Gu Jiaojiao didn't have time to pay him any mind. She hurried to the bedside and glanced at Xia Qiuming, whose face was flushed.
Bending over, she reached out to feel Xia Qiuming's forehead and asked, "This hot? Why didn't you call me sooner?"
"At f-first, he was only a little warm. I tried using a cold towel to help Professor Xia cool down, but who knew…"
Mu Wu was about to say more but was cut off by Gu Jiaojiao. "Any later," she said sternly, "and his brain would have been fried."
Mu Ziquan and his two servants…
They pictured the brilliant Professor Xia's fever turning him into a fool. The consequences were truly unthinkable.
Mu Shan was so anxious he was on the verge of tears. At his wit's end, he asked, "Miss Gu, what should we do?"
"I'll give him a fever-reducing shot and some medicine. The fever should break in ten to twenty minutes, and then he'll be fine."
