She raised her hand and touched his forehead. It was so hot that it was a little scary.
"Master, you have a fever?"
Ye Ling had a fever, and Zhong Ran had already taken him to the hospital to see a doctor. He was given an injection and took some medication. Shen Qianshu measured his temperature again. It was 38 degrees Celsius. Zhong Ran said, "Master's temperature was 39 degrees Celsius for the past few days, and he was still unwilling to go to the hospital."
"Has it been burning like this all the time?"
Zhong Ran nodded.
"And this hasn't burnt him into a fool?"
Everyone was speechless. "…"
Meng Qi was angry. "How much do you wish for my brother to be burnt into a fool!"
Shen Qianshu went to the kitchen and asked if there was Soju. There was a lot of red wine and champagne in the castle in Paris, yet there was really no Soju. Shen Qianshu kicked Meng Qi out to look for Soju, and Meng Qi was so angry that he wanted to hit her.