"Good, good, that's just great! Let's pack up, we'll pack up right now!"
Upon hearing that he could go out to find medicine for his daughter, Yuwen immediately perked up, asked Yu Qing to sit in the corner, and got ready to start working.
"Dad, I'm feeling a bit better, I'll come help you guys too."
Yu Qing struggled to stand up and wobbled a couple of steps.
Zhang Su finally got a clearer look at Yu Qing's face. Her delicate features appeared very serene, but the high fever made her cheeks show an unhealthy flush, her eyes were weak, and her breathing was somewhat heavy.
"Teacher Xiaoyu, you'd better rest..."
Seeing that even walking was difficult for Yu Qing, Zhang Su quickly waved his hand, thinking to himself that just walking a couple of steps counted as helping.
"Sorry, Mr. Zhang, I'm... cough, cough, not very strong, and have inconvenienced you all."
Yu Qing coughed a few times, making her face even redder.
