Mu Siyin pretended to be confused. “Ah? Really? I knew that my face was hot, but I didn’t know it was a fever.”
Ji Yang was utterly speechless. She immediately turned around and picked up her handbag on the sofa. “Come, let me bring you to the hospital.”
Upon seeing this, Mu Siyin became slightly flustered. “No need. I’m really fine, Yangyang. I don’t need a doctor. I’ll feel better after a nap.”
Ji Yang knew how much Mu Siyin hated injections. Hence, she held her grip on her friend and said, “Don’t worry. You’re just having a fever and a cold. The doctor will only prescribe you some medications instead of an injection.”
Only then did Mu Siyin realize that she had taken her cold shower a little bit too early.
If her sickness really did go away with just some pills, then what other excuse should she give to make Ji Yang stay?
“I told you that I’m fine, Yangyang. I’m starving now. Let’s eat first. It’s not too late to go after that.”
Ji Yang immediately rejected her idea. “How does that sound okay to you? You’re having a fever now and a high one at that!”
Mu Siyin could not help but act pitiful. “But I’m really fine. Besides, I’m starving. We should just go over after we eat. It won’t take long. Please grant my only wish.”
Ji Yang felt frustrated when she saw how reluctant Mu Siyin was. “You’re not a baby anymore. Why are you still so scared to see the doctor?”
Mu Siyin squeezed her eyes and grinned. “I have latrophobia.”
“Thank god Shi Beiyu isn’t a doctor. How else would you be with him, then?”
Mu Siyin was at a loss for words.
In her past life, she did indeed have a fear of hospitals mainly because it was the place where her mother and sister died.
However, it would be more accurate if she termed her phobia as hatred instead.
Even Shi Beiyu, her child, and Mu Siyin herself had died in the hospital.
This was why she hated hospitals.
Upon realizing how solemn Mu Siyin’s looked, Ji Yang instantly let out a dry laugh. “Okay, fine. Let’s talk about something else. Why don’t you take a look and pick something to eat? We’ll go to the doctor for the prescription after this.”
Mu Siyin came back to her senses and smiled stiffly. “Okay.”
In order not to let Ji Yang see how bad her fever was, Mu Siyin forced herself to look energetic when in reality, her head was so painful that it might burst open any moment. Her entire body was on fire, yet it felt icy cold at the same time.
“Does it taste good, Yinyin?”
Feeling that it was finally time to stop acting, Mu Siyin frowned and laid against the chair lifelessly. Then, she looked at Ji Yang pitifully. “I suddenly feel terrible, Yangyang…”
At that, Mu Siyin started to lose her sight.
Ji Yang immediately stood up from the sofa. “Where? Let me take a look!”
Mu Siyin half squinted her eyes while she raised her finger to point at her head. She looked rather miserable as she forced her words out. “My head hurts.”
Ji Yang’s body stiffened the moment her hands touched Mu Siyin’s head.
It was so hot that it should be at least thirty-nine degrees celsius!
She started to blame herself as she quickly placed Mu Siyin’s lifeless body over hers. “Let’s go to the hospital now Yinyin, okay?”
Since Ji Yang had graduated from military school, Mu Siyin’s body weight was nothing to her. With Mu Siyin’s arms around her, Ji Yang carried her friend over her back and rushed out of the door without another word.
Mu Siyin could indistinctly feel Ji Yang carrying her and was touched by her actions. Her voice was coarse as she muttered, “Ever since my mother and sister passed away, only you and Qui Ci have treated me well, Yangyang.”
After saying that, Mu Siyin added, “Oh yeah. There’s Shi Beiyu now too…”