Yu Qizhe was a little overwhelmed by Yu Jiao's aggressive words. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You are a girl, you should be more reserved in your words."

"I'm not that kind of reserved girl." Yu Jiao said, "Otherwise I won't care if you catch a cold or a fever."

Yu Qizhe chuckled when he heard that. His eyes were slightly raised, and his peach blossom eyes were charming and charming. He moved closer to Yu Jiao and said, "Are you coveting my body? You are still young. In a few years, you won't have to think so hard about making excuses. I will let you see it too."

The elegant and picturesque eyebrows were within reach, and the hot breath hit her face. Yu Jiao's pretty face was slightly pink. This damn little thing was really good at teasing people. When she got naughty, people couldn't resist it. She used her beauty to commit crimes.

She stretched out a finger, pressed it against Yu Qizhe's chest, pushed him back, coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Speak properly and don't tease me."

Yu Qizhe laughed softly and lowered his eyes to look at the slender fingers resting on his chest. Although the strength was not worth mentioning, it easily disrupted his heartbeat. He suddenly felt a little hot, thinking it was because he was too close to the fire, Yu Qizhe moved back a little.

Yu Jiao took off her shoes, leaned against the fire to dry them in her socks, and said, "Don't scold me for not knowing the rules."

Yu Qizhe smiled and added two sticks of firewood to the fire. "It's okay without the outsider here."

Yu Jiao took off her bun and gently played with her wet long hair. The crackling sound of the burning firewood and the sound of rain hitting the leaves outside the cave intertwined together. This white noise made people feel comfortable in the silence.

Yu Jiao hadn't spoken for a long time. Yu Qizhe looked up and found that she had fallen asleep leaning against the stone wall. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. He carefully took off the half-dried coat that was lying beside him and covered Yu Jiao with it.

Because she went to bed early, Yu Jiao woke up in the middle of the night. She looked outside the cave. It was still dark. There was a sparse sound of dripping water outside. Only sparks were left on the pile of firewood in front of her. Her clothes were still a little damp.

Yu Qizhe was still sleeping against the wall of the cave. Yu Jiao pulled off the outer shirt covering her body and put her backhand on Yu Qizhe's body, accidentally brushing his skin. The scorching temperature made Yu Jiao stunned for a moment. She raised her hand to touch his forehead, only to find that Yu Qizhe's forehead was burning hot, he was actually having a fever.

Yu Jiao stood up, took some hay and firewood from the side, lit the fire again, carried the straw basket out of the cave, and made a simple torch to light the way out.

The rain outside had stopped, and the sparse sound of water drops was the remaining water drops rolling down the leaves in the forest. Yu Jiao groped in the woods to find herbs for reducing fever and curing colds. She had come up the mountain in a hurry yesterday and did not bring any herbs with her. She never expected that Yu Qizhe would follow her up the mountain.

While carefully protecting the torch to prevent it from going out, Yu Jiao was looking for herbs. Because the torch was too small and the light it provided was limited, Yu Jiao almost had to squat on the ground to look for them. After quickly digging up a few herbs, Yu Jiao hurried back to the cave.

Yu Qizhe was still leaning against the wall of the cave, not waking up yet. His two dark eyebrows were wrinkled tightly together because of discomfort, and his clean and cold face was a little red. The flickering firelight reflected on his face, making him look different from his usual frail appearance.

Yu Jiao was silent for a while. She was usually proud and aloof, but now she looked weak and helpless.

She took the small iron pot and went out of the cave again. After searching for a long time, she saw a puddle formed by rocks, which contained a lot of rain water. She washed the herbs, put some water into the iron pot, and returned to the cave.

The herbs were put into a small iron pot and boiled into a bowl of thick soup, which woke up Yu Qizhe who was unconscious due to fever.

After Yu Qizhe opened his eyes, he was still a little confused. Yu Jiao's small hands were cold, and he subconsciously put his face close to them and rubbed them, as if this could make him feel better.

Yu Jiao advised softly, "You have a fever. I made some medicine for you. You will be fine after drinking it."

Yu Qizhe's brain was a mess. Hearing her voice, he managed to regain some clarity from his fuzzy consciousness and said in a hoarse voice, "Yu Jiao, I'm sick... I'm not feeling well. Please don't make any noise. I'll sleep a little longer..."

At the end of his speech, he didn't know what he was saying. He held Yu Jiao's arms with both hands and pressed his hot forehead against Yu Jiao's neck.

Yu Jiao frowned slightly. The hot breath on her neck made her body stiffen. She pushed Yu Qizhe and advised, "Drink the medicine first and then go to sleep."

The person leaning on her didn't react. Yu Jiao was afraid that the medicine in her hand would get cold, so without thinking too much, she struggled hard, laid Yu Qizhe on the ground, and picked up the small iron pot in her hand to feed Yu Qizhe's lips.

He had fallen into a coma and lost consciousness, his lips and teeth were tightly closed, and he could not swallow the medicine at all. Yu Jiao raised her hands and pinched his cheeks hard to make his mouth open. With her other hand, she grabbed the small iron pot and poured the medicine into his mouth.

After drinking it, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the medicine that spilled from the corner of Yu Qizhe's lips.

After drinking the hot medicine, Yu Qizhe seemed to feel better, and his brows were not as furrowed as before. Yu Jiao got up and went outside to get a pot of cold water. She soaked her handkerchief in the cold water and wiped his burning forehead with it.

Soon, the handkerchief was heated by Yu Qizhe's high fever. Yu Jiao ran cold water over it again and placed it on his forehead. After doing all this, she found that Yu Qizhe's clothes were still half wet. Perhaps it was because his physical condition was too poor and there was no fire in his body, so even with the fire he couldn't warm up his clothes.

Yu Jiao didn't hesitate at all. She unbuttoned his shirt and used both hands to remove all his clothes, leaving only his underwear. She then wrapped the outer shirt that was dried by the fire around him.

Yu Jiao put some dry grass under Yu Qizhe's body and hung the wet clothes she had taken off from him next to the fire.

After finishing all these, Yu Jiao sat in front of the fire. She was not sleepy at the moment, but she felt hungry. She stood up and took a small iron pot to fetch some water from outside the cave. After boiling it, she drank it until she was half full.

Yu Qizhe, who was lying on the haystack, moved. Yu Jiao saw that he wrapped his coat tighter. She thought that it was because of the high fever that his body was alternating between hot and cold. Yu Jiao added some more firewood to the fire and touched Yu Qizhe's forehead. She felt that it was not as hot as before and felt a little relieved.

At dawn the next day, sunlight shone in from the cave entrance. Yu Qizhe's eyelashes trembled and he woke up. Just as he was about to get up, he found Yu Jiao lying on top of him, sleeping soundly.

The bright sunshine sprinkled on her fair little face, making her eyebrows and eyes look clean and soft.

He vaguely remembered that he had a high fever in the middle of the night. Yu Jiao asked him to drink some medicine, but then he fell asleep again. There was still a bitter taste of medicine between his teeth and cheeks. He was a little stunned and didn't know how she went outside to find the herbs in the middle of the night.