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She was kind and decided to check if he was dead.

They had interacted for about a month.

Tan Bengbeng was not an emotionless person. She just wasn't good at expressing her own emotions.

Her impression of Qi Yan had changed a lot.

She could tell that he was not a simple figure in the medical field.

Apart from the annoying things he said and how he acted in bed, he was a pretty decent person in other aspects.

In three more days, she was going to leave this place.

She wanted to express her gratitude before she left.

With such a thought, she did not use the automatic cooking machine, but had cooked the dishes herself.

It was supposed to be a farewell meal, who knew that he would shut himself up in the room and not leave.

The dishes were turning cold.

Tan Bengbeng thought about it and there was some disappointment in her eyes.

From a young age, she had been great at taking care of herself; washing her clothes, cooking and outdoor survival.

All those were a piece of cake.

However, she treated these skills as survival skills. When she worked in the hospital and stayed alone, she would buy packet food all the time.

The only time she cooked was when Nian Xiaomu had been hospitalized.

This was her first time cooking for a guy.

She did not think that there was any special meaning to it, she was just praying that he would not say sarcastic things like. "This is what you cooked? It is worse than what the machine cooks."

She didn't know that, compared to being taunted, it would be worse that no one was eating the food.

Thinking of this, Tan Bengbeng looked up at the closed room door.

She bit her lip and knocked on the door.

There was a subtle sound in the room.

It sounded a bit like the wheelchair rolling, but at the same time not quite.

Tan Bengbeng knew that he didn't like people to disturb him when he locked himself up in the room.

That was why she had never looked for him at such a time before. Today was the first.

When she heard movement in the room, she actually regretted a bit.

She wanted to leave, but she felt that he would be even angrier if she left without saying anything. So, she stood at the door and continued to wait.

After a few minutes, the door was opened from the inside.

Tan Bengbeng was looking down, the first thing she saw was the legs dangling down from the wheelchair.

She immediately tried to explain.

"I didn't mean to disturb you. It's almost 9 and you have not eaten your dinner…" Tan Bengbeng raised her head as she spoke.

She was taken aback when she saw Qi Yan's close to transparent complexion.

Before she could give any reaction, the guy in the wheelchair collapsed into her arms…

"Qi Yan!"

Tan Bengbeng caught him.

She felt his burning body temperature and being a doctor, she felt his forehead.

He had a fever.

Tan Bengbeng placed him back into the wheelchair, pushed him into the room and placed him on the bed.

She used a wet towel to attempt to lower his temperature.

She searched his entire room, but she couldn't find any medication to bring down the fever.

Tan Bengbeng filled the bathtub with water and placed ice cubes in it. She was about to help him in, when her hands were grabbed by Qi Yan.

His eyes were slightly opened and he grinned.

"If you were to bath with me, you could leave here tomorrow."