"Oh, right, Dr. Chen, I'm still having a fever. Does the school clinic have any fever-reducing medicine?"
Chen Mu: "Yes."
"By the way, what's your temperature?"
The male student on the other end habitually shook his head.
He started feeling dizzy.
"Hello? Are you still there?" Chen Mu, not hearing any response for a while, started to look serious.
Chen Mu called out a couple of times, but still, there was no reply from the other side.
Just when Chen Mu was about to contact the school teachers to see if he could find out who the student was through the phone number.
The voice of the boy came again from the other side.
"Oh, Dr. Chen, I'm fine."
"I don't have a thermometer here, so I don't know my exact temperature."
Chen Mu sighed, "Where are you right now?"
Boy: "I'm at the school gate cafeteria, at the milk tea stand."
Chen Mu nodded, "Okay, don't move, just stay there. I'll come to find you."
