"Wake up, it's time to eat."
However, the person in bed did not make a sound.
Song Yun raised her voice a little louder this time:
"Get up and eat breakfast. I've prepared a delicious braised pork knuckle for you."
There was still no movement.
Song Yun turned on the light immediately.
Only then did he see the child curled up on the bed, clutching his stomach with his hands and frowning.
"Chen Bai, what's wrong?"
Song Yun noticed something was wrong and reached out to shake him.
However, the person in bed still did not respond.
Song Yun touched his forehead; it was burning hot.
He took out his phone and called his private doctor, then asked the housekeeper to bring up some water.
He placed Shen Bai on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and then went to the bathroom to wet a towel and place it on Shen Bai's burning forehead.
Seeing his pale face, Song Yun felt a strange sense of panic.
Fifteen minutes later, Ji Ning came up and saw Song Yun with a grim expression.
"Mr. Song, are you feeling unwell?"
Song Yun pointed to the person on the bed.
"It wasn't me, it was him."
"Young Master Bai hasn't come downstairs since lunch. I thought he hadn't slept well last night, but I didn't expect he had a fever."
Butler Li, standing to the side, was also extremely anxious.
Ji Ning was the Song family's private doctor. He didn't know when the Song family had acquired a young master named Xiaobai, but he didn't ask any questions. He just went to the bedside to examine the patient.
Seeing him clutching his stomach in discomfort, Ji Ning took his pulse again.
"What did Young Master Bai eat today?"
Butler Li recited what Shen Bai had eaten that morning like a menu, except that he only ate rice for lunch.
"You only ate rice for lunch? Are you sure?"
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