Dark Night responded.
The three of them found shelter in an abandoned mountain temple. That night, Bei Yutang developed a high fever and became confused. An Ye heard the noise and walked over to Bei Yutang. Seeing the abnormal redness on his face, he frowned.
He glanced at Xiao Zimo who was sleeping soundly, and then at Bei Yutang who was in a coma.
Those people had already found him and would soon catch up. His intuition told him that the best thing to do now was to leave. If he continued to follow them, they would become a burden to him.
His mind told him so, but his body couldn't move.
Dark Night stared at the two of them, then turned and left the mountain temple. As he left, Xiao Zimo heard a noise and woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there was one person missing from the temple.
The boy Mo's delicate brows wrinkled slightly, and soon his attention was drawn to Bei Yutang's abnormal blush.
He reached out and touched it, and it felt scorching hot. He looked a little panicked and kept calling out, "Mother, Mother."
Xiao Zimo called for a long time but Bei Yutang didn't wake up. His bright black eyes were full of worry and fear.
"Mother, mother."
Xiao Zimo was so scared that he was at a loss as to what to do.
Suddenly, a deafening thunder sounded in the sky. The rumbling sound seemed to hit his heart, and it instantly calmed Xiao Zimo down from his panic.
His mind flashed back to his mother's teachings: to stay calm, stay calm. He forced himself to calm down.
After taking two deep breaths, Xiao Zimo finally calmed down.
He remembered that there were some medicines in the package, so he immediately rummaged through the package, found the medicine bottle, poured out a pill, and fed it into Bei Yutang's mouth.
This couldn't completely reduce the fever, so he thought of the method his mother had told him to use to reduce fever.
He found a piece of cotton cloth, walked outside the temple, let the rain soak the cotton cloth, and then put the cotton cloth on Bei Yutang's forehead. The boy stayed by Bei Yutang's side, soaking the cotton cloth again from time to time.
Half an hour later, Xiao Zimo saw that his mother's temperature had not dropped at all, and his face was full of worry.
What should I do? My mother’s temperature hasn’t dropped yet.
Little Zimo was a little anxious. He held Yutang's hand, his eyes slightly red, and his low voice echoed in the quiet mountain temple, "Mother, please don't be in any trouble."
Just then, footsteps were heard outside the temple. He looked up at the door and saw a tall figure appear before him. His body was wet, his face was slightly cold, and he was holding two plants with small flowers in his hands.
When Xiao Zimo looked at him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He thought he was gone.
An Ye walked forward and handed the two herbs to Xiao Zimo, "Crush them and feed them to her."
Xiao Zimo recognized the herb at a glance and knew it was a good thing.
His mother had mentioned it to him before, but this herb was too rare, and since it grew on cliffs, it was difficult to pick, so it was extremely rare on the market. He had never expected that he was going out to look for the herb for his mother.
When Xiao Zimo saw him leave before, he was angry. But when he saw him again, his anger towards him was completely gone.
Little Zimo didn't dare to delay and immediately crushed the two herbs and gave them to his mother to take.
An Ye just watched from the side without helping, and Xiao Zimo did not ask him for help.
After Xiao Zimo took care of Bei Yutang, An Ye said, "Go to bed."
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