His eyes, long and narrow like peach blossoms, were slightly narrowed, his gaze as cold as winter, fixated on Chen Mengtian who lay unconscious on the bed, unknowingly clutching at him tightly.,Seeing him faint, Chen Da's aunt on the side let out a sigh of relief.,Sitting by the bed, Jiang Zebei gently spoke, "Zebei, I'll stay here and keep watch over Sister Jiang. Since she's awake, nothing will happen. You should go to school and not delay your master's lessons."。