On the second floor, in the master bedroom, Yu Chiyin grasped the exquisite doorknob and pushed the door.
Surprisingly, it didn't open; the door was locked from the inside.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door forcefully twice, a hint of impatience in his voice, "Lu Fengxuan, what are you doing inside, open the door!"
"Bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!!"
The knocking continued incessantly, annoyingly and disturbingly loud.
Lu Fengxuan sprang up from the couch abruptly, saw one of his jackets on the bed, picked it up, and rushed to the door.
"Here's your jacket, take your phone, go to the nearest pharmacy, and buy something for me!"
Yu Chiyin was pushed back a step by her, caught the jacket, and looked at her, utterly baffled.
"Are you not feeling well?" he asked.
Lu Fengxuan took a deep breath, "No, just go, I'll tell you after you get back."
"What exactly is going on with you?"
