He’s Not Important

Xian Guiying held Qin Gengxin's shirt and looked at him for a long time. Qin Gengxin's body felt hot and uncomfortable, and once his clothes were taken off, he seemed to feel better. He lay there with his eyes closed, breathing a sigh of relief.

After looking at him for a moment, Xian Guiying grabbed the thermometer and put it under his armpit.

Forty degrees.

She got up and took off his pants, but she didn't take off his black boxer. She began wiping his body with a wet towel, and as she did so, her fingers brushed his face. 

After cleaning him, she took an ice pack from the refrigerator, covered it with a clean towel, and placed it on Qin Gengxin's forehead.

He had a high fever, but he also disliked taking medicine or receiving injections.