Rao was like this. He circled around in the wilderness until dawn, and then he cast off all the men in black who followed him.

Mo Chuan still did not dare to take it lightly. He found a cave in the hidden place and arranged it slightly. Shen Ning was placed in the cave. He untied the quilt. He found that she was still in a coma, with a few strands of broken hair on her cheek. She was short of breath, and her face turned abnormal flush again.

He put his hand on her forehead, only feel hot, she once again launched a high fever, mouth chatter constantly.

Mo Chuan is anxious and worried. For a cold like her, what she is most afraid of is the recurrence of the disease. Once the illness is repeated, it will become more serious and may be life-threatening.

He now knew that he must have been too forgetful when he was making love with her just now. He forgot that she was a patient who had not recovered from the cold. He also untied her clothes in a daze. No wonder she would get cold again, all because he didn't control himself!

At this time, it is too late to regret. His urgent task now is to send her to the hospital to see a doctor and reduce her high fever.

However, there are people in black who hunt her down everywhere. In Kyoto, we can't go back in any case. There is no other place to stay except the village.

Mo Chuan has always been decisive, encountered problems never beat him, but at this time to see her burning dizzy, but it is at a loss.

The cave was dark, damp and cold. It was harmful to her but not good for her. It was not a place to stay for a long time.

But where else could he take her?

Back to Xichu?

In her present physical condition, she can't stand the long journey. She is afraid that if she can't walk half the way, she will die.

What to do?

Mo Chuan felt helpless for the first time.

He did not dare to make a fire, for fear that the fire would attract the killer in black, but the mountain wind blew into the cave, making the cave more cold and humid.

Although she was wrapped in a thick quilt, she was still shaking and tapping her teeth.

"Cold, so cold..." She talks indistinctly.

Mo Chuan is pity and heartache, bite teeth, now there is only one way to make her no longer feel cold.

He quickly took off his clothes, leaving nothing behind, then got into the quilt and reached for her clothes.

She was so sick that she did not resist. Instead, she kept drilling into his arms.

His chest was thick and warm, like a heat source, which made her want to get close to him.

The naked bodies of the two men were tightly pressed together and wrapped in quilts.

Mo Chuan tried to get rid of the wishful thinking in his brain, took a breath, and his body became hot.

He hugged her tightly in his arms, tangled her limbs, and put his lips on her smooth forehead, murmured: "Ning'er, Ning'er, get better soon."

She was all in his arms, and she was too small to hold in comparison with his strong and strong body.

Finally, she was no longer shivering in his arms, and her irregular breathing became gradually stable.

Mo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, but after a short time, her temperature rose again when it was about to dawn.

Her lips were burned dry and burst. She whispered, "water, I want to drink water..."

Mo Chuan came out of the quilt, put on his clothes and ran to fetch water quickly.

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