"Stop talking nonsense, go check on her."
"Alright, alright, I'm going." The man examined Lin Yixun thoroughly, and took the opportunity to scrutinize her as well.
"She's not bad-looking, just a bit too skinny. That scar on her face is quite an eyesore. Bro, why the change in taste? You like these skinny types now?"
"None of your business." Ouyang Hao raised an eyebrow in displeasure. He could criticize Lin Yixun's flaws, but no one else could.
He gave the man's shoulder a forceful pat and said, "Let's get to the point, how is she?"
The man took out a thermometer and waved it in front of Ouyang Hao's eyes, "She's got a fever of 39.5 degrees."
"Is that… serious?"
"Although her temperature is a bit high, it's not too serious. Give her an IV and some medication, she should be bouncing back in a couple of days. So, don't worry."
