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Previously, when he was in the same room with An Yimo, it was all at night, moreover, he was still in a dazed state.

An Yimo coughed and interrupted his thoughts.

An Yimo had a fever, what was he thinking about? If she were to freeze again, that would be bad.

With that in mind, he quickly helped An Yimo up and carefully helped her put on her pajamas.

After putting on his pajamas and covering An Yimo with the blanket again, he crawled into the bed and hugged An Yimo as if he was hugging a ball of hot coal. Ye Tiancheng, on the other hand, did not feel warm.

It was unknown if it was because he was too tired or because he was a little muddle-headed due to the heat. After giving her another feeding of water while hugging An Yimo, Ye Tiancheng actually fell asleep.

Faintly sleeping, Ye Tiancheng was woken up by a burst of trembling. The cold shouting sound came from beside his ears, followed by a burning hot and soft face that continuously moved closer to his embrace.

"Oh, cold... "So cold …"

An Yimo yelled coldly as she moved closer to his embrace.

Ye Tiancheng jumped in shock and instinctively woke up. He hurriedly looked down at An Yimo, who was in her embrace. Under the dim light of the lamp, An Yimo's long eyelashes trembled non-stop.

"Hey, how are you?" Ye Tiancheng was extremely worried, as he anxiously patted An Yimo's cheeks.

"Cold, I'm cold... No, I'm so hot... "Ugh …" "Unwell …"

She spoke incoherently, but she could not clearly express what had happened to her.

Ye Tiancheng frowned, he picked up the thermometer beside him and measured, 42 degrees!

The temperature that had dropped a moment ago seemed to have risen once again. What was going on?

It must have been the wound on her elbow that caused the fever.

What should he do?

Ye Tiancheng had never felt so helpless and anxious before. After thinking for a moment, he just crawled up and fed An Yimo water.

Drinking more water would make you sweat faster!

He stood up and poured water in a flurry. After being put in for a long time, the water was just right in the right temperature, but Ye Tiancheng himself was already sweating profusely from the heat!

Carefully lifting up An Yimo to avoid causing her wound, she drank a large mouthful of water. Just as she was about to take half a mouthful of water, it was unknown if An Yimo was unable to drink it or choking on it, her entire body started to cough intensely and all the water she drank was spat out.

Ye Tiancheng quickly put down the cup of water and swallowed the remaining water in his mouth. As he patted An Yimo's back and wiped off the water droplets on his clothes, he was in a complete mess.

It wasn't easy for An Yimo to catch his breath, and wanted to feed her water again. However, she shook her head with all her might, as if there was still fear in her heart, and wasn't willing to drink another mouthful.

Ye Tiancheng worriedly frowned, and for a moment, didn't know what to do.

"Be good and drink a mouthful of water. Just one mouthful, okay?" Ye Tiancheng could only swallow it down and try to coax An Yimo softly in his ear as much as possible. However, people who were seriously ill, especially people who were confused by their illness, were simply children.

Ye Tiancheng was even more worried, frowning, he simply placed the cup on the side.

She had a high fever and did not retreat. If this went on, she would not be able to do anything. What could she do?

"Unwell, oh …" "So uncomfortable …"

An Yimo kept feeling that it was hot and cold at the same time. She wanted to push aside the bedding and hug Ye Tiancheng to keep him warm.

"Tianzheng, is she still not going to lose her fever?"

While he was frowning, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open. Ye Yiqing walked in with his wheelchair, frowning, his face filled with worry.

Ye Tiancheng looked at Ye Yiqing and frowned, saying, "Big bro, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet? Don't forget, your own hand is still injured! "

"It's just a small wound. "Aunt already changed it for me when I got back." Ye Yiqing closed the door, pushed the wheelchair towards the bedside and said, "It's been raining, I can't sleep."

As he said that, he looked at An Yimo who was in Ye Tiancheng's embrace, whose face had turned completely red. "I don't trust her either.

Ye Tiancheng's brows furrowed even tighter as he said, "It's burning up again, but … They can't feed me any more water. The doctor told me to use physiotherapy. "

Instinctively, Ye Tiancheng did not explain too much to him. He did not tell Ye Yiqing everything the doctor had said.

"How much?" Ye Yiqing asked.

"42 degrees." Ye Tiancheng said.

Ye Yiqing's thick eyebrows were tightly locked together as he said with a face full of worry: "Such a high fever is not a solution. "Then help her cool down."

"How do I cool it down?" I've tried the dry ice on my forehead and alcohol on my body a while ago. Retreat a bit and burn it up again. " Ye Tiancheng said.

Ye Yiqing looked deeply at Ye Tiancheng, and said: "I do have a plan, but … Only you can do it. "

"What method?" "Speak!" Ye Tiancheng asked hurriedly, looking at Ye Yiqing excitedly.

Seeing Ye Tiancheng like this, Ye Yiqing frowned even more, "Tiancheng, you're in too much of a hurry. Don't forget, she's not someone we can love. You can't give her, and you can't give yourself a shred of hope. "

Ye Tiancheng's face sank, and said: "Big bro, now is not the time to talk about this. Tell me first, how do you want to cool her down."

Ye Yiqing naturally knew that the situation was a matter of priority, and thus spoke a few words to Ye Tiancheng.

Ye Tiancheng frowned: "That's a good idea."

Ye Yiqing said: "The method is good, it's just that... I'm afraid you'll fall ill. "

"It doesn't matter." Ye Tiancheng thought that even if he fell sick, he could eat medicine, but right now, An Yimo could not use the medicine: "Brother, you stay here and guard her for a while, I will go down and call the maid to prepare."

"Hurry up and go."

Ye Tiancheng hurriedly pushed the wheelchair over, and carefully covered her with the blanket even tighter. He consoled her in a low voice, "Yi Mo, don't be afraid.

"Ugh …"

That abnormally gentle voice was different from Ye Tiancheng's tone of voice. After breathing in and breathing out, a familiar fragrance entered her nose, and An Yimo slowly opened her tightly shut eyes. What entered her vision was a pair of deep blue eyes.

The smell of mint, the blue of the pupils...

It was Ye Yiqing.

What was she disappointed about? Ye Tiancheng did not care about her at all!

With a bitter laugh, he looked at Ye Yiqing and gave a bitter smile as he said in a daze, "Big Brother, I feel so uncomfortable …"

"Don't be afraid, your fever is about to subside. It's okay, it'll be fine very soon." Ye Yiqing's voice was so gentle that it practically dripped down, as it lightly brushed past An Yimo's forehead.

An Yimo was having an intense fever. When his body gently brushed past, it was like a cool and refreshing wind had swept past. Her restless heart seemed to have calmed down quite a bit.

A wave of trust arose in his heart. He closed his eyes and fell asleep again. In his heart, a pair of deep blue eyes were imprinted.

Ye Yiqing's gaze was deeply imprinted on An Yimo's face.

After a while, the door was pushed open.

"Brother, Xiao Ai and the rest are about to come up. You go up to the pavilion first." Once Ye Tiancheng entered, he pushed Ye Yiqing onto the bed.

Ye Yiqing nodded. He looked at An Yimo deeply and sighed, he did not say anything else and nodded. pushed him to the side of the building and allowed him to go back.

Just as Ye Tiancheng returned to his room, Xiao Ai and the others came and knocked on his door.

"Young Master, all the ice is ready." Xiao Ai and another maid were each carrying a large barrel.

"Yes, pour it into the bathtub, and then put a jar of cold water into the bathtub." Ye Tiancheng said.

"Oh, yes!"

Xiao Ai and the other maid didn't know what Ye Tiancheng was up to, but they didn't dare to ask too much either. They hurriedly carried Bing Bing into the bathroom and followed his instructions.

On this side, Ye Tiancheng took off all of An Yimo's pajamas. Just as he covered her with the blanket, he heard Xiao Ai say, "Young Master, the water is full and the ice is poured in. You …"

"Understood, all of you can leave now." Ye Tiancheng said: "No, just wait at the door. I have something to tell you later."

"Yes." Xiao Ai and the other maid looked at each other, puzzled.

No one dared to question what the two Young Master were planning to do, so they quickly went to guard the entrance.

Inside the room, Ye Tiancheng took a deep look at the slumbering An Yimo, took a deep breath, turned her head, and entered the bathroom.

When the Xiao Ai and the other maid at the door heard the sound, they looked at each other in surprise.

The sound of the water was clearly … Could it be that Young Master used his own body to reduce Young Madam's fever …

Thinking of this possibility, both of them covered their mouths in shock, unable to say a word.

On the bed, An Yimo felt her clothes being stripped off, sometimes it was cold and sometimes it was hot, it was extremely uncomfortable, so she extended her leg and kicked the blanket away, exposing her body.

My throat is so dry.

She opened her eyes in a daze and squinted her eyes as the light shone on her. She looked around the familiar room and suddenly felt a cold and dry body coming towards her.

She, who was burning hot, immediately went over to greet him. She embraced her cold and dry body, unwilling to let go …

Morning.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, An Yimo woke up in a daze.

She had been awakened by hunger.

Opening his eyes, what entered his vision was a familiar room, Ye Tiancheng's room?

Frowning, he tried to recall the memories in his head. It was only after a while that he remembered.

She seemed to have been injured in the middle of the journey and even had a fever. Then … Then she lost consciousness.

Then she seemed to have been saved, and then what?

She looked around once more, then sent it back to Ye Family, and sent it to Ye Tiancheng's room?

With a frown, he carefully thought about it. A pair of azure eyes appeared in his mind out of nowhere, along with the fragrance of mint …

Is it Ye Yiqing? Was it Ye Yiqing who saved her?

"Creak …"

The door opened and turned around. It was Xiao Ai carrying a tray as she closed the door.

Xiao Ai turned around, and upon seeing that An Yimo's eyes were still open, she shouted in pleasant surprise, "Young Madam, you're finally awake!"

After saying that, he hurriedly walked over to help An Yimo up, and placed a few soft pillows behind her. He very carefully protected An Yimo's injured elbow as he said with concern: "Young Madam, let's drink some water first?"