Shi Nuan responded, "Okay, I know!"
Hearing her voice, Song Yansheng frowned and said, "What happened to you? You sound nasally, could it be a cold?"
Colds can't be hidden. Shi Nuan admitted, "Just a little cold, nothing serious, I've already taken medicine!"
Shi Nuan's health was never great, a cold was no small matter for her.
Song Yansheng was immediately worried and arranged for Yao Ziwan to pick up Shi Nuan from work personally.
And to take her to a nearby hospital for a check-up.
Shi Nuan was reluctant, but Song Yansheng insisted. No matter what she said, it was useless, and she finally agreed.
After work, Shi Nuan went to the usual parking spot of Song Yansheng, where Yao Ziwan had been waiting for a while.
Shi Nuan got into the car, in the front passenger seat, as Yao Ziwan was driving herself.
She thanked Yao Ziwan, feeling it was quite a trouble for her.
