"Just now, Brother Ye tried to get up and join us for morning exercise, but as soon as he sat up, he felt dizzy and said he wanted to vomit. So, I called Brother Qingrun, and he said it was nothing serious and that by tomorrow, Brother Ye would be as lively as ever."
"Hmm, as long as it's nothing serious," Ye Xingbei said, holding Xiao Shumiao's little hand and walking over to Qin Junye's side, "Xiao Ye, how do you feel?"
"I'm feeling okay, thank you, Auntie," Qin Junye said with some guilt, "I'm sorry, Auntie, for being a bother to you."
"How could that be?" Ye Xingbei smiled, "You rushed over to protect Xiao Shumiao, Auntie should be thanking you."
"But I not only failed to help Xiao Shumiao, I also brought trouble to you," Qin Junye said, lowering his head in shame.
