unfamiliar to Tang Li.
Turning her head, she met Song Jingtian's large, black eyes.
The little guy was leaning on the bedside, wearing a flower headscarf and dressed in local attire, looking like a rebel.
"You—" Tang Li's head was still a bit heavy, making her reaction inevitably slow.
Seeing this, Song Jingtian immediately helped Tang Li sit up, then went to pour a cup of ancient tree tea. After watching Tang Li drink most of it, he spoke again: "Feeling better now?"
