"An Hao?" Yan Ye quickly stood up from his seat and walked over to support An Hao.
"Teacher Yan, I feel cold all over, like I'm running a fever," An Hao said, looking up at him.
Hearing her say this, Yan Ye reached out to touch her forehead, and indeed, her head was exceptionally hot.
"You're running a high fever! You silly girl, how could you not realize it with such a high temperature? Come on, I'll take you downstairs for an injection," Yan Ye said, then started to help support An Hao as he prepared to leave.
But after just a few steps, An Hao felt darkness envelop her vision and all the sounds around her faded away as she plunged into endless darkness.
"An Hao! An Hao!" Yan Ye called out to her twice, but when she didn't respond, he bent down to pick her up, kicked open the door, and ran outside.
In the corridor, nurses and doctors went to and fro. Seeing Yan Ye hurriedly carrying An Hao towards the treatment room, everyone was taken aback.
