Bai Ruozhu felt as if she were also comforting herself, she silently retreated and sought out Jiang Yichun to speak of the matter, asking, "It wasn't us who caused it, right?"
Jiang Yichun raised his hand to rub the space between her eyebrows, a gesture he found himself making unusually often lately, which indicated how easily she furrowed her brow now.
"How could it be? Their son was the first to fall ill. If we really have to trace it back, it should be their son who spread it," Jiang Yichun said.
Bai Ruozhu sighed in relief, feeling somewhat better in her heart.
"You said we've been investigating in the town for two days with no results, could it be that the other party is acting at night?" Bai Ruozhu suddenly asked.
"There are arrangements for people to watch over the town at night too, and since the townspeople hardly go out, and there is a curfew, no one has been on the streets these past nights," Jiang Yichun said.