After dinner, the siblings went to Qin Mu's room to check on her again. Later, when Qin Mu was feeling very sleepy, they finally returned to their own room. Just as Qin Mu was about to lie down, Mu Yichen suddenly visited.
Qin Mu touched the blanket and looked at the visitor: "Why are you here again?"
Although her voice sounded normal, it made the listener feel as if she was very dismissive.
"Mrs. Mu, this is your husband's room!"
Mu Yichen found it amusing and reminded her with a smile.
"Yeah! Then I'll go sleep in the guest room!"
"Can you stop making a fuss? You're burning up with a fever, and I'm worried, so I came to check on you. How's that for an explanation?"
Qin Mu's bright and clear eyes looked at him, took a moment, and stopped being so stubborn.
"You've even brought the doctor to our home; he said he'd be fine, so what are you worried about?"
Qin Mu asked him.
"But you still haven't gotten over the fever, maybe we should go to the hospital for an IV?"
