Su Mian saw the siblings standing at the top of the stairs and called out to them, "What are you doing? Come down for breakfast."
"Mom, I'm taking my sister to the hospital; she has a fever." Lu Zhanxing's brows were tightly furrowed.
Su Mian was startled and hurried over to Qiao Yun, reaching out to touch her forehead. Her expression immediately changed, "Oh no, she really is burning up. What's going on? Lu, hurry, our daughter's in trouble!"
Lu Rui, who was busy in the kitchen holding a head of garlic, ran out in panic and asked urgently, "What happened? What's wrong?"
"Qiaoqiao is sick," Su Mian said, her hands flustered. "What do we do now? Should we go to the hospital for a check-up?"
It was Qiao Yun's first time getting sick since she returned, so no wonder Su Mian was so panicked.
