Under Xiaoxiao's reasonable persuasion, the other three people, besides her, eventually all left the hospital and returned to the company to work.
Of course, that included Yan Yinuo.
In the afternoon at work, it was Xiaoxiao who kept sending messages in their private group of four, reporting that the first bottle of Potion was done, and they switched to the second one, then mentioned the handsome guy had woken up.
Awake? Yan Yinuo was delighted and quickly typed a line on the keyboard: "Did his fever go down? Is he okay?"
Another colleague sent a mischievous emoji, "Yinuo, you're really anxious, seems like you're quite smitten."
Yan Yinuo stared blankly at the screen; half the afternoon had passed, and she hadn't touched a single document that needed translation. Her thoughts were entirely on the person in the hospital.
For her colleague's teasing, Yan Yinuo couldn't explain.
