When Qin Mu woke up again, she was already lying in the hospital, and Mu Yichen was asleep by her bedside but still holding her hand.
Qin Mu didn't make a sound, she quietly watched him for a while, then turned her head to look up, she was still on a drip.
Last night she just wanted to get a drink of water, how did she end up collapsing?
She's not a fragile person, Qin Mu scorned her own state, her throat dry and uncomfortable, could a sip of water really cause such harm?
Qin Mu didn't believe it at first, but now she did.
"Mu Yichen!"
Her hand moved slightly in his palm, her dry and hoarse voice called out to him.
Mu Yichen, groggy, raised his head immediately upon sensing her awakening: "You're awake!"
He gently placed one hand on her forehead, his eyes showed not only concern but also fatigue.
"Yes! I want some water!"
Her voice was even more hoarse, almost inaudible.
