Lin Xiaoguai had always been in good health, although at the beginning of her marriage, she suffered from a high fever coma and a near miscarriage, but since then, she hadn't fallen seriously ill. Whenever the seasons changed and she caught a cold, she would simply add an extra blanket over herself to sweat it out, and all would be well.
Today, however, was quite serious.
Shen Chi wasn't panicking, but he was a little scared.
He quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, then rummaged through the family medicine box, took out the thermometer, and checked Lin Xiaoguai's body temperature—38 degrees. He sighed in relief; the problem wasn't serious.
After some hesitation, he decided not to take her to the hospital. It was too cold outside, and going to the hospital would mean changing clothes and washing up, which could be more trouble than it was worth, compared to resting at home.
