Yang Yi was waiting for a call from Li Fan; he definitely couldn't let Eric go until he had confirmed that Ian had made it home safely.
Fortunately, Eric knew all of this, so he didn't even mention leaving, wherever Yang Yi went, he followed closely—he had to stay sharp if he didn't want to be silenced.
Eric wasn't a talkative person; he wished he knew nothing at all.
Ian had been sent off, and Yang Yi and the others could finally take a break, with Anton and Eric sharing a room, while Yang Yi had a room to himself.
Yang Yi always felt a slight, lingering pain below the belt, unsure if it was all in his head, or if it was for real, especially because when he woke up from sleep, he didn't have the usual "morning glory" and that genuinely scared him.
"Little buddy, you really can't have anything wrong with you."
Yang Yi was very anxious, and the more anxious he became, the more dejected he felt, and thus he began to panic.
"Could it be, should I see a doctor?"