"Sister An, why are you sitting on the ground? What's wrong with you?"
She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard Jin Yan Yan's exclamation.
"Sister An, get up quickly, it's so cold, do you want to die?" Jin Yan Yan hurried forward to pull her up, but An Ruo had no strength at all, and despite trying several times, she couldn't move her.
"Sister An, get up quickly, what's wrong with you?!"
Hearing her anxious voice, An Ruo finally came to her senses, she looked at her blankly, then struggled to prop herself up.
Jin Yan Yan held her hand, feeling it was like holding a thick block of ice, she said worriedly, "Sister An, you're sick, your hand is so cold!"
"I'm... fine." An Ruo shook her head, forced a faint smile: "I'll be fine after I go back and sleep for a while."
"Are you really okay? Your body is so cold."
"Yeah, I'm really fine." An Ruo insisted she was fine, and Jin Yan Yan had no choice but to help her back to her room to rest.
