Chapter 571

It turned out that she was also injured in the place of the trap.

But he kept holding back and didn't say anything.

Looking at her lonely back, Zhao Shu wanted to comfort her, but seeing her cry silently, he hesitated for a while and didn't make a sound to disturb her.

Yun Dai didn't realize that Zhao Shu was looking at her.

She put down her trouser legs and skirt, looked at the dark outside, couldn't sleep, so she picked up a twig and drew on the ground.

Zhao Shu looked at her hand and felt that she seemed to be writing something.

He meditated for a while following the direction she wrote in his heart, and found that she was writing Yuzhu's name, as well as the names of Hongdou and Ying.

Their lives and deaths are unknown, and she must be particularly worried.

Zhao Shu watched her silently for a while, and found that the branch in her hand was repeating a word all the time.

He looked carefully for a while, and recognized that what she wrote was "Jing".

Zhao Yuanjing's Jing character.

Zhao Shu's mood was inexplicably complicated.

He sighed unconsciously.

Yun Dai heard the voice, quickly raised her sleeves, wiped her eyes, and looked back: "My lord, does the wound hurt?"

Under the firelight, her eyes were red, and her cheeks were still stained with tears.

It made Zhao Shu think of rabbits again.

He didn't expose what she was crying, but just lowered his eyes and said, "A little bit."

Seeing that his face was a little red, Yun Dai quickly moved over and touched his forehead with her hand, feeling a little worried: "It seems that he has a fever."

Injury is most afraid of infection, infection will definitely have a fever.

There are no antibiotics, so what should I do?

Yun Dai felt powerless for the first time.

"It's just a fever, why are you so sad?" Zhao Shu didn't care.

Yun Dai smiled wryly: "You are not a doctor, how would you know the danger involved?"

Right now, Zhao Shu can only rely on his own physique and resistance to carry it through.

Because she was worried about Zhao Shu's injury, Yun Dai couldn't sleep even more, but her body was very tired, so she couldn't fall asleep all the time. Waking up from time to time, I touched his forehead reflexively.

What she was most worried about still happened.

Zhao Shu's fever turned from low to high.

Not only his forehead, but his whole body was extremely hot.

Yun Dai wants to cry but has no tears.

She could only catch the rain with a veil over and over again, wipe his face, forehead, hands and arms.

The long and difficult night passed slowly.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines in the cave.

Zhao Shu opened his eyes and felt something on his forehead. He took it off and saw that it was a stack of square handkerchiefs.

He turned his head and saw Yun Dai lying sideways on a pile of hay, with one arm around Yan'er, sleeping soundly.

Her long, soft hair was scattered on the dry grass, and the fluffy hair was slightly curled up, a little messy. Her face, which was as white as the first snow, was full of exhaustion.

Zhao Shu looked at her for a while, then reached out his hand to her face by accident, and touched it lightly.

He froze for a moment, retracted his hand, and looked at his fingertips.

He didn't understand what he was doing.

Are you crazy to touch this woman?

She is Yuan Jing's woman.

Could it be that because of his injury, he also became weak, and he had thoughts that he shouldn't have about the woman beside him who had lived and died with him?

Zhao Shu was vigilant in his heart, and immediately restrained his mind, cut off this bit of whimsy arising from his weakness, stopped looking at Yun Dai's sleeping face, and turned his head to look outside the cave.

The rain has stopped, the dawn is twilight, and the woods are quiet and beautiful.

He moved his arm, but still had a dull pain, but he was much better, his body was also very relaxed, and the fever had completely subsided.