Chuxia rummaged through the pile of medicine and found the mercury thermometer.
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She didn't even have the energy to shake off the heat, so she taught Cen Huaian that she needed to take her own temperature.
As she expected, it was 38.5℃, a high fever.
Chuxia found some antipyretic medicine and said to Cen Huaian, "An'an, pour me half a glass of water."
The thermos was in the room. Cen Huaian got out of bed immediately, without even bothering to put on his short sleeves. He quickly filled half an enamel cup with water and carefully brought it to Chu Xia.
Chuxia tried to sit up by holding onto the bed, but she felt weak all over and it was very difficult for her to get up.
Seeing this, Cen Huaian immediately put the enamel cup on the table beside the bed: "Mom, I'll help you."
He climbed onto the bed and used all his strength to pull Chuxia up.
This action was so funny that Chu Xia couldn't help laughing and almost fell down again.
However, she still followed Cen Huaian's strength, tried her best, and sat up on the bed.
Leaning against the head of the bed, Chuxia took a fever-reducing pill.
The antipyretic medicine didn't work that quickly, and she couldn't get up to cook in her current state.
"An An."
"Mom." After Chu Xia fell ill, Cen Huaian completely forgot about the estrangement he felt towards Chu Xia. He only thought about how to make his mother get better quickly.
Children are like this. No matter how much they hate their mother, they still want to regain their mother's love.
There is hate where there is love.
Chuxia's throat was also uncomfortable, and she spoke weakly: "I have some change in my pocket, take it and buy some buns at the gate of the family compound."
Now that the market is open, there are already smart people pushing tricycles to sell food, especially in front of textile factories and residential quarters.
Everyone knows that these workers have money and many people will buy from them, so there are people setting up stalls nearby every day.
There are not only shops selling steamed buns, but also fried dough sticks, wontons, and tofu pudding.
It’s just that Cen Huaian is small, and it’s easy for him to get burned when he brings back the soup he buys.
There were no plastic boxes for tight packaging like in later generations. If you bought tofu pudding and wontons, you either had to eat them there or bring your own bowl to get them. The distance from the gate of the staff quarters to your home was long and unsafe.
Cen Huaian took the money and was about to run out, but Chu Xia stopped him and said, "Put on your clothes."
Chu Xia felt groggy. After Cen Huaian ran out, she lay down again and closed her eyes, wanting only to sleep.
The family building is not soundproof, and she can hear the sounds of cooking, talking, and children making noises outside.
It was in this kind of environment in early summer that I felt drowsy, as if I was asleep, but also as if I was not asleep. The sounds seemed to be separated by a layer and could not be heard clearly.
She seemed to hear Sister Li asking Cen Huaian where she had been.
She didn't hear clearly what Cen Huaian said, and she felt like she was dreaming.
It was not until Sister Li's voice exploded above her head and she opened her eyes that she realized what she had heard was true.
"Oh, the fever is quite severe." Sister Li touched her forehead, then touched her own forehead, slapped her thigh and said, "We have to go see a doctor!"
Chu Xia shook her head: "I just took some medicine. Let me sleep for a while and see if it doesn't work. I'll see a doctor later."
She knew what was wrong with her body, and that having a fever was normal, so she went to the doctor and took the same medicine.