Wasn't She Going to Snatch the Cat?

Reyna was in a coma this time. She caught a cold and had a low fever.

While she was in a deep sleep, she vaguely heard two male voices talking beside her.

"Why did she suddenly have a fever?"

After Layton finished the examination, he packed the things and said, "Recently, she was too tired from taking care of her brother. In addition, she was too sad, so..."

"Is she really fine?"

"She just had a low fever and a cold. She will be fine after this taking this drip." Layton sighed deeply, "Leroy, seriously, since you like her and want to talk to her properly, then don't play tricks and do these things, alright?"

"Can you stop talking nonsense?"

"..."

'I'm giving you advice!'

'Heartless!'

Reyna didn't wake up until the next noon. Julia immediately went forward and asked, "Ms. Reyna, you're awake? Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Reyna only felt that her throat was dry, her eyes were sore, and her voice was a little difficult. "I ... what's wrong?"