In an instant, Qin Xue thought a lot about things. To her, children are the sky and the earth; their thoughts are the purest.
She wondered if others knew she thought this way, would they find her a bit fanciful, or say she's naïve?
"She's quite feverish. Haven't you taken her to see a doctor?" Qin Xue looked at the red-faced Xu Jia, wondering why she was still covered with such a thick blanket.
Qin Xue saw a towel nearby, picked it up, and wiped the sweat off Xu Jia, then pulled back the blanket.
"Qin Xue, if you pull it back, won't she sweat out?" Yu Xiu had seen her feeling cold in the morning, so she covered her with the blanket. Now seeing so much sweat and Qin Xue uncovering her, Yu Xiu was worried about her sweating too much, making the wind-cold enter her body, making it harder for her to recover.
