Yan Hua Keqi

Chapter 89

Before the door opened, Mama Yan's loud voice pierced through.

Yan's mother had already cooked breakfast, and found that her daughter hadn't woken up yet, so she came over to call for her.When she opened the door and entered, she turned on the light and saw her daughter lying on the bed. She walked over to push her and found that she didn't respond. She couldn't help but feel a little strange. When she looked closely, she found that her face was flushed.

Mother Yan reached out her hand to touch her daughter's forehead, and found that she was not only sweating, but also very hot, and immediately called out: "Lao Yan, come here quickly, your girl has a fever."

Father Yan, who was reading the newspaper, threw away the newspaper and ran over quickly. Even Yan Lang, who had just woken up, also came over in his pajamas.

When Yan's mother yelled loudly, Yan Hua had already woken up, but her head was groggy, her reaction was much slower than usual, her eyelids were drooping, her eyes were half-opened, and she stared blankly at the three people who appeared in front of the bed. My eyes were blurred, and it took me a while to see who the three people in front of the bed were.

"Dad, Mom, Alan..."

Papa Yan and Yan Lang took turns reaching out to touch her forehead, and when they found that it was really hot, Papa Yan immediately said: "Ah Hui, go get a thermometer to test Ah Hua's temperature, if the temperature is high, send her to a clinic outside the community to let her Doctor Wu, take a look."

Yan's mother hurried to get the thermometer and shook her daughter under her armpit, then pushed her son who was surrounded by the bed, "Go, go, go and have breakfast, so as not to be late for school."

Although Yan Lang was very worried about his sister, but with his parents around, he still had to do what he should do, so he could only obediently go to have breakfast.But he took breakfast and ran back to his sister's room, watching his parents help her sit up and feed her water.

"Sister, how do you feel?" Yan Lang asked while eating breakfast.

Yan Hua was leaning on the pillow with her eyes closed, her hair was wet with cold sweat from her forehead, a sickly flush appeared on her cheeks, but her lips were so dry that there was dead skin.

"It's hard..." She said weakly, her head was still dizzy, as if a hammer was hammering her, she wished she could lie down and sleep in the dark, but she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't sleep.

Yan Lang looked at her sympathetically, and said, "It seems that you can't go to school today, Dad, remember to call the school to help your sister ask for leave."

Father Yan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his daughter, took a clean towel to help her wipe off her cold sweat, and replied after hearing it: "No problem."

After waiting for 5 minutes, I took out the thermometer and found that the temperature was as high as 39 degrees. Go to the clinic below the community.

(End of this chapter)