He instinctively opened his eyes and looked at her warily.

His eyes were not focused; it was merely a conditioned reflex formed because someone touched his face.

Jiang Bai reached out and gently stroked his eyes downwards, cough cough... the kind of gesture used to close the eyes of a dead person.

Seeing that he closed his eyes again, she then used force to tear off the mask from his face.

Just as she expected, the face under the mask was already bright red, and the temperature on her forehead was terrifyingly high.

Perhaps due to the hot weather and the poor breathability of the mask, his face was covered with dense bumps.

"So ugly."

Jiang Bai muttered something, locked the door, scooped a bowl of water, put a handkerchief in it, and wrung it out to cool him down.

All that effort was for nothing.

He threw aside the clothes Jiang Bai had taken off and gave him a new set to change into. Jiang Bai's face was flushed, and his face was as hot as Jiang Bai's, frighteningly so.

Stepping out of the room, Jiang Bai raised his hand to touch his face.

"Could it be that I have a fever too?"

Thinking of some of the sights I had seen earlier, I realized I was doomed; my face burned even hotter.

She's such a beast! The man even has a fever!

Jiang Bai patted his face hard, put Ji Yanwen's clothes in the kitchen, locked the door, left the house, and headed towards the village head's house.

The news of Jiang Bai being abducted by refugees spread throughout the entire village in just one day.

On the way to the village head's house, you'll always encounter the pitying or sympathetic looks from the girls and aunties.

Of course, there were also some people with gloating looks in their eyes.

Jiang Bai suddenly looked in that direction, and Jiang Qian was startled, quickly turning her head away, not daring to look into her eyes.