She got up and went into the kitchen, cooked some porridge, and checked his temperature every half an hour. Until the afternoon, the fever had not subsided. Qin Yin gritted her teeth, went back to the bedroom, glanced at the laundry from the morning which was still damp. She found an address in the bedside table, picked up her phone, and called the store where she usually bought clothes, asking them to deliver an outfit.
More than half an hour later, she received the clothes, handed over the money to the delivery person, and then took the clothes into the bedroom, changed out of her shirt, and walked to the living room. She noticed his casual homewear, and went back to the bedroom to find a lighter jacket.
She walked to the living room, lifted the blanket, helped him up, draped the jacket over him, and only then began to speak, "Mo Han, wake up, I'll take you to the hospital."
After a good while, Mo Han opened his eyes, his eyes red, "What's wrong?"
