"Is it a viral cold? Can't it be checked?" Ye Qingci nervously grasped Jian Shichu's hand. "If it's not a viral cold, do we still need to be apart?"
She didn't need Jian Shichu to take care of her.
She wanted to take care of Jian Shichu.
They had known each other for so long, and it was the first time Jian Shichu had fallen ill, and so severely at that. How could she not be by his side?
"It's hard to say," the doctor said with difficulty. "Even if it's not a viral cold and doesn't have strong infectiousness, we can't guarantee it won't spread to those around, especially pregnant women… To be safe, I think it's better if…"
The doctor didn't finish his sentence, but both Jian Shichu and Ye Qingci understood.
The two of them held each other's hands, looking at each other.
One wanted to take care of his pregnant wife.
One wanted to take care of her sick husband.
Now being told to separate, neither of them felt okay about it.
