"Strange?" Lu Jinnian furrowed his brows, and reached his arm out. He rubbed Qiao Anhao's forehead to find that her temperature was normal, but he was still a little worried. "Do you want to go to the hospital to check it out?"
"Nah..." she said. She took a bite off the fried egg and realized that she didn't feel unwell like before. It seemed like she had completely recovered. "I'm fine right now."
"..." Lu Jinnian paused for a moment, then sat back down on the dining chair. When he picked up a slice of bread, he spoke again. "If you're not feeling well, don't force yourself and go to the hospital."
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In the evening, when Qiao Anhao went to participate in the competition, the entrance was crowded with reporters.
Thankfully, the organizers had made preparations in advance to employ more security guards. Although the lights flashed incessantly, Qiao Anhao was able to enter straight into the studio without any trouble.
