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She suddenly raised her hand and touched his forehead, she guessed right, "You have a fever."
She had noticed it just now, Xie Shang seemed lethargic today, and even with the car's air conditioner set so low, there was still sweat on his forehead.
Xie Shang used his own hand to check, "I do?"
"Yes."
His fever was not mild.
The green light turned on, and the driver behind them was impatient, continuously honking to urge them on.
Xie Shang didn't mind, lightly stepped on the gas pedal, and drove through the intersection very slowly.
Once they reached the other side, Wen Changling said, "Pull over to the side, I'll drive."
"Aren't you afraid?"
Wen Changling was still not proficient at driving.
She saw that Xie Shang's lips had lost some color, he must be feeling very uncomfortable, "It's okay to drive slowly."
Xie Shang pulled over and stopped the car.
