Because of Vito Rosso, the group wasted a lot of time and did not reach the exit before dark as originally planned.
They had no choice but to find another cave to stay in. The good news was that they managed to scavenge a lot of supplies from Vito Rosso, which added some color to their dinner.
Just as everyone was falling asleep with the joy of their impending departure, another unexpected event occurred.
Already ill, and having been exposed to the wind in the afternoon, Xiao Wujie developed a fever again shortly after falling asleep.
Although she couldn't know the exact temperature, Chu Liyue could clearly feel from the burning heat on his forehead that his fever was even higher than it had been that morning.
She hurriedly fed him a fever reducer. Seeing him curled up in her arms in discomfort, Chu Liyue couldn't stay awake at all. She held him tightly and kept a close eye on his condition.
Although his body was burning hot from the fever, he felt chills running through his body. Xiao Wujie wrapped his arms around Chu Liyue's waist, pressed his body tightly against her, and trembled slightly.
The high fever brought on waves of headaches, making it difficult for him to fall asleep despite his already drowsy state. He could only lean on Chu Liyue's shoulder with a slight frown and a dim gaze, silently enduring the pain.
He was biting his lip, his breath hot, and his face flushed an unusual red. Despite his extreme discomfort, he endured it without uttering a sound.
Her innocent and pure nature carries a fragile and pitiful quality.
Chu Liyue felt a slight tightness in her chest. She reached out and hugged his neck, gently pressing her red lips to his, softly caressing them.
They only let go when Xiao Wujie was out of breath.
His chest rose and fell slightly, Xiao Wujie breathed heavily, and gently rubbed his face against her chest twice, his voice hoarse and weak.
"Sister, it's okay, it'll be fine in a bit."
Chu Liyue gently closed her eyes, her fingers lightly rubbing his chin, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.
Although Xiao Wujie liked to act coquettishly and seek her favor, he never used physical discomfort as an excuse. When he was really sick, he would just curl up in her arms without saying a word and silently endure it. Sometimes, he would even comfort her in return, just like he was doing now.
Whenever she saw him with a furrowed brow, clenched teeth, and helplessly lying in her arms, enduring the torment of his illness alone, the pain was felt not only in his body but also in her heart.
She even thought how wonderful it would be if she could bear it for him, but this naive thought only earned her a colder and crueler mockery from reality.
As if sensing her emotions, Xiao Wujie struggled to climb up a little, lying on top of Chu Liyue and wrapping his arms around her neck.
His pale, bloodless lips, filled with boundless tenderness and affection, gently kissed her hair, forehead, and eyes, before finally lingering on her red lips, tenderly licking and sucking them.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, his gaze as devout as a believer, as if he were kissing the most precious treasure in the world.
"I love my older sister so much. I love seeing her smile."
Illness is a common occurrence for me, but meeting you is the best gift God has given me.
If you hold me in your arms, cherish me to the bone, and protect me completely, I would rather suffer from illness for all eternity, just to meet you and embrace you.
I am so fortunate to have met you, I would gladly die for you.
Sensing that Chu Liyue was not responding to him, he breathed heavily, released his mouth, and pulled Chu Liyue's hand to hug his waist.
His lips brushed lightly against her earlobe, his voice low and soft.
"Sister, I love your smile, I love how you care for me."
"Smile at me, show me some tenderness, and I'll feel better."
With her gaze fixed on his sickly yet beautiful face, Chu Liyue felt a sharp pang in her heart. With a gentle pull, she drew him into her arms.
He used his most cherished embrace to soothe his pain.
In his adoring gaze, she gently cupped his face, her eyes filled with tenderness.
Her smile was breathtakingly beautiful, captivating all who beheld her.
His red lips covered hers as he wished, and his fragrant lips caressed her, offering her the sweetest nectar in the world.
After a passionate, deep kiss, Xiao Wujie's eyes were somewhat glazed, his head resting lightly on her shoulder, but his mind was perfectly clear.
He could clearly feel the scorching heat on his body and the chill surging through his body for a long time.
He knew the fever reducer wasn't working.
He could already feel the strange pain starting deep within his body, and the dizziness that kept coming to his head. He knew that he probably wouldn't be able to hold on tonight.
While he was still temporarily conscious, he struggled to bring his lips close to Chu Liyue's ear and whispered something.
"Sister, we're not far from the exit now. The direction we're heading is..."
Despite the increasingly intense pain in his body, he insisted on giving the general directions he would take to get out.
Although he had a fever, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He was in pain.
He knew he was having an attack.
He fell ill in this environment, and to be honest, he really didn't know if he would be able to walk out alive.
But he will try his best to hold on; he really wants to live a little longer.
After all, he hadn't spent enough time with her yet...
Soon, Chu Liyue noticed his unusual condition. Although he had a fever, his forehead and neck were covered with fine cold sweat.
His body trembled uncontrollably as he lay in her arms, his face pressed tightly against her chest, unwilling to look up.
They forcibly turned his face to face; it was deathly pale, devoid of any color, and covered in cold sweat.
As he struggled, he bit his lower lip hard, and streaks of bright red blood seeped from his pale lips.
"My sweet baby..."
I called out to him softly, but found that his eyes were half-closed, he was already unconscious and unable to respond.
"Lu Zhufeng!"
Her pupils dilated sharply, and she instantly snapped back to her senses. Chu Liyue immediately yelled at Lu Zhufeng, who was dozing against the ice wall beside her.
Lu Zhufeng, who was dozing off, shuddered at the sound and immediately woke up, quickly coming to Chu Liyue's side.
Seeing Xiao Wujie, covered in cold sweat and struggling in her arms, her pupils suddenly contracted.
"He's... having an attack!"
Chu Liyue frowned and quickly said in a cold voice:
Do you have any painkillers with you?
Lu Zhufeng nodded rapidly, mumbling "yes, yes, yes" a few times, while quickly rummaging through his bag for painkillers.
He hesitated slightly when he handed it to Chu Liyue.
"Be careful with the dosage; this stuff is addictive." Unless absolutely necessary, avoid using it if possible...
Chu Liyue simply nodded coldly; how could she not know the situation?
But if such a harsh environment continues, Xiao Wujie simply cannot withstand it.
Seeing the person in her arms in pain and unconscious, without hesitation, Chu Liyue put a painkiller in her mouth, swallowed a mouthful of water, pressed her red lips to his lips, and sent the medicine in.
When they made their noise, the others had already woken up and looked at Xiao Wujie's pained appearance with solemn expressions.
Chu Liyue lightly kissed the person in her arms, her gaze sweeping over everyone, shifting slightly before she said in a cold voice:
"We can't delay any longer, let's set off immediately!"
Outside the cave, the night was dark and a raging snowstorm raged...
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