After falling a few times in the snow, Xiao Mo had assumed that, with his sturdy physique, nothing would happen to him.
Besides, once they returned to the room, his mother had given him a hot bath and changed his clothes.
But things had turned out otherwise.
Early the next morning, when Xiao Mo woke up, he discovered that he had a fever after all.
Lying in bed, Xiao Mo had never expected the first fever in his newly born body to feel so awful. His whole body felt as though it were floating.
"Mo'er, what's wrong?"
Seeing her child's flushed cheeks and the hot breaths he kept panting out, Zhou Ruoxi was startled and hurriedly felt Xiao Mo's forehead.
The moment she touched it, she found it burning hot.
"Cuicui, Mo'er has a fever! Hurry and fetch a doctor!" Zhou Ruoxi cried anxiously to Cuicui.
"What? The young master has a fever?" Cuicui was equally startled. "Don't worry, madam. I'll fetch a doctor right away!"
With that, Cuicui hurried outside.
"What should I do... what should I do..."
After Cuicui left, Zhou Ruoxi paced back and forth anxiously.
But she soon calmed herself, hurriedly fetched a basin of warm water, dampened a washcloth, and wiped her child's body.
As the seconds and minutes passed without the doctor arriving, Zhou Ruoxi grew desperately anxious.
She had never felt time drag on so slowly.
After the time it took two incense sticks to burn, the doctor finally arrived.
"There's no need to worry, madam. Cold has entered the little young master's body. I'll prescribe some medicine. Give it to him three times a day, and he'll be fine."
The doctor spoke to Zhou Ruoxi after examining Xiao Mo.
"Thank you for your trouble, doctor."
Zhou Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief