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Wen He might be feeble at the moment, she was a professional killer after all. She set a body alarm in herself, that she must wake up after the said 3 hours, no matter what happened by then. And as 3 hours lapsed, she got up from her deep sleep. She was conscious yet her eyes could not be opened.

"Wake up," said someone patting her cheek.

"Mhm…" Groaned Wen He, her eyelids quivered.

A giant hand reached for her forehead and tapped around, only to feel the abnormal heat. 

"A fever?" Huo Chen's brows rose. 

"What to do, sir?" The remaining crew looked at each other. 

One blatant truth would be the fact that the army must not stay or they might be ambushed anytime from now.

Nevertheless, Wen He was ill, they could not rush their journey.

Huo Chen pinched his brows, "Clear the area. We will leave immediately." Wen He was then lifted on to his back.

"Yes, sir!"

"Take my bag."