After hearing Ji Yinbing's analysis, Xiao Li did not deny or confirm her words.
Ji Yinbing asked her, "Am I right?"
Xiao Li smiled and said, "I thought that people like you who are focused on research are stupid. I was wrong." She did not answer.
Ji Yinbing said, "As expected."
Xiao Li suddenly stood up, walked to the bed, and touched Zhuang Long's head.
Zhuang Long's temperature had decreased quite a bit. He still had a fever, but it was not serious. His tense heart finally relaxed. Xiao Li looked down at her watch. It was already four in the morning. Xiao Li turned around and said to Ji Yinbing, "He should be fine. I have to go back."
"Aren't you going to stay and leave when he wakes up?" Ji Yinbing disagreed with her.
What was this? A living altruist like Lei Feng?
Xiao Li said, "I still have to go back and make breakfast for Qilin. I make breakfast for him every Wednesday and Friday."