Li Ke felt a little better and was helped to stand up by Zhao Ming: "How come you think more than a woman? I must have had a fever, that's why I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. What a waste of all this food."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ming frowned and touched Li Ke's forehead, feeling that her temperature was indeed a bit high. If he had discovered Li Ke's fever earlier, Zhao Ming would never have listened to Li Ke and attacked the other three.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ming couldn't help but look at Li Ke suspiciously: "When did you find out you had a fever?"
Hearing him speak like that, Li Ke glanced at him sideways and said, "What, you regret it? You hugged me before you and Lu Qing went out. Didn't you feel whether I had a fever then? After you came back, you killed Ye Feng without listening to a word I said. Even though I felt a little unwell, I couldn't say anything more to you. If you're going to do something, do it thoroughly. If you think I'm a burden, send me on my way now. I'll thank you for giving me a quick death."
"What are you thinking? I'm just worried about you being sick. We don't have any medicine. What are we going to do?" Zhao Ming forced an awkward smile and hugged Li Ke to cover for himself.
"It's just a slight fever, I'll probably get over it. You can pile their three bodies outside, they're still needed to rest inside, it's really an eyesore." Li Ke leaned on Zhao Ming and walked into the house.
Zhao Ming helped Li Ke back to a seat, and then moved Ye Feng's body out as she instructed. He then moved the bodies of Zhang Wei and Lu Qing away from the entrance of the house.
When he turned back, he saw Li Ke untying the strip of cloth on her wrist and taking out two sharp chopsticks hidden inside.
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