"Wait a minute," Zhao Yiqi and Lin Ruorou were about to cry, but Lin Mo remained unmoved and even spotted a flaw in the story: "You had a fever before, didn't you?"
Hearing her decisive words, Jiang Huaijing's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.
Zhao Yiqi immediately remembered his own situation of being abandoned, watching everyone leave for the shelter from the window. His heart softened, and he tried to smooth things over: "Brother, be honest—were you left behind in the service area because of a fever? Let me tell you, I had a fever too, and I was abandoned. It's okay."
Jiang Huaijing slowly raised his head and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry... I didn't want to hide it, but I was afraid that if you knew I'd had a fever, you'd think I was a problem and refuse to take me."
"Hey, don't be nervous. All of us here had fevers and were stuck at home until Lin Jie saved us. You were just unlucky to be trapped on the highway." Zhao Yiqi didn't overthink it: "Besides, having a fever isn't necessarily bad. Look at me—I'm perfectly fine, full of energy."
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