"Have you tried the medication?" Lu Tingxiao asked.
Qin Mufeng, who was trying to reduce Little Treasure's temperature with alcohol, wiped the sweat from his forehead and straightened up. He looked serious as he said, "I have, it's the same as before, it's helpful immediately, but very soon, the temperature went up again. Little Treasure's body is too weak and he is not used to the frequent use of such strong medicine. Sedatives are out of the question as well, or else it would be of further harm to him than the illness!"
Yan Ruyi cried as she watched the body of her dearest grandson twitch helplessly, "Well, we can't watch Little Treasure continue like this! All you doctors, aren't you all of top-notch quality? Why can't you treat a fever like this?"
