When Chu Qianli left the medical clinic, the sky was almost dawn.
Aside from Feng Yexuan, no one knew that her face was as pale as paper at this moment.
"If you keep going like this, are you planning to give up on this frail body of yours?" Although Feng Yexuan was trying hard to suppress his anger, it was obvious that he was quite upset.
Chu Qianli glanced at him, wanting to refute, but when she took a step, her legs gave out, and she nearly kneeled.
Feng Yexuan snorted, casually scooped her up, his face extremely displeased.
"How do you still want to argue?" He spoke with no trace of patience.
Although his tone was harsh, he still picked her up and started walking towards the bedroom.
"I didn't mean to argue." Chu Qianli felt a bit guilty and didn't dare to look up at him.
She was truly exhausted.
