The stinging pain from the wound intensified and I broke out in a cold sweat.
As the sea breeze blew, my body began to shake.
Before I knew it, Yan Meng had walked up to me, looked at me with a cold face, bent down and picked me up horizontally.
My legs were out of the sea water and the pain dissipated a little, but the cold wind took away the sea water on my legs, leaving me with a biting chill.
I couldn't help but tremble in Yan Meng's arms, and when I raised my eyes, I met his worried and distressed gaze.
He took a look at the wound on my leg, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were full of pity.
"Look at you, you always don't take good care of yourself. Next time I won't take you to see the sunrise!"
There was a hint of anger in his words, but I didn't care.
On this deserted island where I can’t escape, even the sunrise makes me feel depressed.
The wound was stained with sea water, and the emotions were so intense that I had been exposed to the cold wind for so long.
My mind was already spinning and my whole body felt weak and I couldn't muster any strength.
I let Yan Meng hold me and walk back to the villa step by step. I leaned completely in his arms and my breathing became heavy.
As soon as I stepped into the yard, the bodyguard came up to me in shock and stretched out his hand to me: "Sir, let me do it."
As he said that, he wanted to take me from Yan Meng's arms.
However, before his hand could touch me, Yan Meng stopped him with a sinister look.
"roll!"
The bodyguard's face instantly lost all color at the low roar of anger. He retreated to the side in disappointment, not daring to get any closer.
Entering the room, Yan Meng coldly ordered the servants and nurses: "Prepare hot water and dressing supplies, and send them to the room."
After he finished speaking, Yan Meng carried me back to the room.
His movements were very light and careful. I lay on the bed and looked at him, my vision a little blurry.
"Xiao Shan, how do you feel? Why do you look so bad?" he asked me worriedly.
At this moment, I just felt dizzy and my throat was burning, and I couldn't say a word to answer him.
Yan Meng also realized that something was wrong with me at this time. He rubbed his hands, frowned, touched my forehead, and was suddenly startled.
"You have a fever!"
He was usually calm, but at this moment he was unusually panicked. I just stared blankly at him as he ran out to call a doctor, not even having the strength to raise my hand.
Soon, Yan Meng came back to me, and a man in a white coat hurried in, took out a bunch of instruments and conducted a preliminary examination on me.
I completely let them do whatever they wanted. There was a constant buzzing in my ears, and their voices seemed a bit ethereal.
"It's okay, it's just a low-grade fever, no big deal. I'll give him a fever-reducing shot, and he'll be fine once the fever goes away."
With Yan Meng's permission, the doctor gave me an injection to reduce fever, then said a few words to Yan Meng and left the room.
I just felt my eyelids were heavy, and even Yan Meng's figure became blurry.
My mind was groggy and completely blank.
In a trance, I felt someone coming in and out beside me, and my legs felt a burning pain. I couldn't help but groan, but it was soon replaced by a cool feeling.
I don’t know how long it took, but I felt that my ears were much quieter. In a daze, a big hand tightly held my cold hand in its palm.
The palm of that hand was calloused, but very warm. The fingertips gently stroked the back of my hand, and a low voice sounded in my ears.
"For him, you really don't even care about yourself."
"If I had known this would happen, I should have been more ruthless and made you completely forget about Lu Zhiyuan. Then you wouldn't have hurt yourself for him again."
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