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... o take him to the hospital but I won’t be able to get a ride at this hour.”
“Wait for me. I’ll be right over.” Feng Zeyu put on his pants, grabbed his jacket and was on his way out the door.
After hanging up on the call, Shu Yan gave Tianbao some fever-reducing drugs before she fetched some rubbing alcohol and rubbed them in his armpit and the inside of his elbow. Slowly, his temperature seemed to have gone down a little. She checked his temperature again, 39.4 degrees. He was sl ...
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