Chapter 22

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 once in a while, 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 seemingly making 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 . Her whole body tensed, and the two hands she had placed beside Lu Jinnian’s head tightened their grips on the bed sheet . Her lips trembled as she slowly positioned next to Lu Jinnian’s lips .

Qiao Anhao could feel her heart thumping uncontrollably . Counting the incident three months ago, this was the second time their lips had touched .

She stopped breathing, slowly transferring the water in her mouth over to Lu Jinnian before using her mouth to push the fever pills down his throat with the water . As she felt him swallow the pills and water, she quickly pushed herself away . Lifting her hands, she touched her lips, breathing deep as her heart thumped loudly .