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The military doctor took He Zhilan’s temperature, which was nearly forty degrees, and indeed, it was enough to scare anyone.

"How can you have such a high fever in this weather?" The military doctor immediately gave He Zhilan an antipyretic injection while asking He Teng.

He Teng shook his head without speaking, his eyes fixed on the person in the sickbed. He knew that once He Zhilan kept too much to herself and suffered a major blow, she was prone to fall ill.

It had happened before.

But he hadn’t expected that just Doctor Qin’s matter would make her fall sick.

In the afternoon, although He Teng had returned to the training ground, his mind was almost entirely on He Zhilan. When he went to the infirmary in the evening and saw He Zhilan chatting with the military doctor, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and took He Zhilan home.

He Teng didn’t dare to delay any further, and the next day, he gave He Zhilan Doctor Qin’s address and told her to go to the city to find Doctor Qin.

As she left, He Teng repeatedly instructed He Zhilan, "Doctor Qin is a professional psychologist who returned from M Country. Don’t overthink it; I just feel you’re under a lot of psychological pressure. Go and have a talk with her. Didn’t you say yourself that you feel good chatting with her?"

He Zhilan nodded. He Teng might have spoken as if it was something very casual, but she herself understood that if it wasn’t serious, He Teng wouldn’t consider approaching a psychologist for her.

Even now, she had yet to grasp what exactly had tipped off He Teng that something was amiss with her.

Doctor Qin lived in a hotel in the city, and as she had previously been notified, she was already waiting for He Zhilan when she arrived.

"First, have a cup of black tea to soothe your stomach."

Upon entering, Doctor Qin didn’t rush to ask He Zhilan any questions.

Instead, she first brewed He Zhilan a cup of tea.

The tea set was prepared by the hotel on short notice, but the black tea she carried with her.

"Black tea is my favorite. Try it and see if you like it. If black tea isn’t to your taste, I also have green tea you can try. "

He Zhilan shook her head, "Thank you, Auntie Qin, black tea is fine." Her expression was tinged with nervousness as she spoke, "Auntie Qin, my brother told me you’re a psychologist. Can you tell me if I..."

"Don’t rush." Doctor Qin smiled gently, then sat down in front of He Zhilan. Perhaps because of her profession, she spoke in an especially soft tone. Even such a light smile seemed to make one feel at ease and unconsciously relax.

"You’re not upset that I approached you initially under concealment?" Doctor Qin confessed openly, "Indeed, it was your husband who asked me to come. He’s very worried about you."

"I know," He Zhilan nodded, "That day after shopping with Chen Cui, he suddenly appeared and held me tightly. At that moment, I could feel his fear and his anxiety. He’s never lost control like that before. In the past, even holding my hand on the street made him feel embarrassed. My brother is someone who likes to keep everything inside. So, that day, when he held me so tightly, almost like he wanted to merge me into his body, I knew something must have happened. But at that time, I didn’t realize it was because of me. "

"Your husband says you got sick yesterday because you were thinking about these things, right?" Doctor Qin said, "Actually, you don’t have to worry too much; your condition isn’t that serious. You don’t have to be anxious to know what’s wrong with yourself. How about we just chat first?"