Back in the kitchen.
After all that fuss, the noodles in the pot were about to clump together.
Two bowls were served.
After what just happened, the man became much more well-behaved.
Seemingly afraid of upsetting her again, he obediently sat at the table and finished his bowl of noodles.
By the time I finished cleaning up the dishes, it was already past ten o'clock.
Jiang Nian checked the man's temperature again.
After taking the fever reducer and eating the noodles, the other person's fever subsided considerably, down to 38 degrees Celsius.
The most important thing when you have a fever is to rest.
She glanced at the man and spoke.
"I only have one room here. You can sleep on the bed in the room, I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room tonight."
Although Jiang Nian wasn't used to letting others sleep in her bed, she couldn't let a patient who had been shot and had a fever sleep on the sofa.
Unexpectedly, the other party refused outright.
“No,” Si Boye said firmly, “I’m a man, I’ll sleep on the sofa, the baby can sleep in the bed.”
"You're so tall, you can't even stretch your legs out on the sofa, how are you going to sleep?" Jiang Nian said patiently. "Besides, it doesn't matter where I sleep, anyway..."
I can't sleep anyway.
"Anyway what?" Si Boye looked over.
"nothing,"
Jiang Nian withdrew her gaze, her voice cold, "You go to sleep and recover first. Otherwise, if the people chasing you come looking for you, I'm not sure I'll have the strength to protect you."
The man pursed his lips: "Alright then."
That's how the sleeping arrangements were made.
After the man entered the room, judging from the noise, he seemed to have already fallen asleep, so she lay down on the sofa fully clothed.
The submachine gun was placed within easy reach. A floor lamp beside the sofa emitted a soft, dim light.
Thunder rumbled from afar, growing louder as it approached.
According to the weather forecast, a real storm is coming.
Jiang Nian closed her eyes on the sofa.
Despite being mentally prepared, the sudden clap of thunder in the room still sent a chill down her spine.
My body was shaking uncontrollably.
The more I try not to think about it, the more those images flash back into my mind... a stormy night, a room full of dead bodies, the air thick with the stench of blood.
And then there's her, young and filled with fear, huddled in the corner.
I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
It's all in the past now.
Such thunder won't last long.
As long as we get through this, just like before...
boom!
Suddenly, another deafening clap of thunder exploded in my ears!
I don't know if lightning damaged the external electrical equipment.
Immediately afterwards, the floor lamp flickered and then went completely dark, plunging the entire living room into darkness.
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