If there are any problems, have the doctor call me."
Wen Yan turned around to leave. As he reached the door, he pinched his fingers into a Taoist gesture, and a stream of Yang Energy shot out, hovering in the air and blessing the Fox Demon.
Then, he turned and left.
The Fox Demon quietly cracked open her eyes, feeling the Yang Energy circulating through her body, warm and gentle, dispelling the chill in her bones.
This Yang Energy didn't harm her—instead, it nourished her body.
Her gaze grew complicated. When she sensed Wen Yan suddenly turn and point at her from mid-air just now, the thought of resisting hadn't even crossed her mind.
As expected, Wen Yan's gesture wasn't meant to hurt her.
She lay on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, her whole self dazed. She was starting to become quite fond of this place.
This bed was so comfortable to sleep in—just the right amount of firmness. The guardrails on both sides were like someone holding her in their arms.
