With his palm on the child's forehead, Cao Yong was estimating the child's temperature.
Seeing him not speak, Tao Zhijie could guess that at least the patient had a mild fever.
When Yin Fengchun came over, he considered straightening the child's arms and legs to lay him flat for an examination. The problem was, Xie Youtian's two little fists were clenched tightly, his whole body curled up stiffly, not letting Brother Cao pull his leg.
"Brother Cao is going to check your tummy, alright?" While gently stroking the child's hair to soothe him, Cao Yong whispered softly into the child's ear to avoid frightening him.
Hearing Brother Cao's voice, Xie Youtian gave a small nod.
After feeling the little boy's stiff shoulders relax a bit, Cao Yong and the others slowly laid the child flat on the sofa. Once lying flat, Xie Youtian squeezed his eyes shut as if afraid of the light, and Cao Yong placed his hand over the child's little eyes to shield them.
