After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

Jiang Wanwan asked Mrs. Yang to bring the baby to the supermarket. She originally thought it was one-to-one, but unexpectedly there were seven babies on the same vine.

However, although she was surprised, she naturally didn't mind having too many customers and quickly invited them all into the supermarket.

After Mrs. Yang came in, she opened the child buried in her arms and showed the child's face to Jiang Wanwan.

I couldn't wait to say, "Miss Jiang, can you check if it's hot and if I can take the medicine?"

The child had his eyes closed, was breathing rapidly, and his face was red. He was thin and looked only one or two years old.

But didn’t Mrs. Yang say that the child with fever was over four years old?

Jiang Wanwan frowned worriedly and reached out to touch the child's forehead.

In fact, there is no need to do anything. Just looking at the child's condition, you can tell that he must be suffering from a high fever.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Wanwan put her hand on it, her heart trembled at the heat under her skin.

This fever must be around 40 degrees, right?

"The fever is too serious. He needs to take medicine. Did you bring the things to boil water?" Jiang Wanwan asked sternly.

Mrs. Yang was also a little panicked by being taken away, and nodded quickly and said, "I brought it, I brought it!"

As he said this, he asked the third brother next to him to hand over the old-fashioned teacup in his hand.

When Jiang Wanwan reached out to take the teacup, she noticed that there were water stains on the clothes in front of the third brother, and there was still half a cup of water in the teacup.

Even though it is summer now, it is still easy for a ten-year-old child to catch a cold if his clothes are wet early in the morning!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwan took the teacup, grabbed the third brother's thin little hand, and activated the faith value in her body.

But in just a few blinks of an eye, the cold touch on the clothes disappeared, the little hands were released, and the third child's face was full of surprise.

Because the speed was so fast, others did not notice these things, but exclaimed at Jiang Wanwan's next move.

She was like performing a magic trick, holding the teacup in her right hand and releasing a fireball from her left hand to heat the teacup below.

Jiang Wanwan didn't care about the shock this scene caused to the people present.

While heating the water, he asked, "When did the child start having a fever? Has it always been this hot?"

Mrs. Yang was awakened from her shock. She was stunned for a moment before she answered, "I didn't have much energy when I went to bed last night. I had a fever in the middle of the night. It was at its hottest in the hour before dawn. I'm feeling better now."

It’s better now that it’s so hot, so how should it be burned before?

Jiang Wanwan frowned even more and asked, "If there's no medicine, then did you use physical methods to cool the child down? Like, rubbing his forehead and palms with cold water?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Yang was even more stunned and asked, "What? Wiping the forehead with cold water? Wouldn't that make the child's illness worse?"

These words made Jiang Wanwan so depressed that she didn't even know where to start talking about science.

I just can't stop worrying. The kid has had a high fever for half the night. I hope he doesn't get stupid from the fever.

As he was speaking, a fireball went out and the water in the teacup had burned to fifty or sixty degrees.

Jiang Wanwan was anxious, so she didn't plan to continue heating the water and just added antipyretic medicine into the water!

Originally, because it was the child who had a fever, she planned to reduce the dosage of the medicine by half.

But after actually seeing the child, Jiang Wanwan decided to reduce the dosage further. After all, the child looked too small and too light.

In the end, only about one-third of the pack of fever-reducing medicine was poured in.

Jiang Wanwan shook the teacup twice to make sure all the particles were dissolved in the water.

Then he handed the teacup to Mrs. Yang and instructed her, "Blow on it and make sure it's not too hot before feeding it to the child."

Jiang Wanwan is a young girl, but she worries like an old mother.

It's really the people of this era who are so rough with their children that she feels uneasy. She's afraid that the children won't even taste it and will just force it down their throats.

Fortunately, with the fairy filter, Mrs. Yang was very obedient and followed Jiang Wanwan's instructions step by step.

Blow on it, taste it, and then bring the warm medicine to the child's mouth.

Mrs. Yang's action of feeding the child the medicine was as rude as expected. Just when Jiang Wanwan was worried that the child would choke and was about to go forward to help, the child with a fever woke up and took the initiative to hold the teacup and gulp it down.

Seeing that the medicine was completely drunk, Jiang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief. At least he didn't choke!

Lao Liu, who had a fever, reluctantly let go of the teacup, licked his lips, raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Mom, it's sweet. Is this sugar water? It's delicious. I want more."

Mrs. Yang had tasted the liquid medicine when she tested the temperature earlier, and was not surprised by what the child said. She coaxed the child, "You are sick. This is medicine. Don't drink too much!"

However, the children next to them all had their eyes shining after hearing this.

The fourth child, who was not much older than the sixth child, staggered as he walked. He couldn't help swallowing and asked, "Brother, was that water really sweet?"

"Really, so sweet and delicious!" Lao Liu poked his head down to look.

Then he noticed the different environment and unfamiliar people around him, and was immediately frightened and shrank back into his mother's arms.

After receiving a positive answer, the other children immediately looked at the cashier's counter with shining eyes. On the cashier's counter was a half-empty packet of fever-reducing medicine.

In order to make the medicine more palatable, medicine manufacturers do add some sweetness to it, but this cannot cover up the medicinal taste of the medicine itself.

In modern times, in order to get sick children to take medicine obediently, parents have to use all kinds of means and agree to many requests before they can get what they want.

The children of this era, however, long for that little bit of sweetness in the potion.

Such a sharp contrast couldn't help but cause ripples in Jiang Wanwan's heart.

"This is medicine. If someone who is not sick takes it, they will get a stomachache!"

Jiang Wanwan hardened her heart, ignored those pitiful looks, put away half a packet of medicine, handed it to Mrs. Yang, and gave her instructions.

"After drinking the medicine, the child's fever will subside in a while. Take the remaining medicine. If the child still has a high fever tonight, feed him half of it like you did just now!"

"I understand. Thank you, Miss Jiang!" Mrs. Yang quickly took it and put it away.

Jiang Wanwan then turned her attention to the other children and waved, "Come over here, I'll help you check your values!"

The children were confused and looked at Mrs. Yang. After hearing the answer "Go quickly", they took small steps forward.