"Pass the phone to Jiaojiao." Zhou Shuang kept her words brief, and she requested to talk to her daughter. Worry was laced in her tone and this gave Lu Yinan an idea.
His eyes lit up for a moment.
"She's been running a fever of 40 degrees the entire day," Lu Yinan explained. He did not pass the phone to Jiaojiao.
He was hoping that Zhou Shuang would fly back in a panic.
He had just taken Second Lu's temperature—it was only 39-degrees.
How shameless!
"That's so high. She didn't see a doctor?"
Zhou Shuang became anxious when she heard that Jiaojiao was running a 40-degree fever.
Lu Yinan imagined what Zhou Shuang's expression was: Her eyes bulging, and her face paled.
Everything was going according to his plan. His eyes flashed craftily, and he helplessly said, "She refused to go to the hospital or eat medication. She keeps asking for you."
Then he looked at Jiaojiao. Her face was flushed.
