"Once the child recovers, he should no longer be moving around. Tell your master not to come over anymore. I will finish things up here soon and go back to accompany them." Jiang Yichun said to the dark guard, "Also, be careful when you're in the capital and take good care of yourself."
"Yes." The dark guard replied.
By the time Bai Ruozhu received the report from the dark guard, Dengdeng's fever had subsided and he had broken out in a rash. Even though she knew the rash was harmless, seeing her child covered in red spots was still a heartbreaking sight.
Dengdeng still loved to laugh and was especially cheerful playing around on his bed, but his appetite wasn't as good as before, he could only eat less than half a bowl of his beloved millet porridge.
Lin Zhenghui came to visit, concerned, he asked, "Are you sure he doesn't need medication for this? Won't you try to heal him, or should we get a doctor to see Dengdeng?"