Li Yanchen returned to his room in a disheveled state and took a hot bath.
Then he found that his behind was getting itchier... the sense of swelling and pain was becoming more obvious.
Thinking about what Jih Yunxiao had said, his face grew darker.
Really... it's frozen, will it leave a scar, will the little girl despise him?
She dares.
Even if it leaves a scar, who is it for?
"Knock knock knock—" Suddenly, the door to the room was knocked on.
"Come in."
Old Master Li, full of concern, opened the door and looked Li Yanchen over before saying, "Yanchen, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"Didn't the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor take a look, Grandpa? Still worried?"
"It's not that Yanjue and Yanyue are back without major issues... But since then they've both had fevers, Grandpa's worried you'll get a fever too."
Li Yanchen frowned and asked, "Is the fever serious?"
