"The patient's fever has gone, but this time it is lucky. If the fever reaches 40 degrees and you don't come to the hospital in time next time, you may not be so lucky. Those of you who are family members, don't pay attention."

The doctor stepped forward and took Yang Muya's body temperature before continuing to remind him, "The patient's fever is gone, but the diet for these two days should be as light as possible. It is best to use liquid food today."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Xia Changyue was trained and nodded obediently like a pupil.

Not to argue, she is not Yang Muya's family at all.

She is just a little follower who makes her despise...

When the doctor left, she breathed out gently, sat down again, and turned to look at Yang Muya who was still sleeping.

In the scene yesterday afternoon, she still has lingering fears.

When she saw Yang Muya lying motionless on the bed, she thought she was dead...

Yang Muya slept all night, her face was not as scary as yesterday, but she still couldn't see a trace of blood.

She couldn't open the screensaver of her mobile phone, so she could only go to Yang's Xiaoyang Building to notify the butler.

But who knows that no one opened the door after pressing the doorbell for a long time. She was worried that Yang Muya was in the hospital alone, hurriedly left a note on the back door, and ran back.

Now sitting on the side of the bed, looking at Yang Muya who is alone, as if the doctor's words are ringing in his ears.

What if one person has more wealth?

If there is not even a person to accompany you, and no one knows what happens, then it is truly nothing.

According to the information Yi Haiyin gave her, Yang Muya had no husband and no children. After the death of Mr. Yang Zuo, she was the only one of the descendants of the Yang family. She guarded the huge estate of the Yang family, but was alone.

According to the information, Yang Muya has been traveling this year, but he is actually looking for someone.

But she couldn't think of it, since she has no relatives, who else would she look for?

She tried several times, but Yang Muya didn't mention it. It seemed that she didn't want people to know that she was in this world and there were other people who cared.

"You saved me?" Yang Muya didn't know when she woke up, Jing Rui's eyes were staring at Xia Changyue faintly.

Her voice was still hoarse after a high fever.

"You finally woke up, great. The doctor said you would be hungry after sleeping for so long. I think you are almost awake, so I went downstairs and bought a bowl of porridge in advance."

Xia Changyue got up from the chair and reached out to help Yang Muya.

Raise the bed and pillow for her, then lift the porridge bowl on the table and open the lid to prepare to feed her.

The spoon came to Yang Muya's mouth, but she didn't eat it, just fixedly looking at Xia Changyue.

"Don't worry, I will save you only with a small effort. I won't use this to threaten you to help me. The porridge will soon be cold. Eat it while it's hot." Xia Changyue met her watchful gaze and simply assured.

But muttering in my heart, I have never seen such a vigilant person.

Shouldn't the brain be awkward if the serious illness is not cured?

How come it happened to her, it was just the opposite...

When Xia Changyue finished speaking, she saw Yang Muya open her mouth and put the porridge she fed into her mouth.

"You are really not feeling well, and you don't even go to see the doctor sooner. You don't know. When the doctor came to visit the room just now, he gave me a training..."

Before Xia Changyue finished speaking, he was interrupted suddenly.

"Girl, what's your father's name?"