When he arrived at Jiang Yimei's side and saw how weak she was, he felt nothing but heartache.

He snatched Jiang Yimei from Yao Yao's hands and hugged her tightly, unwilling to let go.

Tears welled up quickly in her clear eyes and then poured down her cheeks.

Yao Yao never expected that Lin Congzhi would be so ragged and disheveled. He must have had a miserable night.

Being loved by such a man, Jiang Yimei is arguably the happiest woman in the world.

Jiang Yimei was already deeply moved.

She never expected that Lin Congzhi would actually come; she never expected that this man would be as infatuated with her as ever, always caring for her, protecting her, and looking after her.

"Congzhi, you are injured."

She raised her hand, wanting to touch the old and new wounds on Lin Congzhi's face.

With tears in his eyes, Lin Congzhi grasped her small hand and gently placed it on his injured face, letting her touch it.

"Compared to you, this little injury is nothing."

Jiang Yimei's eyes were also filled with tears, but they were also tears of happiness: "You are not allowed to say these things again. It hurts my heart."

"Hold on, I'll call someone to rescue you."

As he spoke, Lin Congzhi reached into his clothes, searching for his phone.

Jiang Yimei knew that all of this was in vain, and couldn't help but persuade her: "Congzhi, Congzhi, I don't want to go back. I just want to be with you, even if it's only for a little while."

Lin Congzhi knew exactly what Jiang Yimei was thinking.

He wasn't looking for a regular cell phone, but a satellite phone.

He had anticipated something bad would happen, so he bought a satellite phone before setting off.

“Yimei, believe me, I have a way to get you back from here.”

Her eyes were so determined, which meant she really had a way, but she probably couldn't even last three minutes. Even if she could leave this place, what good would it do?

“I feel terrible, I might not be able to make it to the end, so… I want to talk to you, talk about those years, about our past.”

Time is life, and Lin Congzhi knew this very well.

He didn't want to talk about worldly matters with Jiang Yimei here, so he immediately looked around, his face cold, staring at the indifferent faces, and asked angrily, "What exactly happened to her?"

Lin Congzhi is a genius, extremely intelligent. The fact that he didn't delay with Jiang Yimei at this time suggests that he might have a solution.

Concerned for her best friend's safety, Yao Yao immediately blurted out, "She might have been infected with a schistosomiasis virus."

Upon hearing this, Lin Congzhi immediately placed his hand on Jiang Yimei's forehead to feel her temperature.

Upon realizing he really had a fever, he immediately looked around and asked, "Does anyone have any fever reducers?"

Yao Yao continued to recount what she knew, providing Lin Congzhi with some information: "She took it, but it doesn't seem to have any effect."

"I told you to give it, so give it!"

Lin Congzhi roared, his eyes filled with rage and impatience.

If these people continue to spout nonsense, he truly intends to kill them.

Knowing that Lin Congzhi had his own intentions, Yao Yao immediately asked Zhou Ping for antipyretics: "Captain, antipyretics."

Zhou Ping immediately opened his backpack, took out fever reducers, and handed them to this seemingly refined man who was actually domineering and ruthless.

The fact that the man had three bodyguards indicates that he was powerful and influential; moreover, the fact that he could spend a night in the wilderness and catch up with him shows that he was no ordinary person.

He didn't want to antagonize the large conglomerate, and even less did he want to stand idly by and watch his guest die. For both professional and personal reasons, he would give the fever reducer, even if the other party's attitude was unpleasant.