After drinking some water, Xia Qingtian's mind cleared up a bit, realizing she was in a hospital.
She instinctively turned her head to the person supporting her at the moment and as she saw his face, her originally bright eyes dimmed slightly.
"Qilin, why is it you?" Bitterness welled up in her heart.
Huo Qilin adjusted the hospital bed to a comfortable height before carefully letting her lie back.
After he finished everything, he answered Xia Qingtian's previous question, "If not me, then who?"
Xia Qingtian did not answer, but just gave a small laugh.
However, in combination with her currently pale, emaciated face, her laughter had a bitter flavour.
For a while, she mistook Huo Qilin for Bo Jingyan.
It was her own confusion. Huo Qilin and Bo Jingyan had nothing in common, whether in looks, temperament, body shape, or voice.
Perhaps she was sick and confused, or perhaps she yearned too much to see Bo Jingyan, so she deceived herself in her daze.