"Why haven't you changed clothes yet?" Sophie Wilson waited for ages downstairs but didn't see Charles Seymour coming down, thinking he might be up to something, so she went upstairs to have a look.
One glance at him, and Sophie got quite a scare, hurriedly taking two steps forward and touching his forehead: "Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
It was warm, but not scorching.
Sophie Wilson frowned and started pulling Charles Seymour's hand to drag him downstairs: "Come on, let's go to the hospital."
But she didn't manage to pull him.
Sophie turned her head and saw Charles speaking very calmly: "I'm fine, just a bit hot, a shower will do."
Sophie blinked a couple of times; she really didn't know that a fever could be cured by taking a shower. What kind of latest treatment is this?
She looked down at the hand holding her wrist, the palm in contact with her skin was also burning hot, even sweating.
And he says... it's nothing?
