Chapter 91 Sickness
Duan Gan was always aloof and composed; she had never seen him so disheveled.
He lowered his head slightly in the light and shadow, his indifferent eyebrows half-closed, his handsome face bearing a slightly red scratch, revealing a rare vulnerability and brokenness.
Her smooth, long hair was now disheveled, her beautiful clothes were stained with dirt and dust, and her usually neat collar was now in disarray, revealing her delicate and distinct collarbone.
Further down is a broad chest and a waist and abdomen hidden deep inside.
"What did you say?"
He turned his head to look at her, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt.
Upon hearing the voice, Tao Tao instantly snapped out of her daze and avoided his gaze, saying, "Uh, I meant the injury on the back of your head needs to be treated."
She walked behind him, gently brushed aside his hair, and wiped away the bloodstains with a handkerchief.
This time he didn't dodge, but stayed quietly in place, letting her do as she pleased.
Looking at the injury on his head, her expression showed reluctance and self-reproach. She moved gently, afraid of aggravating his pain.
Tao Tao was unaware that this kind of pain was nothing to someone who had been through many battles.
"sorry…"
She repeated it again, sounding somewhat frustrated.
"Tao Tao, I'm fine."
His tone was calm and solemn, with a hint of comforting her.
Even though it was clearly her fault, he comforted her instead, which made her feel even more guilty.
As Tao Tao watched his retreating figure, she suddenly realized that he was actually a pretty good person, not as bad as others described. He was just a little cold-hearted. She had made him suffer so much, yet he hadn't blamed her.
Although she often uses the word "good person" as a compliment, it's just something she says casually.
I never expected him to be such a good person.
After applying the medicine, she wrapped gauze around his head in a circle, and after bandaging it up, she admired it for a while.
He nodded, pleased that his bandage had done a good job and hadn't obscured his good looks.
Duan Gan glanced at her sideways, then looked away, reached for his coat which was on the haystack, and casually tossed it at her.
Confused, she held the clothes, pinched the hem, and saw that they were still dripping wet. Thinking that she was being dried, she took the half-dry clothes off the branch and put the one in her hand on it.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind carrying icy rain blew in, making her shiver.
She originally wanted to put it on herself first, but hesitated for a moment. She looked up at Duan Gan, who was still injured. His pale face due to excessive blood loss made people feel sorry for him.
Tao Tao leaned closer to him and draped her clothes over both of them.
Duan Gan's pupils contracted sharply, his eyelashes trembled, he swallowed hard, pursed his lips, and silently moved to the side.
She exclaimed "Eh!", picked up the clothes, followed closely behind, draped them over his shoulders, and pulled the other side over herself.
"Aren't you cold? It's so windy, what if you catch a fever?"
Seeing his awkwardness, she suddenly remembered that he seemed to dislike others getting close, so she crawled out of her clothes and left the clothes with him.
Just as she was about to move to the side, a hand holding her clothes suddenly appeared in front of her.
"You wear it, I'm not cold."
She looked down at him, thinking that perhaps he disliked the rough clothes, and without saying anything, she took them and put them on.
"Then you should warm yourself by the fire, otherwise I'm really afraid you'll get sick."
He nodded and then approached the fire.
Tao Tao wiped her long hair, which was wet from the rain, with a handkerchief. She wrung it out with her left hand and wiped it again. After repeating this several times, her hair was much drier.
She remembered that his hair was still wet, and turned back to say, "Dry your hair..."
Suddenly, she saw him leaning against the wall with his eyes closed and his cheeks flushed. Startled, she quickly reached out and touched his forehead.
"Duan Gan? How are you?"
"Ouch...why is it so hot?"
Tao Tao looked at him nervously, a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Could he really have a fever? Or has the wound become infected?"
She muttered to herself, then reached out and touched his burning face. The cool touch on her hand made him, who was in a semi-conscious state, rub against it.
She hurriedly got up, thinking of taking a handkerchief outside to soak up some rainwater to cool him down.
Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed. Turning around, she saw him lift his eyelids and stare at her intently, unconsciously revealing a hint of unease and panic.
In a daze, he seemed to return to that night when he was keeping vigil alone in the freezing cold.
The empty mourning hall was lit only by the dim yellow candlelight, accompanied by white curtains swaying in the wind. That year, he lost both his parents at the same time, and everyone looked at him with pity and regret.
Yet no one could stay by his side, not even to say a single word.
She frowned, pulled her hand away, and turned and ran outside without hesitation.
Duan Gan was half-asleep, staring intently at her departing figure. A fierce killing intent flickered in his pure black eyes as he reached out and pulled the jade hairpin from his hair.
Just as he was about to exert his power, the sound of fading footsteps came again, and the earthy smell, along with the cold dampness, drifted in on the wind. Faintly, the fragrance of pear blossoms filled his nostrils.
She ran back, knelt beside him, and spread out her wet handkerchief, placing it on his burning forehead.
The icy touch suddenly brought him to his senses. He lowered his eyes and stared at the jade hairpin in his hand, then suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth and loosened his grip.
My body completely relaxed at that moment, and I leaned back, unexpectedly falling into a warm and soft embrace.
Tao Tao reached out and hugged him, then squeezed his long, slender fingers. She was surprised to find that, apart from his burning forehead, his hands were ice-cold and covered in cold sweat.
"Don't worry, I'll always be by your side and I won't leave."
He became like this because of her; anyone with a conscience wouldn't abandon him.
"……Really?"
He asked weakly, panting.
"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"
She answered without hesitation.
At that moment, she didn't realize that what she agreed to was completely different from what he meant.
Now she just hopes Chen Jinghe can find them soon, otherwise, she's really afraid something might happen to Duan Gan; sometimes a fever can kill a person.
It would be troublesome if it caused pneumonia.
Thinking this, she hugged him tighter and tighter, hoping to transfer her warmth to him.
Tao Tao was unaware that Duan Gan never informed Chen Jing and the others of his whereabouts, and besides, his martial arts skills were superb, so there were very few times when they could protect him.
Moreover, he didn't bring any bodyguards with him this time.
Therefore, even if Duan Gan disappeared this time, they would only assume that he went somewhere else, and they would never think that he would be injured in an accident.
In the stillness of the night, the only sound in the cave was the rain falling outside.
The sound of rain is particularly hypnotic, and gradually, she began to doze off, soon falling into a deep sleep against his shoulder.
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