It's not very cool; instead, there's a slight fever, though not as hot as Qin Mu, but it's definitely a fever.
"Sister Li? Sister Li? Please help me find a thermometer!"
Feng Fanghua sat back down and immediately called the maid from inside.
"Hey! Right away!"
The maid immediately put down what she was doing to find the thermometer.
Mu Yichen was forced to hold the thermometer in his mouth, looking at Mrs. Feng with a sense of disillusionment.
"Mom, I'm so grown up now, and you're still treating me like a child?"
Mu Yichen asked her helplessly.
"No matter how old you are, you're still my son. Don't talk!"
Feng Fanghua said fiercely to him.
Thirty-eight degrees, it is indeed a fever.
As Feng Fanghua sighed, he himself frowned at this little injury.
If it hadn't rained yesterday, he might not have gotten a fever.
"It must have been that girl who infected you. I should have separated you two and put you in isolation."
Feng Fanghua started whining again.
