"Shen Haoxuan, are you okay?" As Mi Lu reached out her hand, she realized Shen Haoxuan's forehead was frighteningly hot.
Patting Shen Haoxuan's face, she shouted, "Shen Haoxuan, are you okay? Don't scare me!"
With a high fever, Shen Haoxuan had no idea what Mi Lu was saying; he was just sleeping in a daze.
In her urgency, Mi Lu didn't even have time to put on a coat and ran toward the door.
She asked the front desk if there was a doctor and felt on the verge of desperation when she saw them shaking their heads one by one.
After walking in circles without finding a doctor, she could only go back.
Using an old method she learned before, she took a towel, wrung it out in hot water, and placed it on Shen Haoxuan's forehead.
She poured a cup of hot water and set it aside to cool, while looking at Shen Haoxuan's lips, dry and white from fever, trying all she could to get him to drink.
