After she came out of the swimming pool that day, she developed a high fever and the cold just wouldn’t go away.
"Mhmm," she nodded faintly, her voice nasally.
Gu Yixuan frowned, "It’s been two days, why isn’t it getting any better? Come on, let’s go to the hospital and get a second opinion."
He reached out to take her hand, but Mo Ran didn’t move, "I don’t want to go."
She felt very uncomfortable and didn’t want to be moving around.
"How will the illness get better if you don’t go?" Gu Yixuan retorted.
"It will get better after taking medicine, let’s try the medication for a few days first," she said while pulling out a tissue to wipe her nose, which had become red and swollen from rubbing. Fresh chapters posted on NoveIＦire.net
The cold was really unpleasant; her health had always been good, and she rarely caught colds. This time, the illness hit her hard, somewhat overwhelming her.
Gu Yixuan frowned again, "You must come with me!"
A flicker of displeasure crossed Mo Ran’s eyes; she hated his forcefulness. She bit her lip, but still, she didn’t fight back.
If she had to go, then so be it. She slowly stood up, her footsteps unsteady. Her eyes were red and brimming with tears.
Seeing her , Gu Yixuan knew her cold had gotten worse; he reached out again to touch her forehead but still couldn’t feel anything.
"You don’t have a fever?" he murmured, puzzled.
His hands were always warm; he could never tell whether she really had a fever or not.
At the hospital, the doctor took Mo Ran’s temperature—it was 38.8 degrees Celsius, a high fever that required an IV.
Hearing this, Gu Yixuan’s brow furrowed deeply. With such a high fever, if they had delayed any longer, who knows if it would have scrambled her brain.
Lying in the hospital bed, Mo Ran glanced at Gu Yixuan sitting beside her and said indifferently, "You can go back; I can stay here by myself. I’ll return home in the morning."
He glanced at her and said nothing.
Despite the heating in the hospital room, it still didn’t feel warm enough. Gu Yixuan sat in the chair, hardly moving at all, without showing any signs of impatience.
Ever since that day, Mo Ran’s attitude toward him had become indifferent. Always cold, no matter what you said to her, she would just nod; whatever you asked her to do, she would comply. But she lacked her previous initiative and the fierceness she had before.
In a word, she seemed to have lost her vitality.
This made Gu Yixuan feel powerless, but he couldn’t help it; he had caused this and couldn’t say anything...