Old Master Situ looked up and saw his youngest son. He hurriedly spoke, "Hurry, tell the driver who brought you back not to leave. The baby is sick, we need to take her to the hospital."
As soon as Situ Haotian heard that his precious daughter was ill, he couldn't remain calm any longer. He no longer cared about appearances, and turned to rush towards the door.
Upstairs, Old Madam Situ and Loo Yaxin were scrambling—one fetching a thermometer to take Situ Xin's temperature and the other getting a wet towel to put on her forehead to bring the fever down.
By the time Old Master Situ had stopped the departing driver and come upstairs, Loo Yaxin had already taken Situ Xin's temperature.
Just then, she was holding the thermometer, checking Situ Xin's temperature. Loo Yaxin saw that it read 43 degrees, and felt a darkness before her eyes, nearly fainting from fright; thankfully, Situ Haotian was quick to catch her. "Yaxin, what's wrong?"
