Chapter 63: Touch of a Flower

Despite having just slept for twelve hours...

But as Russell breathed in Cui Que's scent, felt her warmth, and quietly rested on her shoulder rather than a pillow, he gradually felt drowsy again.

His stomach had become somewhat hungry. However, he still didn't want to move, just closed his eyes and ordered takeout with his Chip.

It wasn't time to give Cui Que an IV for hydration yet—and frankly, he didn't really want to see Cui Que with an IV bag, pale, lying in bed.

That would always make him think of something bad. As if a vibrant, colorful person had suddenly turned pale.

Of course, if really necessary, Russell could do the injection for her... He was quite skilled at it. From preparing the medicine to inserting the needle to removing it, he was very proficient in the whole process. After all, he had done it many times for Alice.

In these three days, Cui Que's condition had also gradually stabilized...