"Is it that serious?"
"So what exactly caused this for me?"
Meng Han was so frightened that her heart was pounding, and she grabbed Zhao Tienan's hand, tears welling up in her eyes.
She was still very young and didn't want to die so foolishly.
"Sigh, actually, you getting this disease isn't really your fault."
Zhao Tienan's brain spun quickly, and he covered his forehead, saying with a pained expression.
"What do you mean?"
"I beg you, please don't keep me in suspense, I'm so scared."
Meng Han was anxiously guessing, unable to understand Zhao Tienan's words.
"You got this disease from a man."
"To put it plainly, your man got an STD, and without any protection, or with protection failing, he had cross-infection with you."
Zhao Tienan explained seriously.
In fact, that wasn't the case at all.
He clearly saw that Meng Han got bitten by a poisonous insect while in the cornfield, and the bite was in a very embarrassing spot, right on a small bump of flesh.
