"Oh my goodness, my dear elder sister! If you keep going on like this, your brain will get fried."
"I... I have fever medicine," Li Qiyi weakly lets her left hand hang by her side while resting her right arm on her forehead. Her eyes are squinted into a line, her face flushed.
You instinctively turn your head towards the small box, laying Li Qiyi flat on the sofa, walking to the small medicine bag, reaching out to pick up the small box. When you see the three characters "Antipyretic suppository," it's as if lightning strikes you, leaving you completely dumbfounded.
"This... this, sis, this..."
Turning your head again, you find Li Qiyi has fainted from the fever.
This is the first time in your life that you've hesitated, been indecisive, and even a bit scared.
What do I do about this?
Li Qiyi's condition has become increasingly serious. You know you can't wait any longer, or else her brain really might get fried.
