Aayana's pov-
I take Ira on my lap. Her fever increased more. I am so tense. She is almost senseless. She is just opening her eyes and closing. But whenever she is opening her eyes she is giving me a smile. Then I uncovered the upper part of her body as she gave me that permission and put a wet towel on her chest. But as her fever is high so towels get hot so fast then I bring another towel to keep her body cold. In this time she holds my hand and said in a lower voice,
"Please don't catch so much water then you will catch a cold. I don't want you to get unwell."
Then I realized her hand is so cold !!! I am shocked that she has such a high fever then why her hand is so cold. Immediately I call Sana,
Sana: Hello, Aayana. How is Ira now?
Aayana: Sana, Ira's hands are too cold. But her fever is so high. Why?
Sana: Damn. Aayana please touch her leg, check how her legs are.
Aayana: Her legs are also cold. But why?
Sana: Check her pulse.