Mrs. Si and Angela watched worriedly as the doctor checked on Harry. They were shocked to see him lying weakly on the bed rather than smiling handsomely at them while asking what they wanted to eat. He always pampered them so much, it felt like he was an angel sent from above just for them. Right now, he could not even open his eyes and just mumbling something unintelligible. No one knew what he was talking about.
"How is he, doctor?" Mrs. Si asked hurriedly once she saw the family's doctor writing something.
"He only has a fever," the doctor told both women politely and then turned to look at the butler waiting beside him. "If his temperature hasn't gone down after three days, please bring him to the hospital."
"Please make sure he stays hydrated and eat light food," the doctor reminded the butler.
"Are you sure it's not serious?" Mrs. Si asked as she and Angela followed the doctor out.
