The instructor also feared that Lu Dabao might come down with an illness from the cold, and just as she felt perplexed, Hai Lan immediately found a way to give her an out, which made her very satisfied as she smiled at Hai Lan, and praised loudly, "Hai Lan is so generous, all of you should learn from her, do you hear?"
"Yes, Instructor."
"Alright then! Hai Lan, go call Lu Dabao in."
"Okay, Instructor."
Hai Lan, putting on her shoes with elegant movements, approached Lu Dabao. Seeing her eyelashes frosted white from the cold, Hai Lan couldn't help feeling extremely pleased.
"How does it feel? Uncomfortable, isn't it?"
Hearing that, Lu Dabao lifted her head, rolled her eyes at Hai Lan, and, with a stroke of inspiration, asked something she normally wouldn't have thought of. "You don't know yet, do you?"
"Know what?" Hai Lan immediately looked at her, alert.
"Sheng Ning, it's not appendicitis."
