When Bei Mingsheng heard the doctor's words, he immediately got up and walked in the direction of the presidential suite.
As for the two sailors standing on the deck facing the sea, they completely relaxed after hearing the doctor's shout.
When Bei Mingsheng stood at the door of the room, he saw the doctor gathered around the bed to examine Xia Weixian's body.
A doctor turned his head and said to Bei Mingsheng:
"Young Master, this young lady is fine. She is still a little hot now, so let her rest and regain her strength."
Bei Mingsheng's face didn't look so tight anymore, he strode towards Xia Weixian.
Xia Weimian saw him holding the quilt tightly and hiding behind him nervously.
"Mianmian, did you want to jump off the deck yourself? You would rather die than fall into my hands?"
When Xia Weimian was in a coma with a fever, Bei Mingsheng was always worried about her body.
However, now that Xia Weimian woke up, he had to ask whether Xia Weimian wanted to jump off, or if she accidentally fell into the water.
Xia Weimian lowered his head and did not look at Bei Mingsheng. Seeing that she was hiding from himself, Bei Mingsheng simply sat down and said, "Mianmian."
He stretched out his hand to pull Xia Mi Mian’s wrist, Xia Mi Mian seemed to be frightened, she cried:
"Do not touch me!"
A layer of ice condensed in Bei Mingsheng's eyes again.
"Xia Weimian, tell me, would you rather die than fall into my hands?!"
Xia Weimian was frightened by Bei Mingsheng's cold questioning, she raised her head to look at Bei Mingsheng in fear and blankly.
She held the quilt tightly and shook her head at Bei Mingsheng.
Seeing her shaking her head, Bei Mingsheng thought Xia Weimian denied that she didn't want to stay by his side.
"Mianmian..." Bei Mingsheng's voice became gentle again.
"Who are you? Why am I here? Here...Where is it..." Xia Weimian's round eyes were full of water, she held the quilt tightly, and shrank on the bedside to look at the people around her in horror.
As if the surrounding environment had become unfamiliar, when her sight touched Bei Mingsheng, she shrank fiercely, as if taking Bei Mingsheng as a scourge.
When Bei Mingsheng heard Xia Weixian's words, his whole body was shocked.
"You do not know who I am?"
Xia Weimian shook her head to Bei Mingsheng with tears in her eyes.
Bei Mingsheng's eyes opened slightly, "Then do you know what your name is?"
Xia Weimian thought for a while, "I... what is my name... I..."
Bei Mingsheng stared at Xia Weimian's face, as if he wanted to find a trace of flaws in her panic and dazed expression.
"Don't you even know your own name?" Bei Mingsheng asked her again.
However, Xia Weimian kept shaking her head. Under his question, her tears kept falling, and the tears soaked the quilt in her hand.
Bei Mingsheng stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on Xia Weimian's cheeks. Xia Weimian avoided Bei Mingsheng's touch with a low whimper. She lifted the quilt over her head and hid in the quilt.
Bei Mingsheng looked at Xia Weimian like this, and his heart was mixed.
His hand was covered with a thick quilt on Xia Weimian's body, and Bei Mingsheng asked Xia Weimian patiently:
"Mianmian, tell me, how many things do you remember?"
Xia Weimian hid in the quilt and did not answer him. Bei Mingsheng simply lifted the quilt and threw it on the ground. He grabbed Xia Weimian's wrist and forcibly dragged her from the bedside to him.