"Hey, Tingxuan, I'm not in danger, let go of me!"
Han Yi really couldn't bear to see him so desperate and heartbroken.
She pushed him away gently but firmly.
"I'm really fine!"
At this moment, Gong Tingxuan finally calmed down gradually, "Hmm!"
Han Yi smiled, "I'm truly alright, I was teasing you, I haven't contracted the R3 virus."
Gong Tingxuan frowned, "Are you sure you know what you're saying? Are you delirious from the fever? Don't be afraid, as long as we actively treat it, you'll recover."
Han Yi laughed and pushed him away again.
"I really haven't been infected, I'm just trying to reassure you!"
"You're clearly running a fever!!"
"Yes, I'm feverish because I caught a cold, some wind chill, just need a few days of rest and it'll be fine."
"But Xiao Jiang brought out the test results!" Gong Tingxuan still refused to believe, thinking Han Yi was saying this just to comfort him.
This girl always did this before, never telling him anything to keep him from worrying.
