Feng Ling had a high fever and kept saying he was cold. Qing Yue took off her coat and covered him with it, but it didn't help at all.
Feng Ling was still shivering from the cold.
what to do?
This is the last level. As long as he can get through it, he will be fine.
Qing Yue stood up again and covered Feng Ling with all the hay, but it was still useless. He kept complaining of the cold and was even shivering more violently.
In the firelight, his face was pale without any color.
Qing Yue bit her lips. She actually knew that the best way to keep warm right now was by herself.
But……
Her long eyelashes trembled, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of confusion.
She knew that Feng Ling ended up in this situation because she was trying to save her, so no matter what, she should find a way to save him.
But Feng Ling has someone she likes...
She knew that Feng Ling liked Qin Ningyue, the eldest daughter of the Qin family, not Qin Wan. He married Qin Wan because of a conflict between him and Qin Ningyue.
Even though he had said before that he and Qin Ningyue were even, she knew that Feng Ling was probably speaking in anger, and she had not forgotten that when she first woke up, Feng Ling had sternly warned her not to touch Qin Ningyue.
"Cold, cold..."
Feng Ling was still murmuring unconsciously.
How could a strong and patient man like him be so fragile if he wasn't sick?
Watching him curled up and taking off his cold, hard outer coat made one feel inexplicably choked up.
Qing Yue stretched out her hand and touched his forehead, as if she had finally grasped a little source of heat. Feng Ling grabbed her hand and held it against his chest, but she was still shivering from the cold.
For some reason, Qing Yue felt her eyes a little sore when she saw this scene.
Finally, she gritted her teeth and lay down next to Feng Ling.
She had taken off her outer clothes and covered Feng Ling with them. Now she was only wearing a pink shirt embroidered with lotus flowers. Feng Ling's outer and inner clothes had been taken off by her at the beginning. Only a pair of shorts were still on his body. The rest of the clothes were just covering his body.
When Qingyue lay down, their skin touched instantly.
Qing Yue originally wanted to reach out and hug Feng Ling to give him as much warmth as possible, but she didn't expect that the moment their skin touched, she shuddered from the heat. Before she could react, Feng Ling hugged her in his arms, and now the two of them were stuck together.
She applied medicinal herbs to his wound to stop the bleeding, and then bandaged it tightly. The medicinal herbs had anesthetic and analgesic effects, so Feng Ling didn't feel much pain. He was just cold. The more severe his fever, the colder he felt. Suddenly, a heat source approached him. Feng Ling instinctively hugged Qing Yue, and hugged her very tightly.
The tighter it is, the warmer it feels.
Almost embedding her into his body.
"call……"
He seemed to exhale a warm breath even in a coma and no longer complained about the cold.
Qing Yue's body was stiff, not daring to move, her face was so red that it seemed like smoking.
"Feng Ling, Feng Ling..."
She shouted softly twice, fearing that Feng Ling would wake up at this time. Otherwise, she would be so embarrassed that she would want to die, and she would not know how to face Feng Ling in the future.
No response...
Feng Ling is still in a coma.
call……
Qing Yue exhaled carefully. She moved slightly, trying to break free, but was hugged even tighter the next moment. Feng Ling, who was in a coma, would not allow the warmth in her arms to leave at all.
Qing Yue was sweating profusely from the heat.
It was at this time that the light of the fire became dimmer and dimmer, and the pile of dry firewood was finally about to burn out.
As the dry firewood burned out, the coldness of the night came over like an overwhelming force. This time Qing Yue did not move. This night, the two of them needed to keep each other warm.
Qingyue sighed in her heart.
She thought that she must get up before Feng Ling woke up. She must not let him know what happened. She must not let him feel uncomfortable or guilty. She kept this matter to herself. She was a doctor and was supposed to save people, no matter what method, as long as it could save people, it would be right. What's more, the person was injured while saving her.
While preparing herself mentally like this, Qing Yue fell asleep in Feng Ling's arms...
She is so tired too.
From the moment she learned of the death of her master and Mu Rui at Nanjiao Temple, her emotions collapsed to the extreme, otherwise she would not have lost her composure in front of Chu Yan. Later, she encountered an assassination, fell off a cliff, and walked a long way with Feng Ling on her back to find a cave. She also had external injuries on her body, and when she relaxed, she fell into a complete sleep.
Being held in the arms of Feng Ling, a stove emitting warmth, he immediately fell into all kinds of bizarre dreams.
I dreamed of Qing Yunyao, Chu Yan, my master, my father and mother, and even Pingyang...
She tried to open her eyes several times, but probably because she was too tired, Qingyue couldn't open her eyes.
In fact, before she fell asleep, she told herself that she would just take a short nap and stay alert at all times, so that she could wake up to feed Feng Ling some hot water and cool his forehead. But she really fell asleep and was held by Feng Ling, so she couldn't wake up no matter what.
Feng Ling was in a daze, and only felt that the place where her hand touched was smooth.
He opened his eyes and saw darkness.
He was stunned for a few seconds, and the memories before he lost consciousness flooded into his mind.
He and Qin Wan fell off the cliff together. At the critical moment, he was about to throw Qin Wan to the ground, but she grabbed his arm and fell off the cliff with him.
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