I wake up without that bone-deep exhaustion from yesterday.
The fever's broken.
I can feel it in the way my body doesn't ache anymore, the way my head is clear instead of foggy and distant.
Mrs. Wen appears sometime mid-morning with fresh clothes and that warm, grandmotherly smile she's been wearing more often lately.
"How are you feeling, Young Master?" she asks, setting down a tray with tea and light breakfast.
"I think I'm better now. Much better."
"Thank goodness. Mr. Wuchen has arranged for both of you to go to the hospital this morning, just to make sure everything is alright."
Right.
The baby.
Dr. Xi said we needed a proper scan to confirm everything was fine, that checking without equipment wasn't enough.
I eat the breakfast slowly… congee with preserved egg, exactly what my stomach needs, while Mrs. Wen fusses around the room, laying out clothes, making sure I have everything I need.
By the time I'm dressed and ready, Bael is waiting downstairs.
