章 1617: How He Wanted To Just Strangle Her!

Shen Zhilie exaggeratedly yelped and quickly reached out to touch her forehead. He asked, "Do you have a fever?"

Ye Qianqian pushed his hand away and yelled, "You're the one who's in heat! Get lost!"

Shen Zhilie was speechless for a moment before he retorted, "Hey, don't distort my words! I clearly said 'fever, not 'in heat[1]!'

Ye Qianqian harrumphed but didn't have the strength to continue the conversation with him. She didn't feel like walking either. Her whole body ached too badly for her to move at all.

She was completely leaning on Shen Zhilie. She looked up at him and asked, "What is heaven punishing me for? This feels so horrible."

Shen Zhilie looked down at her in disdain and said, "You're probably the only one who can still be so snarky while having a fever."

With that, he held her up and headed outside, saying, "Put your shoes on. I'll take you to get an injection."