From the pallor on Yin Xiner's face, it was clear she had a cold—there was hardly any need to come all this way to the outskirts for a check-up.
Yin Xiner's smile deepened, casting a shy glance at the man beside her.
"Mmm, Jichen is worried," she said.
Su Ran nodded, her voice detached:
"Since that's the case, I won't disturb you two!"
Having said that, she glanced at the two, her gaze lingering on Wen Jichen, subtle and inexplicable.
Wen Jichen watched Su Ran's retreating figure, a trace of indistinct emotion surging in the depths of his eyes.
"Jichen, let's go in too," Yin Xiner suggested.
Wen Jichen nodded, and the two of them entered the hospital as well.
Just as Su Ran had guessed, Yin Xiner was indeed just suffering from a cold, but because she had been filming with a harness, and afterwards, been caught in a bit of wind, she looked somewhat worse for wear.