Although the man was in a coma, his dry lips felt an occasional chill, instinctively, he slightly opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to lick.
Le Tong knew he was probably thirsty, but didn't dare to move him casually, so she patiently used a cotton swab to moisten his lips little by little, repeatedly.
This boring and tedious action was repeated by Le Tong for almost half an hour, then, she noticed that the man's pale face started to show a peculiar redness.
Looking again at the man's forehead, she noticed at some point a layer of fine sweat had appeared.
Le Tong felt something was wrong, reaching out to touch the man's face and forehead, indeed it was burning hot.
She hurriedly pressed the bell, and the doctor and nurse quickly arrived, giving Ji Rui a shot to reduce the fever. The feverish man only frowned, not making a sound the entire time.
