The moron walked back to Zhang Ni's side, looking somewhat absent-minded.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Ni asked.
The moron shook his head, saying, "Ni, you should go to the store in the afternoon. I'll stay here with my mom."
Zhang Ni said, "Alright, the store needs someone. I'll come to relieve you in the evening. By the way, what does your mom like to eat? I'll cook some and bring it over."
The moron replied, "She probably can't eat much now. Just make some red bean porridge and bring it over."
"Okay, I got it." Zhang Ni patted the moron, "Don't worry, the doctor also said it's nothing serious."
The moron stayed in the hospital all afternoon; Qin Xianglian was in a deep sleep the whole time. The nurse would check her temperature every hour and record it. Qin Xianglian's temperature was indeed going down.
After Chu Scholar returned to his ward, he couldn't hold back and called Jiang Xiaobai.
"Boss, President Qin is ill."
