The doctor followed Mi Xiaotao into the room. He conducted a check-up on Lu Shaoqing, who was sleeping so soundly that he was completely unaware of everything.
"Doctor, how is my husband's condition?"
Mi Xiaotao was very anxious. The doctor put away his stethoscope and replied, "Mrs. Lu, please rest assured. Mr. Lu's health is not a major issue. He has a fever, likely due to being overly fatigued and catching a chill! I'll prescribe some medicine; after he takes it, his fever will subside!"
"Okay, thank you, doctor!"
After the doctor left, Mi Xiaotao went into the kitchen to find a pot and some millet. The butler asked curiously, "Mrs. Lu, what are you going to cook? I can do it!"
"Oh, I want to make some millet porridge for my husband. I'll cook it myself! He needs to have some liquid food first before taking medicine, so it won't upset his stomach!"
