C117 Chapter 117

Zhixin rushed over to welcome him. "How is he?"

"It's nothing, don't be agitated. Sit down first."

Dai Yunting gestured for Zhixin to sit down as he took off his mask and held it in his hand. "Warmth is pretty good. It's not as serious as we thought."

His voice was hoarse to the point where it sounded harsh. Then, he grabbed Zhixin's ice-cold hand and held it in his own warm big one, "Um … Xin