Little Yi Huan became excited when she heard that. After hesitating for a while, she still told her father, " "actually, mom does have symptoms."
"What?" qin mo tugged at his daughter's hair and asked absent-mindedly.
yi huan's little face was serious as she said, " mommy was acting weird today. she asked me a lot of questions. i thought she was a little stupid, but i still answered her so as not to hurt her self-esteem. daddy, did mommy's brain get damaged to ask me these questions?"
qin mo could not help but laugh. he simply did not know how to answer his younger daughter's question.
if he huan knew about this, he would vomit blood.
qin mo accompanied the little girl for a while before going to visit he huan. he huan was in a deep sleep. fortunately, the temperature had dropped a little, but it was still around 38 degrees. it was uncomfortable and soon, her body was covered in sweat.
