Yang Jeongin
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you're most of the time sick. Either a flu, a cold, or just coughing. And for luck, you married a doctor. Dr Yang
You're sitting on the couch, blowing your nose in a tissue
Jeongin: "ah, poor you…come, let me take your temperature, let's hope that it went down"
You let him take it, sometimes coughing or sneezing