Bab 693: 693, seems to have a bit of a fever.

Waking up the next day, Mo Weiyi's head was foggy, as if jarred by a nightmare.

She barely made an attempt to sit upright before collapsing back onto the bed.

Wrapping herself tightly in a thin quilt, she just lay there, listening to the sound of water from the bathroom.

After a while, the sound finally stopped, and the tall, aloof man emerged.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xiao Yebai placed his well-defined hand on her forehead to feel her temperature.

As expected.

"Seems like you have a bit of a fever."

Instantly, Mo Weiyi knitted her delicate face in frustration.

No wonder she felt uncomfortable all over.

She asked, "Xiaobai, what time is it?"

Xiao Yebai glanced at the time. "Nine twenty."

Nine twenty already?

Mo Weiyi quickly said, "I want to visit grandpa in hospital."

"I just spoke to Uncle Shi on the phone, he said grandpa woke up this morning in good spirits and even had a bowl of millet porridge. It should be nothing serious."