Mu Siyin pretended to be confused. "Ah? Really? I knew that my face was hot, but I didn't know it was a fever."
Ji Yang was utterly speechless. She immediately turned around and picked up her handbag on the sofa. "Come, let me bring you to the hospital."
Upon seeing this, Mu Siyin became slightly flustered. "No need. I'm really fine, Yangyang. I don't need a doctor. I'll feel better after a nap."
Ji Yang knew how much Mu Siyin hated injections. Hence, she held her grip on her friend and said, "Don't worry. You're just having a fever and a cold. The doctor will only prescribe you some medications instead of an injection."
Only then did Mu Siyin realize that she had taken her cold shower a little bit too early.
If her sickness really did go away with just some pills, then what other excuse should she give to make Ji Yang stay?
"I told you that I'm fine, Yangyang. I'm starving now. Let's eat first. It's not too late to go after that."
