Ling Ran stood behind her, observing her change, and his voice suddenly turned low: "Miss Li?"
Li Qiyu snapped back to reality and looked at him, dazed—
"If you're feeling unwell, shall I ask the doctor to take a look at you?" A glimmer flickered in his eyes.
"No need, I've just been worried about the little guy these past few days and haven't slept well, but I'm fine." She still had a slight fever.
Is that so? Ling Ran stepped out of the room, reminding her just before closing the door, "Before Feng wakes up, you can stay in this room with him. However, there are bodyguards outside the door. If you leave, you can't come back in without my order."
As the door closed, Ling Ran walked to a nearby room that looked like a laboratory equipped with instruments and devices. The brainwaves on the electroencephalogram flickered, showing another line.
The psychologist bent down slightly: "Mr. Ling, the long-missing personality is stirring."
Indeed. He had not misjudged earlier.
