Jian Si's head was dizzy as she lay back in bed filled with confusion, intending to rest for a while and gather more strength to return to Jiangcheng. However, not long after, she started to run a high fever. She felt foggy and as if a massive weight was pressing down on her, rendering her completely powerless and unable to move.
"Ugh..."
She moaned in discomfort, her face covered in a dense, fine sweat, her body alternately feeling hot and cold.
"Cold... so cold..."
"Hot... so hot..."
When Lu Youting walked in, he happened to see her alternating between feeling cold and hot, her cheeks as red as ripe apples.
Realizing something was wrong, Lu Youting immediately pulled out a thermometer from the bedside drawer.
It had been left by the doctor who had diagnosed Jian Si before.
"Ding."
A red warning appeared on the thermometer.
39.2°
High fever.
Lu Youting's breath hitched as he quickly looked up a string of phone numbers and made a call.