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After sending off Old Mister Lin and Auntie Sun, Shi Yao headed to the dining room to get a glass of warm water before returning to Lin Jiage's bedroom.
Walking over to the bed, she put down the glass of water and asked Lin Jiage, who was lying on the bed, in a soft voice, "How are you feeling right now? Why did you suddenly have diarrhea? Did you throw up?"
As she spoke, Shi Yao covered Lin Jiage with a blanket.
Lin Jiage was deeply enjoying Shi Yao's concern for him, but he knew that he had to put on an act. Even if he wanted to recover, he wouldn't be able to do so right away. Thus, he pretended to feel a little uncomfortable, lying on the bed, he clutched his stomach and shook his head at Shi Yao, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Shi Yao raised her hand and touched Lin jiage's forehead, "I don't have a fever either. It's a good thing that it's not food poisoning..."