A refreshing coolness seeped into his skin, gradually easing his discomfort.
Jiangg Yao's eyes were filled with focus. Her movements were incredibly gentle, like she was caring for a child. After wiping his cheeks, she cleaned his hands, and then even his feet.
Chen Yuan watched her, his mind a complete blank.
A moment later, Jiangg Ning came over, bringing a broom, a mop, and a bottle of expensive perfume. Seemingly having just noticed the foul smell, she pinched her nose and began to clean, tidying up methodically.
As the two sisters bustled about, Chen Yuan was suddenly reminded of a time in his childhood when he had a high fever. Back then, Liu He, just like the two sisters now, had tirelessly and methodically taken care of everything around him. The him of so many years ago, lying in bed with a muddled mind, seemed to merge in a strange way with the him of today.
