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“Huanhuan, oh God, you have a fever, didn’t you cover yourself up yesterday?”

Yan Huan opened her eyes.
She had a slight headache.
Touching her head, she felt a bit hot and weak all over, she didn’t want to get up.
Once again, she buried her face in the quilt and tried to go back to sleep for a while.

“Sit up and take medicine, we’ll go to hospital later if you still don’t feel any better.”

Yi Ling had a lot of pills, but she didn’t know which one was best.
She rummaged for a long time and finally got one that would work for Yan Huan.
She poured a glass of water and told Yan Huan to take it.

After taking the pills, Yan Huan realized she had had them before, and they were used to cure diarrhea.
She sighed.
Yiyi, please tell me, will you die of hunger if you live alone? I have no idea what kind of man you should find in the future.

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She narrowed her eyes slightly, she seemed to be in a trance after the pills.
She wasn’t feeling well but at least she could fall asleep and her temperature had slowly come down.

Yi Ling sat by her side for a long while, not daring to go out, she even ran quickly to use the bathroom.
She was afraid Yan Huan would die in bed.
Why hasn’t her fever broken yet? she mused, touching Yan Huan’s forehead from time to time.

“They’re not expired, are they?” She wondered aloud, quickly taking the medicine from the table.
As she looked at the box, her eyes widened as big as an ox.

For diarrhea.

“Gosh!” She grabbed her hair and broke out in a cold sweat.
“Is she getting sick because of these?”

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