"Ah, did the nurse overreact and call you?"
Holding her groggy forehead, Qin Yiren sat up and softly apologized, "I'm fine, I just didn't know how to handle Mrs. Chu, so I pretended a bit."
"Really?"
Yan Xiaye didn't believe it and raised her hand to feel Qin Yiren's forehead, finding it indeed burning hot.
Seeing her serious expression, Qin Yiren sheepishly brushed away her hand, "Really, it's nothing. The doctor also said it's easy to catch a cold and fever in this season. My body isn't very compliant, so it's easy for the fever to recur. It will subside in a couple of days."
"You make it sound simple, but how could now be the same as usual?"
Retracting her hand, Yan Xiaye searched the small cabinet by the bed and took out a cooling patch, slapping it onto Qin Yiren's forehead. "The doctor said to avoid injections and medication as much as possible for the baby's sake. You need to eat well and rest, hoping your fever will go down on its own."
