It's a torture.

Back in the room, after helping Li Xue in the bath, Feng Shufen wrapped her up in a bathrobe before bringing her back to the room. Gently placing her on the bed, he went to grab the blow drier for her. Though it was the time of spring and the weather was slowly and slowly getting moderate, he would still not take the risk of her catching cold. 

Getting the blow drier connected, he became too meticulous in his work, seeing the details of every strand of her hair. But in the process, he made sure that he didn't touch her even a bit. In her such state, his slight touch could also bring her discomfort and in no way, he would want her like that. 

Feeling the warm air blowing over herself, soon Li Xue felt her consciousness, getting back. Her eyes weakly opened as she tried to recognize the person in front of her. She still had remembrance of the person she saw the last. And when she opened her eyes again, she wasn't disappointed.