Chapter 210: : High fever (and above)

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One hand glutinous wet red blood.
Seeing this, Nanxun was terrified and almost fainted.
"Have you hurt your back?"
Moushan's tall body shook. He leaned on Nanxun's thin shoulders, and his handsome face was buried in her neck. He said in a low voice, "Nothing, Ivan should be able to find it tomorrow morning."
Nanxun's eyelashes trembled. "I'll help you sit down first."
"It's all right ..."
"Muse Sihan!" Nanxun frowned, and her beautiful little face became cold, "I let you sit down!"
Mu Sihan watched Dan'er suddenly grow big, and dared to scream at her little woman, with her eyebrows raised slightly, "You woman, have you eaten the heart of a bear?"
Nanxun glared at him, "Sit down."
Mu Sihan was forced to sit beside the fire by Nanzhao. She went around behind him and saw his wound in his eyes, followed by a tight clenching in his heart.
He should have been hit by a speedboat explosion.
He can stand it until now--
"You're resting here, I'll see if there are hemostatic herbs." No matter what Mu Sihan said, Nanzhao picked up the lighter and walked out of the hole.
Mu Sihan looked at her slender back, so obviously afraid of the dark, he went out alone.
Nanxun was lucky, she found the hemostatic herb.
After being crushed with washed stones, it was applied to his injured shoulder, a skirt was ripped off, and the wound was for him.
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In the end, when he was injured, his energy and physical strength were not as good as when he was not injured. After Nanxun treated the wound for him, he turned to his side and fell asleep with her head resting on her leg.
Nan Yan looked down at the man leaning on her lap, reached out and touched his forehead.
Seems to return to normal body temperature.
She rubbed her lower arm, her body sore and painful, as if she were about to fall apart.
Obviously tired, but no drowsiness.
She looked around the cave wall for a while, then looked down at the man on her lap.
He didn't sleep well, his sword eyebrows wrinkled, and his mind was heavy.
He was so overbearing, what would he get if he wanted it, and what annoyed him?
Staring at him for a long time, Nanxun didn't know how he fell asleep.
She was awakened by a deep hoarse shout and opened her eyes sharply. She lowered her head and looked at the man.
The handsome face of the man was abnormally flushed.
Nanxun reached out and touched his forehead.
Heart-warming.
Estimated above 40 degrees.
Nanxun was so anxious that she thought he would be fine when he returned to normal temperature.
Unexpectedly, another high fever was launched.
She was about to wake him up, and suddenly he heard a hoarse voice, "Xue Er ..."
Nanxun shrank fiercely when he heard what he called.
She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that her throat was astringent and burning.
Don't say a word.
"Xueer, sorry, don't go ..."
"I only care about you, Cher ..."
Every time he said, the blood in Nanxun's body followed the cold.
Until the blood vessels became cold and stiff.
He burned so badly that the temperature on his body was like a hot whip, burning her skin and her heart.
She stared at him hardly, the blood on her face faded.
She thought that she didn't care so much, but when he heard his affectionate and painful cry, her heart seemed to be stung by something. At first, she felt only a slight pain, but with this pain spreading a little, she realized It really hurts.