Chapter 109: His Care, Her Fear
As the pain and fire inside her body receded because of the cold feeling, Yao Ran sighed comfortably and slept deeper.
Long Yu waited until Yao Ran stopped moving before he stood up and went to get water and a small towel. He kept wiping her forehead, arms, and neck with a wet towel to reduce her fever.
Because there are differences between men and women, he only wiped these three places and did not dare to touch other places for fear of offending Yao Ran. Long Yu kept changing the water and wiping her body throughout the night until Yao Ran's fever subsided.
When Yao Ran woke up, it was already five o'clock in the morning. Although she still felt weak, the swelling on her hands had subsided significantly, and her fever had gone down. She wanted to sit up but found someone holding her hand.
Yao Ran turned her head and saw Long Yu's upper body lying on the bed while he sat on the cold floor. His cold hand held her bandaged left hand, and the cold feeling made her feel extremely comfortable.
Looking at the bedside table, she saw a washbasin and a small towel. At first glance, it was clear that Long Yu had taken care of her all night.
After a moment of silence, Yao Ran looked at Long Yu and whispered, "Thank you."
After experiencing the cruelty of human nature at the end of the world for many years, Yao Ran has forgotten the feeling of being taken care of.
At this moment, she was both grateful to Long Yu and scared. She was afraid that she would become weak because of his care and kindness-that she would be betrayed again by someone she trusted.
Yao Ran stared at Long Yu for a long time before gently pulling her hand out of his big hand. However, her gentle movement woke him up.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Long Yu suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the bed. Seeing her sitting there, he reached out and touched her cheek. He was relieved to see that her fever had subsided.
Yao Ran hesitated for a moment and then said, "Alright."
After breakfast, Long Yu saw her look tired and said, "You should rest more. I will be back later."
Yao Ran felt sleepy, nodded, and lay down. When Long Yu left after washing the dishes, she had fallen asleep.
When she woke up again, it was already five o'clock in the evening. Yao Ran looked around and did not see Long Yu.
She got out of bed and went to open the curtains. The moment she saw the moth on the window, her scalp tingled.
The moth was bigger than yesterday. In addition to growing in size, its hair and stings also became longer and sharper. Just by looking at the color of its wings, Yao Ran knew that it was more poisonous than before.
Yao Ran looked at the moths on the window, and her expression sank. If someone was stung by a poisonous moth, it would be difficult to escape death without an antidote.
She was lucky because she prepared a lot of medicine before the natural disaster happened. However, others may not be as lucky as she is.
Just as she was thinking about it, Yao Ran suddenly realized something was wrong. Ever since she woke up, she felt like the entire building had fallen into an eerie silence.
She stood there for a long time before Yao Ran heard faint movement outside. She put on a respirator mask and protective clothing and left her apartment.
As soon as she walked out, she heard Huang Zhihui's voice, "Elder Sister Yao Ran, why don't you rest at home?"
Yao Ran turned around and saw Deng Qiqi and Huang Zhihui holding torches to kill poisonous moths.
Seeing them wrapping their bodies tightly with jackets and masks, Yao Ran said, "I feel much better now. Thank you for asking."