before dawn arrived.
---------
"Did I scare you?" Lin Baohe said to his wife, who was sitting at the head of the bed, holding his hand with a worried look on her face. He smiled weakly, "Don't worry, I just got a bit worked up, it'll pass soon."
"Stop talking now, get some more sleep." Zhao Yulan wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, forcing a smile that was almost a cry.
Lin Baohe then fell asleep again.
At that time, Luo Gangshun had fetched Doctor Chaeng.
"Doctor..." Zhao Yulan quickly stood up, "He just woke up, and now he's fallen asleep again, his temperature is 39.8℃."
Doctor Chaeng nodded, examined Lin Baohe's complexion closely, then placed his stethoscope on his chest to listen carefully for a while, exhaling softly: "The patient's condition has improved, the fever will gradually subside. Once he wakes up, the family should reassure him more, medicine cures the body, not the spirit."
