It was not until the sky began to brighten that Qi Si, after a night of tossing and turning, finally quieted down.
Qi Wang tested the temperature of Qi Si's forehead. It was no longer as scorching as before; his fever had come down.
Still, Qi Wang was not at ease. He called over the doctor on duty to give Qi Si another thorough examination. Only after confirming that Qi Si's fever had truly subsided did he finally relax.
Looking at the sleeping Qi Si, Qi Wang could no longer hold on either and lay down beside him on the hospital bed.
Luckily, the bed in the VIP ward was big enough. Otherwise, it might not have fit two grown men.
By the time Qi Si woke up, it was already broad daylight outside.
Sunlight streamed through the window and fell across Qi Si's eyelashes.
Qi Si blinked uncomfortably, briefly overcome by a detached feeling, as though he could not quite merge with this world.
But it lasted only an instant before disappearing the next second.
Qi Si blinked again and noticed the sound of breathing beside him.
Turning his head, he saw Qi Wang's handsome sleeping face.
Qi Si froze and instinctively held his breath, afraid that breathing too heavily would wake him.
Why was his brother on his hospital bed?
As soon as the question surfaced, a memory sprang into his mind.
It was the memory of Qi Wang taking care of him last night.
So Qi Wang had taken care of him all night?
Qi Si's eyes widened slightly. Deeply moved, he studied Qi Wang's face carefully.
When he noticed the heavy dark circles beneath Qi Wang's eyes, Qi Si felt both guilty and heartbroken.
It was not just Qi Wang who worried about him. He