LOT -Chapter 266 Falling Ill

In the end, Bai Xiao still couldn’t argue his way past Lin Mo, and the two of them got up in the middle of the night to go dig up the silver.

The night was actually quite cool, yet the two of them went out wearing only thin inner garments.

The maid on night duty was truly anxious. She wanted to add more clothes for these two ancestors, but if she went out, she would expose herself, so she could only watch helplessly as the two of them, dressed so lightly, went off to dig in the dirt.

After digging up the silver, Lin Mo finally relaxed. She dragged out the box from under her bed and put the silver inside.

“Now I can relax. It’s safest to keep it under the bed.”

Bai Xiao was already half-dead from sleepiness. “Can we sleep now? I’m exhausted! Your energy is just way too good.”

Going out to catch the cold wind in the middle of the night finally brought its retribution. Lin Mo started running a fever early the next morning, and Bai Xiao was woken up when he pressed against her forehead and found it scorching hot.

“Mo Mo! Mo Mo, wake up!”

Lin Mo lay there with her mouth slightly open, her cheeks burning red. Bai Xiao was frightened by how she looked. He immediately scrambled up, rolling and crawling back to his own courtyard, then rushed in through the main gate.

The maids outside were startled—since when had this ancestor gone over to the neighboring courtyard?

“Mo Mo! Mo Mo, wake up!”

Bai Xiao was completely panicked. He touched Lin Mo’s face, then immediately had someone go summon Minister Lin and the others.

“Dad~ I want to be held~” Lin Mo groggily opened her eyes and, with a crying tone, called out for her parents.

Minister Lin and his wife were just about to head to court when someone came to report the news. Minister Lin was so shocked that he nearly rushed out without even putting on his boots.

“How could she have a fever?! Didn’t she cover herself properly last night?!”

Madam Lin didn’t even have time to fix her hair. She hastily threw on some clothes and hurried out.

Lin Qi and Lin Ran also rushed over.

“Qi’er, hurry to court,” Madam Lin said. “Then help us ask His Majesty for leave. Your sister caught a chill and has a fever—see if you can bring an imperial physician back!”

Lin Qi nodded gravely, glancing worriedly toward Lin Mo’s courtyard.

“Wuwuwu~ Dad, my head hurts,” Lin Mo lay on the bed crying softly, her eyes half-closed, her face flushed red.

Minister Lin sat by her bed, gently patting her and comforting her. “It’s okay, it’s okay. The doctor will be here soon.”

Madam Lin dabbed Lin Mo’s face bit by bit with a handkerchief, her tears never stopping from the moment she entered.

“She hasn’t been sick in so long—how did she suddenly fall ill today? And so badly, too.”

Bai Xiao stood to the side with his neck drawn in, full of guilt. If only he had stopped Lin Mo last night.

As Lin Mo slept, she began to sob softly—probably because she really felt miserable all over.

“Dad~ I want a piggyback… Mom~ I want to hear a story…” Lin Mo was completely feverish and confused.

Minister Lin picked her up and carried her on his back, walking in circles around the room, while Madam Lin softly told her stories.

Lin Ran had already had someone prepare the medicine. This kind of division of labor had always been the same since childhood.

Whenever Lin Mo fell ill, she was always coaxed by her parents, with her siblings taking care of her.

When the emperor learned that Lin Mo was sick, he nearly couldn’t restrain himself from jumping straight down from the dragon throne.

“How could she be sick?! That little girl’s health is so good—how could she fall ill?!”

“Is it serious? What are you all still doing here? Hurry and send the imperial physicians over! Send several of them!”

This was truly a pillar of the nation—if this pillar fell ill, it was a major matter!

That entire morning, the emperor and all the officials were distracted, afraid that something might happen to this little ancestor.

Some even planned to visit after court, bringing tonic herbs and supplements—after all, a serious illness required nourishment afterward.

Imperial Physician Zhao and Imperial Physician Lin were both dispatched. When they arrived at the Lin residence and saw Minister Lin carrying Lin Mo on his back and coaxing her, they sighed.

Truly, the hearts of parents the world over are the same.

After a careful examination, Imperial Physician Zhao finally relaxed and said, “There’s nothing serious. She caught a chill last night, and since Young Lord Lin hasn’t been sick for a long time, her body wasn’t well adapted, so it seemed more severe.”

“After a few doses of medicine, the fever should come down. But during this period, she must still be a bit careful. It’s the season of transition now—the temperature at night is much lower than during the day. After this illness, Young Lord Lin’s body may become much weaker and will need attentive care, otherwise it’s easy to leave lingering problems.”

A fever could be big or small—every year, many people die unfortunately from catching colds and developing fevers. Everyone’s constitution is different; there’s no helping it.

Madam Lin quickly thanked Imperial Physician Zhao.

When Lin Mo woke up, it was already evening. Bai Xiao had been guarding her bedside the entire time. Minister Lin and Madam Lin had originally planned to keep watch as well, but Minister Lin still had official duties to attend to and couldn’t stay constantly.

Madam Lin, after such a fright and emotional turmoil, couldn’t take it either and was persuaded to rest, though she only lay down on the nearby couch—she didn’t dare go far.

“Xiao Bai, I’m hungry,” Lin Mo said, startling Bai Xiao.

“My little ancestor, you’re finally awake! Do you know you were sick today? You scared me to death this morning.”

Bai Xiao had truly been terrified—he had never encountered a situation like this before.

Lin Mo giggled, touched her forehead, and said, “Oh, people get sick sometimes. Is there anything to eat? I’m hungry.”

Hearing the commotion, Madam Lin hurried over as well. “You still want to eat? Hurry and tell me what you did last night to get yourself into this state. Do you know how worried you made us?!”

This little rascal was truly infuriating—today had been frightening beyond words.

Lin Mo’s eyes darted around, not daring to meet her mother’s gaze.

But her inner thoughts betrayed her:【I didn’t expect that just going out to dig up some silver last night would make me sick. It didn’t even feel that cold—just caught a bit of wind. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have buried that silver under the tree.】

Madam Lin: …

She was truly about to laugh in anger. Burying silver under a tree—how did you even think of that?!

Forget it, forget it. Since the girl was sick, she wouldn’t argue with her.

Lin Ran brought over a bowl of plain porridge and poked his sister’s forehead irritably. “Your body is like this—you either don’t get sick at all, or when you do, it’s serious every time. Every illness is dangerous. You’re already so grown up—can’t you pay a bit more attention to your health?”

Lin Mo was scolded until she didn’t dare say a word, only taking small sips of porridge.

She really hadn’t expected to fall ill either—she couldn’t even remember the last time she’d been sick.

Ji Qianhua appeared at some point as well. “Little chubby, why don’t you train martial arts with me every day? It’d be good exercise for your body.”