Ouyang Yi was sure he was going to catch a cold.
After all, the temperature in Capital City was always fluctuating wildly, and there had even been a heavy snowfall last night.
Ginger soup could not only dispel cold but also prevent colds, so after he'd finished the ginger soup, he felt better.
The assistant nodded, "Alright, I'll go right away."
About twenty minutes or so passed.
The assistant brought over a steaming bowl of ginger soup.
Ouyang Yi drank it all in one gulp.
The room was already warm, and now after drinking a big bowl of hot ginger soup, he felt so warm he thought he might overheat. Ouyang Yi took off his jacket, looked at the assistant beside him, and said, "Xiao Zhao, you can go and rest now."
"Yes, Sir." Xiao Zhao nodded and turned to leave.
Just after Xiao Zhao had left, Ouyang Yi sneezed suddenly and unexpectedly.
How strange!
He'd drunk the ginger soup.
He had sweated.
In theory, he shouldn't catch a cold.
Why was he still sneezing?
