Small Acts of Love (8)

Just then, Qiao Anhao suddenly remembered how her mother would use an ice pack to cool her down when she had a fever. She placed the medicine and water onto the bedside table before quickly leaving the bedroom and heading down to the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator and freezer door for some ice cubes to cool Lu Jinnian down, but she when she opened it, all she found was chilled mineral water.

The cooling towel was like an ice on coals, bringing comfort to Lu Jinnian. His tensed-up brows began to relax as Qiao Anhao continuously wiped his body, and even his trembling started to calm. Gradually, as he fell into deep sleep, his ragged breathing became calm, deep breaths.

Seeing that his trembling had stopped, Qiao Anhao sighed inwardly. She carefully tucked him in before kneeling beside the bed, guarding him. Her gaze couldn't help falling onto his face.

His lips were unnaturally white, his brows furrowed, and his face streaked with fatigue. But even in such a condition, he still managed to look mesmerizing.

Qiao Anhao couldn't help getting lost in Lu Jinnian's face.

By the time she resurfaced, the skies were already dark and the already silent place seemed even more quiet, even the bugs from the forest could be heard.

The lights in the bedroom were not switched on. Surrounded by complete darkness, Qiao Anhao used the light from her phone to find the light switch and flip it on. She then reached out to touch Lu Jinnian's forehead again. Sensing that his temperature had dropped slightly but was still too warm, she replaced the towel on his forehead with a freshly chilled one.

She continued to guard him beside his bed, refusing to fall asleep. Every so often, she would replace the towel on his forehead, and once it was 11 pm, his temperature was no longer startling. Only then did Qiao Anhao thoroughly relax. Sitting on the floor leaning against the bed, she fell asleep, no longer able to stay awake.

Due to the poor sleeping posture, she awoke after a while. Instinctively, she reached out to feel Lu Jinnian's forehead and found that the fever was back again. She hurriedly prepared another chilled towel to put on his forehead, but this time, the towel did not have any effect. His temperature continued to raise, and he whimpered in pain as he slipped into unconsciousness.

The cold towel was only a temporary solution. To fully eradicate the fever, medicine was necessary.

Deep into the night and in such a deserted place, Qiao Anhao started to become increasingly more worried...

She stared at Lu Jinnian for a while before she seemingly made a decision. She stood up and took the medicine from the bedside table. She then stuffed it into Lu Jinnian's mouth before taking a big gulp of water. Slowly, she brought her mouth closer to Lu Jinnian, aiming for his lips.

As she lowered her head, his face magnified. She could clearly feel his breath.