When Shu Jingchu walked into the room carrying a cup of hot tea, Han Bao was quietly standing by the bedside, keeping watch.
Because of Xue An's instructions, he did not dare to leave for even a moment, focusing intently on Jin Shanquan lying on the bed.
Shu Jingchu casually placed the teacup on the table beside her, then stepped over to the bedside.
"How's everything? Any signs of movement?"
Han Bao replied without turning his head: "None!"
Shu Jingchu then began to carefully examine Xue An.
Although there were no visible clues from his appearance, Shu Jingchu could still faintly sense the fluctuating aura emanating from Xue An.
But what attracted Shu Jingchu's attention more was Xue An's face.
The sharp aura of a young man on his cheek suddenly softened a lot with his eyes closed.
This guy... isn't he quite handsome!
Suddenly, this thought flashed through Shu Jingchu's heart.
But right at that moment, Xue An's eyelids twitched, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
