"Miss Gu, oh, it's bad. Young Master has fainted, you gotta come take a look." Aunt Zhou said anxiously from the other side of the room.
"..."
When Gu Qingxin came to Beiming Han's bedroom, he was collapsed on the bed, eyes tightly closed. It was only when she got to his side that she noticed a strange flush spread across his face. She extended a hand to touch his forehead, it was scorchingly hot.
"Is he running a fever?" Gu Qingxin asked, hastily standing up.
"Yes, Doctor Bai told us that Young Master was feverish since yesterday. It seems to be because the wound on his hand got inflamed." Aunt Zhou explained in a tearful voice.
Gu Qingxin grimaced, irritably, "Did you guys have any cooling pads?"
"Yes! I'll go get it, it is in the refrigerator downstairs." Aunt Zhou quickly turned around to leave.
Gu Qingxin, ignoring her own discomfort, fetched a container of tepid water from the bathroom and started to wipe his face and neck clean.