Jing Yuan looked at you in worry, approaching you from down the street "...I want to speak with you." he said hushedly—

"Your friend had messaged me saying you were infected with ligma... Please— if there's a way I can help, let me know... I cannot allow your ligma to fester..." Jing Yuan said, holding your hand with a worried look. He was genuinely concerned.

You can't even take it seriously, this was just so stupid— he literally didn't know what ligma is.