An Yan and Chen Jing stepped out of the bathroom with sweat pouring down their foreheads.
An Yan wiped the fine sweat from her brow and said to Bai Yan, "All set, you go to the bathroom quick, Xiao Wan is about to pass out!"
Having said that, she and Chen Jing sat on the sofa, both showing signs of exhaustion on their faces.
Bai Yan walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him, passing through the mist until he saw An Xiaowan lying in the bathtub, her beautiful eyes closed, long lashes trembling slightly, and her gorgeous little face looking pitifully weak.
Such a fragile and serene An Xiaowan, so beautiful it evoked a sense of tender affection.
But An Xiaowan's condition was very bad, she had already fallen into unconsciousness, and her body temperature was so high it was slowly evaporating the surrounding steam.
