"I …" Larissa bit her lip. She looked up at Kevan in a pitiful manner, her voice as whiny as a newborn kitten. "I don't feel good."

The flush on her face never disappeared. The heat from her body spread to Kevan's skin from Larissa's palm.

Kevan's feigned calmness shattered at once.

He retreated to her side and felt her forehead with his free hand. The burning heat made him frown. "Why is your fever still so high?"

Larissa shook her head. "I don't know. I got injections and took medicine."