Nan Quanyou felt his forehead again, but no, his temperature was still normal.
Nan Quanyou still appeared quite embarrassed, wanting to say something but not daring to speak up.
After a while, Nan Feng finally realized, "Father, do you need to go to the bathroom?"
From the morning till now, Nan Quanyou hadn't visited the toilet. He obviously wanted to, but Nan Feng was after all his daughter and not yet married. It felt awkward to ask her to carry him to the latrine. Besides, the toilet in the courtyard was public, and it would be strange if the neighbours saw them.
Seeing Nan Quanyou's reluctant expression, Nan Feng couldn't help but laugh, "Father, why don't I carry you there? You don't have to feel awkward, as a dutiful daughter, doing such a thing is just normal."
However, Nan Quanyou still felt awkward, "Or, maybe... I'll hold it a bit longer."
"Father, don't hold it in anymore, or else you might wet the bed," Nan Feng said.
