Hearing that, Ji Ting immediately became a little more alert.
He reached up and cupped the back of Ji Yanzhi's neck, naturally bringing their foreheads together.
Ji Yanzhi lifted his eyes to Ji Ting's face, then quickly lowered them again, his heart thundering in his chest.
Ji Ting carefully checked for a moment, then straightened. "You don't seem to have a fever, but I can hear your heart beating very fast. Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Ji Yanzhi took a deep breath and pulled away from him. "No."
"Oh, right, I brought that thermometer back. Wait a moment. I'll get it."
"No need." Ji Yanzhi turned his face away. "I'll just go wash my face."
He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Two handfuls of water soaked his face, but the palpitations still hadn't subsided.
If not for that nightmare just now, he would almost have forgotten what Ji Ting used to be like.
The old Ji Ting... foul-mouthed, arrogant, extravagant, and dissolute, shallow and ignorant yet utterly contemptuous of everyone else.
Even that brief recollection made Ji Yanzhi's brows knot tightly in disgust. But soon, his sharply drawn brows relaxed.
Because he realized that not a trace of those qualities he so deeply loathed could be found in the current Ji Ear.
Not only had they vanished without a trace, but he was also completely different from before.
Ji Ear possessed a composure and calm beyond his years. Though he spoke little, he remained unruffled no matter whom or what he faced. He was emotionally reserved, yet cared about others.
Most importantly, the technological knowledge in his mind was as vast as an ocean. Even the company's chief scientists could only marvel at it, knowing they could never measure up.
Ji Yanzhi's emotions churned ever more