"Get to bed, you little troublemaker, and stop getting in the way!" Grandma Luo directly picked up her cane and irritably tapped it on his head.
Uncle: "..."
Okay, he got it now; neither he nor Luo Mengmeng was the real relative, but Gu Zhihan was!
After everyone left, the room quickly returned to silence.
Sitting on the chair beside the bed, Gu Zhihan slightly lifted his gaze and glanced at Luo Mengmeng, who had wrapped herself up like a silkworm cocoon.
Her head was already so hot that sweat beads were forming.
However, what was most admirable was...
She!
Actually!
Fell asleep!
In the searing thirty-degree weather, she had fallen asleep wrapped in a cotton quilt...
Gu Zhihan simply didn't know what to say.
Worried that she might suffocate or get even worse, Gu Zhihan kept his eyes open and watched over her, because this sweating method of reducing a fever wasn't exactly scientific.
