Indeed, her hand was burning hot, at least forty degrees Celsius, no wonder she had become like this. How could a person withstand such a fever?
"An Hao, get better soon, I've come back... I came back specifically to see you."
When An Hao heard Qin Jian's voice, she slowly opened her eyes and saw his handsome face appear before her. Her eyes flickered with joy, and a happy smile spread across her face: "It's a surprise... and unexpected..."
"Why are you so feverish, burning up like this?" Qin Jian looked at her with concern.
"It's nothing, maybe I've been too busy lately. There's a lot of pressure on my mind, and I caught a chill a few days ago. Internal heat and external coldness, it suddenly flared up, so the fever came on." This wasn't just to comfort Qin Jian, she was indeed stressed out over her thesis.