It's impossible

The door to the office opened with a sense of urgency when Jun rushed in followed by Ai.

"Jin?"

A look of surprise flashed in Jin's eyes. He glanced at Jinhai, who didn't display any particular emotion.

Jun's worried gaze watched Jin from head to toe as he sat beside him on the couch. "What went wrong? Why are you sick again? We got so worried."

He touched his forehead and released a sigh of relief to feel that the temperature was already coming back to normal. "Thank God you are okay. Take good rest."

Ai interrupted their conversation and flicked on Jin's forehead.

"..."

Jin glared at her. "Zhou Ai! Back off!"