It took a little over an hour to get home, and He Ximei was bathing Dabao. Bathing is the simplest method of physically reducing fever, but its effectiveness varies from person to person.
"Mom, is he still feverish?" As soon as Xiaofeng got home and saw Dabao taking a bath, she went to the kitchen to wash her hands, then wanted to touch Dabao's forehead.
"It's high at times, and low at times." Perhaps because Pengzi's fever had left a shadow on her, she now couldn't bear to hear about children having a fever. Whenever she heard that a child had a fever, she would become breathless and flustered, "It should be lower now."
Xiaofeng touched him and indeed he was no longer feverish. Looking at Dabao, he was still sucking on his fingers and showed no signs of discomfort.
After dressing Dabao, Xiaofeng expressed some stored milk and began to feed Dabao his ration, with Dabao eagerly targeting and starting to suckle.
After a while, Dabao fell asleep.