She rushed over to her daughter and squatted by her side.
"Rainy, are you tired?"
After a long time, Rainy's head remained hanging; and she was quiet.
She tipped her daughter's head up and saw that her face was flushed. She could even hear her gasping breaths.
"Rainy." The temperature was shockingly high when she placed her hand on her daughter's forehead.
She's having a fever.
"Mommy, I-I feel… so… so cold." Rainy opened her eyes briefly as her hand grabbed weakly at her mother's blouse. Then, she leaned into her mother's arms, and the doll fell onto the ground.
Xia Ruoxin went pale. She scooped her daughter up and ran out. The others were puzzled with her actions, and they could not help worry about them.
Was her child sick?
The hospital was decorated entirely in white. Everything about it was cold and quiet, and no one ever liked it here.
Xia Ruoxin was no exception.
