Chapter 21
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He was dressed in a suit. His eyes were shut as he laid quietly on the bed. From afar, he looked like he was fast asleep.
Qiao Anhao raised her hand to knock on the door. Seeing that the man on the bed didn't react, she furrowed her brows and quickly walked in.
When she got closer, Qiao Anhao could clearly see that Lu Jinnian's body was trembling slightly. Instinctively, she reached her hand out to touch his forehead. She realized that it was shockingly hot. Even when she knocked on the door and touched him, he didn't react at all. He must have fainted from the fever.
Qiao Anhao hurriedly took two of the antipyretics she had bought according to the instructions. She twisted open the bottle of mineral water on the bedside table, then struggled to push Lu Jinnian up from the bed. She stuffed the medicine into his mouth and brought the bottle of water to his lips.
Lu Jinnian's fever was so high that he couldn't even drink water. Qiao Anhao raised the bottle and poured some water into his mouth, but who knew that he would spit out the medicine along with the water.
Qiao Anhao continued to feed him two more times, but it didn't help. His body temperature rose higher and higher, even the air around him started to heat up.
Qiao Anhao started to panic. He couldn't take medicine in this state, and he was in the middle of nowhere. Even the nearest doctor would take a few hours to get here...
Thinking about this, Qiao Anhao suddenly remembered when she had a high fever when she was young. Her mother would bring an ice pack to cool her down, so she placed the fever medicine and mineral water on the bedside table. She quickly walked out of the bedroom to the kitchen and opened the fridge. She wanted to find some ice to cool Lu Jinnian down, but she realized that other than some chilled mineral water, there was nothing else in the fridge.
Qiao Anhao thought for a moment before taking a few bottles of chilled mineral water back upstairs. She soaked a towel, wrung it dry, and covered Lu Jinnian's forehead with it. She then took off his suit with great effort and unbuttoned his shirt. She then took a soaked towel to wipe his burning body to cool him down.
The coldness of the towel made Lu Jinnian's high fever feel exceptionally comfortable. His tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed as Qiao Anhao wiped him with the cold towel. Even his trembling body gradually calmed down. Gradually, his ragged breathing became peaceful and long, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing that Lu Jinnian was no longer shivering like before, Qiao Anhao secretly let out a sigh of relief. She carefully covered him with the blanket and squatted by his bedside, guarding him obediently. Her gaze couldn't help but stare at his face.
His lips were abnormally pale, his brows tightly furrowed, and his face full of exhaustion. Even in this sickly state, he was still shockingly beautiful.
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