Ruan Lei frowned upon hearing this. It was not out of fear this time, but rather: "It delivered it? How did it deliver it? By holding it in its mouth?" Thinking of the Changchong carrying fruits in its mouth to the Ruan Family, potentially getting its saliva on them, he felt nauseous.
In fact, he did throw up, leaning against the wall, vomiting until bile nearly came out in front of the toilet.
Ruan Jiaojiao was startled and quickly ran to the living room to fetch a cup of water, crouching by his side and feeding it to him.
After vomiting, Ruan Lei felt much more relieved. He was just very weak and limp all over. He took the water cup from Ruan Jiaojiao to rinse his mouth. When about half of the cup was left, he thought to drink it but was stopped by Ruan Jiaojiao.
"Brother, you have a fever. You can't drink cold water. Wait here, I'll get you some hot water." She had felt his hand was frighteningly hot to the touch, clearly indicating a fever.
