"Qiao Qiao, what were you doing yesterday? When I called you, you just brushed me off. Did something happen?"
The moment Xie Qiao returned to the dorm, Xu Lin confronted her head-on.
"Nothing happened." Xie Qiao gave a little laugh. "I wasn't feeling well yesterday and was worried I'd caught the flu, so I called Wang Yan and had him take me home."
"Wow, you really are such a dutiful daughter..." Xu Lin was speechless as she discreetly took two steps back.
"No, Xu Lin!" Xie Qiao glared at her good roommate, her good sister. "You backed off way too decisively, didn't you?"
"Qiao Qiao isn't stupid. She definitely didn't go straight home first, right?" Xiao Qianxi said from the side. "Otherwise, would she even have come back?"
"Exactly." Xie Qiao clapped her hands. "I went to the hospital first to get checked out, then went home. It was just a bit of internal heat. I took some medicine, slept, and when I woke up, I was completely fine."
"Oh, you scared me to death." Xu Lin leaned in again. "I knew you wouldn't do something like dragging someone else down with you."
"You're way too practical..."
"What do you mean? The flu is terrifying. If you catch it, you could really die—there might not even be a way to save you. I heard medical workers have died down south. Think about it: medical workers must receive the best possible treatment, using whatever is available, and even they couldn't be saved. Tell me, isn't that scary?"
"You're worrying over nothing." Xie Qiao instead comforted Xu Lin. "I can't speak for elsewhere, but there hasn't been a single case at our school. It's perfectly safe."
"But I heard quite a few people were taken away for quarantine."
"They just had ordinary