The next day, Nia's cold was cured, but her high fever did not subside. Because of the infection of the wound, she had a fever of three degrees.
Sam had gone to the hospital to ask for leave in the morning. By the way, she bought two bottles of medicine and anti- inflammatory drugs from the hospital pharmacy and hung them on Nia.
"No, I'll take you to the hospital." Sam looked at the thermometer. "If you continue to burn something, how can I explain it to your grandma?"
"Don't worry." Nia looked at Sam with her watery and warm eyes. "We are nurses... We don't know much about the treatment of colds and fever. We came here in the same way when we went to the hospital. Let's have a look at these two bottles. In fact... I feel much better."
Sam was still worried. "But you..."
"I'm really fine." Nia gasped and said, "You'd better go to work. I'll just get up to make noodles at noon."
