The housemaid hurriedly retrieved an ice pack and placed it on Xia Qingqian's forehead, hoping it would bring her some comfort.
The housemaid used the home's phone to call Beitang Yao. Even though she knew that Beitang Yao was busiest at this time, she still held out hope and made the call.
But after three calls with no answer, the housemaid grew anxious and quickly put down the phone.
She placed a wet cold towel on Xia Qingqian's forehead, wrists, and calves, then covered her body with a blanket.
She stayed by Xia Qingqian's side the whole time, changing the cold compress several times, but still, the fever did not subside.
It wasn't until noon that Xia Qingqian groggily opened her eyes, her mouth dry and her body weak.
The housemaid didn't dare to leave the room for a moment, constantly tending to Xia Qingqian. If anything happened to Xia Qingqian, the Young Master would surely fire her.
