Bo Yan said with a calm face, "It's nothing." What's there to worry about? Fortunately, Xia Siyu mentioned that the hardware conditions are good, so it's just a software issue. Software issue is unrelated to the body, and he's very healthy.
The matters of this world, either direct experience or indirect experience. Direct experience—sorry, the only practical subject he has is Xia Siyu. He didn't intend to expand outside, doing practice outside before coming back to get along.
Then it's only indirect experience—can't he learn more or at least see more?
The more he says it's fine, the more Xia Siyu feels something is off. But her mind is still in a daze after drinking, completely forgetting it was her few jokes in the afternoon that made her husband paranoid, thinking Bo Yan really caught a cold.
She reached out directly to touch Bo Yan's forehead, her fingers impatiently brushing aside the stray hair on his forehead, "No fever, huh?"
