The scorching heat on the forehead made An Nan shiver: "Damn, got a fever."
She intended to withdraw her hand, but the other party firmly grabbed it and placed it on his forehead. In his semi-conscious state, the man's mouth mumbled, "Comfortable, so comfortable."
An Nan's heart was no longer calm. She kept calling his name: "Little White, wake up." Lin Mubai remained asleep.
As someone who has studied basic medical knowledge, An Nan knew clearly in her heart that this man had a fever and needed to take some antipyretics quickly or be sent to the hospital.
She continued to pat the man's cheeks, "Little White, let me take you to the hospital, okay?"
The dazed man finally responded to her words, "No... I don't want... to go to the hospital, I want water... to drink water..."
Without thinking, An Nan picked up the glass of milk on the coffee table and brought it to Lin Mubai's lips, "Be good, sit up, we'll have some water."
