C32 32 She Is Sick

As dawn approached, Mo Xiling awoke as he did every morning, ready to rise from bed when he sensed something amiss.

The woman cradled in his arms was not resting peacefully; her body trembled subtly. After a moment's hesitation, he reached out to feel her forehead and was startled by its scorching heat.

He turned Qiao Yiyi over to find her cheeks flushed with an unnatural rosiness