After Jiang Lan returned to the real world-
Jiang Lan came down with a fever.
That was a rare occurrence. Jiang Lan had always been in excellent health, and this was the first time he had fallen ill since Su Fengzi had known him.
Su Fengzi pressed the back of his hand to Jiang Lan's forehead, making an amateur attempt to gauge his temperature. With a touch of schadenfreude, he said, "You're always saying I have a weak constitution and irregular eating habits. Looks like you're the one who went down first."
Jiang Lan weakly lifted his eyelids and gave him a cool glance. His voice was a little hoarse. "Stay away from me. You might catch it."
Su Fengzi set some hot water by the bed. "It's fine! Worst case, we can be sick together!"
Jiang Lan glared at him, but in his sickly state, the look had little bite.
Only when he saw that Jiang Lan was about to get genuinely annoyed did Su Fengzi smile and say, "I won't get sick. I still have to take care of you." Then he checked the time. "Oh, I have to start my livestream. Be good and stay in bed."
Jiang Lan nodded weakly.
Su Fengzi streamed in the room next door. The rooms were soundproofed, but sometimes, when he got really scared, his screams could still be heard through the wall.
This time, however, the room next door stayed quiet. Through the fog in his head, Jiang Lan guessed that perhaps today's game wasn't as scary.
Su Fengzi usually streamed for only an hour. Jiang Lan checked the time. Two hours had already passed. Why hadn't he come back yet? Had he gone out? Even if he had, shouldn't he be back by now? Had he accidentally tripped and