Chapter 474 The Male Protagonist of the Era 14 Pei Jiwang concentrated his mind, trying to capture that familiar thought channel again.
The blanket is so thin, isn't Lao Pei cold outside?
The sound came through intermittently.
But it was mixed with more noisy electrical sounds, so faint that it seemed the connection might be completely lost at any moment.
Moreover, he keenly noticed that the content of that inner voice seemed to have become simpler and more fragmented.
They were even somewhat childishly vague, unlike their usual clear logic and lively ideas.
This intermittent, extremely unstable signal was something I had never experienced before.
Even during that rainy night, the fluctuations were only occasional and not nearly as severe as this.
Pei Jiwang's heart sank.
It wasn't an anxiety about potential problems with his abilities, but rather a more direct sense of unease and uncertainty.
What's wrong with the little girl?
This thought gave him a strange feeling of unease.
Pei Jiwang immediately stood up and quickly walked to the bedside in the inner room.
The flickering light of the kerosene lamp barely illuminated Zi Xi's face.
Her eyelashes trembled as she closed her eyes, her face appeared unusually flushed in the dim light, but her lips were somewhat dry.
Pei Jiwang subconsciously reached out and touched her forehead with the back of his hand.
It was scalding hot to the touch.
The little girl has a fever!
No wonder my inner voice is so chaotic and weak.
You caught a chill during the day!
Or were they frightened by the sudden storm?
Or is it due to the mental stress of the past few days?
"Comrade Shen?"
He called out softly.
"Cold, so cold...and my head is spinning..."
Zi Xi opened her eyes groggily, her gaze unfocused, her eyes wet as she looked at him, her voice weak and hoarse.
"I feel so dizzy and lightheaded, Mom..."
She murmured unconsciously, her words mingled with fragmented thoughts, a fragile dependence born of illness.
Pei Jiwang's thoughts were all thrown to the winds at this moment.
Before me was just a young, vulnerable patient with a high fever, helpless and vulnerable in the stormy night.
Given the time and weather, there might not be military doctors on duty, so we can only try physical cooling methods first.
Pei Jiwang quickly turned around and found a military water bottle from his limited luggage, which still contained half a bottle of cooled boiled water.
He swayed for a moment and then rushed back to the outer room, placing the kettle on the still-warm stove to simmer.
Then Pei Jiwang found a clean towel, soaked it in the cool water stored in the room, and wrung it out.
Back at the bedside, she moved somewhat clumsily but gently applied the composure to Zi Xi's burning forehead.
The cool, damp touch made Zi Xi sigh comfortably, and she drowsily rubbed herself against the towel.
[It feels so cool and comfortable...]
Hearing her subtle thoughts, Pei Jiwang's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.
He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the small face under the towel, which looked especially fragile due to illness.
The wind and rain outside continued to rage, and the cold and resolute soldier was taking care of his sick, delicate fiancée with a slightly clumsy but extremely focused attitude.
"Here, have some water."
After the water had warmed up slightly, Pei Jiwang helped her sit up and carefully fed her the water.
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