"You're sick!"
"I have fever reducers and anti-inflammatories at my house."
"..."
A sick Shen Yi was incredibly stubborn. Qin Jiao couldn't talk him out of it, so she had no choice but to agree to go home first.
She figured that once they got home, Grandpa Du could surely convince Shen Yi to go to the clinic.
A high fever was no small matter. Qin Jiao had even heard of a child, about ten years old, who developed encephalitis from a high fever.
'This can't be delayed.'
After Qin Jiao unlocked her bike, she turned around and found Shen Yi staring blankly at it.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm looking at my bike wheel... I think there are four of them."
"..."
'I'm being so patient with Shen Yi in this life. In my past life, I would have slammed that wheel right over his head!'
'His forehead is hot enough to fry an egg. He's definitely delirious. No wonder his vision is blurry!'
Qin Jiao said helplessly, "Well, in your condition, you can't ride your bike!"
