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Sheng Shushu was momentarily stunned.
Looking at his earnest expression, she suddenly couldn't laugh.
Even her mother who passed away early knew that a fever required care. Xiao Yu had a "mother" in the orphanage, too. Was it possible that no one had ever taken care of him when he had a fever?
So, did he really believe that the common sense was to let a fever subside on its own?
At that moment, Sheng Shushu very much wanted to return to her past life and ask Xiao Yu, when he said those words to her, whether he was being cold-hearted or if he genuinely misunderstood common sense?
"No," Sheng Shushu glanced at him.
"A fever can kill someone, you must take medicine," she said expressionlessly as she handed over the medicine.
Xiao Yu hesitated for only a moment before grasping her fingertips, and using her hand, he wrapped the medicine in his mouth.
Sheng Shushu's body tensed.
