At this time, the man in the bed had his eyes tightly closed, his brows deeply furrowed, his teeth clenched, a flush of unhealthy red on his face, sleeping restlessly and breathing heavily. It was as if he was utterly unaware of what was happening around him.
In the bedroom, only the warm-colored bedside lamp was on, casting shadows that accentuated his deep and sculpted features even more.
He had lost weight, noticeably thinner than she remembered...
A pang of tenderness filled Mo Qiansu's heart.
"Mommy, come quickly and look at Daddy. Daddy's body is so hot, is he about to die..."
"Xiaoyu, don't talk nonsense!" Mo Qiansu interrupted sternly.
How could she let such ominous words be said so carelessly!
Afterward, she leaned down and touched Gu Xuanye's forehead. The burning temperature startled her heart.
"Xiaoyu, when did he start having this high fever?!"