"Brother Lin, this... this is no joke." Qiao Xiaoyi was still very nervous; he even leaned back, creating some distance from Lin Tian, afraid of passing the infection to him.
Lin Tian remained unconcerned and took something out of a bag, placing it on the table: "I know you've already eaten, but hospital food probably isn't great, so I brought you some fresh fruit. Eat it while it's fresh."
Seeing Lin Tian still so unguarded, Qiao Xiaoyi's eyes were filled with gratitude. Although he didn't care much about how others saw him, Lin Tian's lack of defense deeply moved him.
"Thank you, Brother Lin," Qiao Xiaoyi said gratefully.
"But I've noticed you don't seem scared at all. Are you aware of your situation?" Lin Tian asked calmly while eating.
"Looking at Brother Lin, I suppose I've been infected with a parasite," Qiao Xiaoyi said very calmly, without much excitement, even though he could tell what Lin Tian was going to say.
