Groggily, he fell asleep too. The special nurse on duty, initially wanting to check on Xia Qingqian's condition, saw the door locked from the inside and pursed her lips before leaving.
In the middle of the night, Beitang Yao awoke from the heat. He felt a blazing warmth wherever his hands touched, akin to being scorched, and he startled, quickly getting up and turning on the bedside lamp, his gaze fixed on Xia Qingqian, watching her furrow her brow painfully with pea-sized sweat beads appearing on her forehead.
He reached out to test her temperature, and it was shockingly hot; his heart trembled with fear, and he promptly pressed the red button.
Two minutes later, the on-duty doctor and nurse came to knock at the door, and he went to open it.
The nurse wiped the sweat off Xia Qingqian and gave her an injection.
"Why did she suddenly have a fever in the middle of the night?" Beitang Yao watched from the side, seeing her in pain, his heart ached like being cut with a knife.
