The Christmas feast was ready. Gu Qingxin looked at Bai Jingqing, who had been sitting motionless in the living room, and went to call Bai Qianqian from her room.
Unbeknownst to her, Bai Qianqian had fallen asleep. When Gu Qingxin woke her up, her voice had changed. It was clear that she had caught a cold.
She herself felt light-headed and stuffy-nosed, a discomfort prevalent in her entire body.
Seeing this, Gu Qingxin hurriedly went to find Bai Jingqing to check on her, before Bai Qianqian even had the chance to stop her.
"Doctor Bai, Qianqian seems to be sick. Can you take a look at her?" Gu Qingxin called out as soon as she went out of the room.
"Qingxin, I'm fine. There's no need to fuss." Bai Qianqian came out and pulled at her.
Bai Qianqian knew Bai Jingqing was still angry, and certainly wouldn't want to deal with her.
