"Uh...really?" Kangkang hasn't been sick for many years, so he can't even remember what it feels like to be sick.

"Yes! Is there a thermometer?" he asked.

"It's okay. I'll just find a fever-reducing medicine and take it later." Kangkang thought it was nothing serious.

"Where else do you feel uncomfortable? Headache? Sore throat?" He frowned and asked.

"A little bit of it!" Kangkang answered truthfully.

"How can you just take a fever-reducing medicine like this?" He seemed a little unhappy.

"I'll take some more cold medicine."

"I'll take you to the hospital and prescribe some medicine. If it doesn't work, I'll give you water." Lin Ruoqian said extremely seriously, then turned around and called the hospital.

"No, really no, I can just take some medicine myself." Kangkang quickly refused.

"You got sick because you were painting for me. I have to take responsibility." Lin Ruoqian said it was reasonable. When the call was connected, he immediately ordered the other party to register.

"Are you really sick? Listen to Ruoqian and go to the hospital." Grandma Feng appeared out of nowhere and nervously held her granddaughter's hand.
Chapter completed!