Tian Xiang didn't directly answer her brother's question.
That night, she didn't sleep well, and by the next morning, she had dark circles under her eyes.
Tian Xiang yawned as she left the house, and saw her father making ginger soup.
"Dad, are you not feeling well?"
Tian Weibing sighed, "Your mom had a fever in the middle of the night."
Hu Honglian fell ill suddenly, and a bowl of ginger soup wasn't enough to help.
At noon, Tian Xiang brought some food from the factory and rushed home to see how things were, checking Hu Honglian's forehead to find it's still burning hot.
Tian Xiang couldn't stay calm and wanted to take her to the clinic.
Hu Honglian refused, hoarsely saying, "Just get me some painkillers, that's enough."
"Mom, let's go and have it checked. The fever won't go down, you need an injection."
Tian Xiang urged, but Hu Honglian still wouldn't go, just lied there motionless.
Tian Xiang was left with no choice but to go to the clinic and get painkillers for her.
