Chapter 180: Fever

"Ah." A hint of disappointment flashed across Miao Qi's face as she pursed her lips and glanced inside.

The courtyard was spotless, with no fallen leaves on the ground, and was very clean and tidy. How could it be messy? It's clearly because this person didn't want to let me in to sit down.

Seeing her like this, Qi Mo quickly said, "I live alone, so the house isn't very tidy. How about I clean it up in a few days and then invite you over?"

Miao Qi thought about it for a moment and thought it was a good idea. After all, they had only just met today, and it seemed inappropriate to suddenly enter someone's home as a guest. So she nodded in agreement.

"Alright then, I'll come find you again in three days. Remember to clean your house up, okay?"

Qi Mo gave an awkward laugh and responded twice. After watching her figure leave, he closed the door and turned back to his study.

The rest of the room was fine, but the study was a complete mess.

Qi Mo looked at the books scattered everywhere, scratched his head, and thought to himself, "This is quite a project."

He sighed and muttered to himself, "Never mind, I made a promise, so I have to keep it."

Qi Mo let out a long sigh and began tidying up the study.

Three days later, Miao Qi arrived. She had specially changed into a newly bought pink dress and carefully dressed herself up.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, which opened shortly afterward.

The moment Qi Mo saw her, a look of surprise flashed across his face, but then he realized that it wasn't appropriate for him to stare at her like that, so he quickly looked away.

"You've arrived, young lady. Please come in."

Qi Mo lowered his head and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Miao Qi walked in confidently, looked around, and saw that the ground in the yard was clean and the green plants were trimmed beautifully.

She followed Qi Mo into the front hall, saw that the chairs were spotless, and sat down.

Qi Mo had prepared tea in advance and poured her a cup: "Miss, please have some tea."

After handing the tea to the person in front of him, he sat down on a chair and stopped talking.

After taking a sip of tea, Miao Qi thought about talking to him, but she didn't know what to say for a moment, so she stopped.

A faint awkwardness filled the air.

Fortunately, Miao Qi was quick-witted and started chatting with the person in front of her about the green plants in the yard.

Although Qi Mo was introverted, he answered every question and even chatted with people from time to time.

The two sat in the front hall, chatting for an entire afternoon.

Miao Qi felt her voice getting hoarse, so she got up to say goodbye.

Before leaving, she looked at the person in front of her with a smile and said, "I'll come to visit you again tomorrow."

Qi Mo really wanted to refuse, because he wanted to stay in his study by himself and read books tomorrow, but looking at the girl's bright eyes, he didn't know how to refuse for a moment.

Miao Qi tacitly accepted his agreement and immediately waved goodbye with a beaming smile.

Qi Mo watched her figure walk further and further away, sighed deeply, and went back home.

I must refuse her tomorrow.

The same scene played out again the next day, and Qi Mo still couldn't bring himself to refuse.

So, Miao Qi came at the same time on the third day.

As the days went by, Miao Qi went to Qi Mo's house almost every day. Sometimes she would sit and chat with him, and sometimes she would go into the study and read books with him.

Qi Mo gradually got used to having this person by his side, until one afternoon when Miao Qi still hadn't arrived.

He felt something was off and wanted to go out to find her, but he didn't know where she lived, so he could only stand at the gate and wait.

In the dead of winter, the cold wind blew in gusts, and even as night fell, Miao Qi did not appear.

Qi Mo returned to his room disappointed, his mind filled with thoughts of why she hadn't come.

Perhaps because he had been standing at the door for too long, Qi Mo developed a high fever that night, and became delirious with fever.

Since he was the only person in the Qi family, no one noticed.

By noon the next day, Miao Qi had been knocking on the door for a long time, but no one answered. Suspicious, she went to ask the owner of the steamed bun shop across the street.

"Boss, did Qi Mo go out today?"

The owner of the steamed bun shop looked up and saw the girl who had been coming to buy steamed buns from his shop for the past few days. He smiled and said...

"I didn't see him leave. What's wrong, young lady?"

Miao Qi felt strange and muttered to herself, "Why didn't he say anything if he didn't go out? I've been knocking on the door for so long, but he hasn't come to open it. Could it be that he's tired of me?"

Upon hearing this, the owner of the steamed bun shop slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I remember now, he was standing at the door all afternoon yesterday, I don't know who he was waiting for. I saw him when I came back after buying meat this afternoon. It was so cold yesterday afternoon, could he have caught a cold from the wind?"

"Is he sick?!" Miao Qi exclaimed in surprise, instantly becoming anxious.

He lives alone, so no one would notice if he got sick. What if he developed a fever and there was no one to take care of him...

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Looking at the low wall, she immediately borrowed two stools from the shop owner and decided to climb it.

The owner of the steamed bun shop immediately followed, muttering, "Oh dear, young lady, slow down, slow down! Falling off that wall can kill someone! Be careful!"

He muttered to himself as he helped her climb over the wall.

After all, he had watched Qi Mo grow up, and if something really happened to him, his conscience wouldn't allow it.

With the help of the steamed bun shop owner, Miao Qi climbed onto the top of the wall. Looking at the rather high wall, she gritted her teeth and jumped down.

She easily found Qi Mo's bedroom, and as soon as she pushed open the door, she saw the boy lying on the ground.

Miao Qi panicked instantly and rushed over to help him. As soon as she touched him, she felt that he was burning hot.

Why is it so hot?

When I touched my forehead, it was frighteningly hot.

Miao Qi hurriedly helped him onto the bed, then quickly ran out. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the owner of the steamed bun shop rushing over nervously.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Is Qi Mo inside?"

"Yes, he has a fever. I'll go get him a doctor right away."

After hurriedly finishing her sentence, Miao Qi prepared to run towards the clinic.

“He needs someone to take care of him right now. You go and look after him. I’ll go get a doctor.”

The owner of the steamed bun shop said this, and the next second he ran towards the clinic.

Upon seeing this, Miao Qi didn't refuse and immediately ran back to the bedroom to take care of him.

The doctor arrived quickly, took my pulse, prescribed some medicine, gave me many instructions, and then left.

Once the situation stabilized, the owner of the steamed bun shop returned to his shop and continued working.

"Miss, I'm right across from you. Just call me if you need anything."

"Okay, thank you very much, Uncle." Miao Qi had calmed down by now and thanked him sincerely.