Unbelievingly, he gently tugged her hair again and another bunch of strands came off.
Subconsciously, he asked, "Yiren! Have you been feeling unwell lately?"
Jing Yiren looked at Lu Ming blankly and shook her head.
"Were you scared just now?"
"..." Jing Yiren shook her head.
Lu Ming realized that such trivial matters were truly nothing to Jing Yiren. Yet, she cried. Just like with the incident yesterday involving the cake, she could remain upset all day and couldn't even sleep at night.
Lu Ming noticed all these details.
"Let's go to the hospital and get you checked out!"
"Do you think I'm sick?" Jing Yiren felt another wave of grievance.
Suddenly, she pushed Lu Ming away. She was merely in a bad mood these past few days, and Lu Ming thought she was ill?
"..." Lu Ming's deep eyes intently stared at Jing Yiren.
After a moment, he spoke, "No, you've just been physically unstable lately so I'm a bit worried. If you don't want to go, we won't go!"
