Mu Mu Is Sick

Gu Qingyao examined him. He had a cold and was running a fever. He was severely ill and he was so young that his brain might be damaged if the fever continued.

She hurriedly took some medicine from her small bag for him. Ever since she had acquired her interspace, Gu Qingyao had gotten into the habit of bringing a small sling bag along so that she could take items out whenever she wanted.

Gu Qingyao stripped away the stiff and tattered quilted jacket that was completely unable to keep out the cold. Then she undid her large quilted jacket and bundled the entire child against her chest.

She was warm and the quilted jacket was made of modern silk floss. It was soft, light and warm. Although she had made the outer layer out of old material, the quilted jacket was very comfortable to wear.

Mu Mu was already unconscious with fever. When Gu Qingyao put him against her chest, he opened his eyes weakly and glanced at Gu Qingyao before fainting again.