"Nuannuan, don't scare me!"
"Nuannuan, wake up."
"Nuannuan, open your eyes and look at me. Don't sleep, you can't sleep. Open your eyes, and I'll agree to anything you say."
The Filipina maid saw him lose his composure for the first time, her mouth slightly agape, observed Jiang Nuan's condition, and softly reminded, "Sir, please don't panic, first check if Miss Susan has hit her forehead. If not, her face looks very red, see if she has a fever."
Although Fu Yi did not look at her after hearing this, he promptly checked Jiang Nuan's forehead and body as she suggested. After confirming there were no injuries, he placed his hand on her forehead.
The skin felt scorching hot, the temperature was so high that it was obvious she had a fever even without a thermometer.
It must have been because she went out last night in her nightgown and spent half the night in the wind. It was cold outside, and she kept crying, which must have led to her catching a cold.
