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Five hundred and seventieth chapters should not have the idea

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

But I kept holding back and didn't say it.

Zhao Shu looked at her lonely back and wanted to comfort her, but when she saw her crying silently, hesitated for a while, without saying a word to disturb her.

Yun Dai didn't notice that Zhao Shu was looking at him.

She put down her trouser legs and skirt, looked at the dark outside, unable to sleep, so she picked up a small branch and drew it on the ground.

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

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

Their life and death are unknown, and she must be particularly worried.

Zhao Shu looked at her silently for a while and found that the branches in her hand were always repeating a word.

He looked carefully for a while and recognized that she wrote the word "".

Zhao Yuan's name.

Zhao Shu's mood was inexplicably complicated.

He sighed unconsciously.

When Yun Dai heard the sound, she quickly raised her sleeves and wiped her eyes, and looked back: "Prince, does the wound hurt?"

Under the fire, her eyes were red and her cheeks were covered with tears.

It made Zhao Shu think of rabbit again.

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

Seeing that his face was a little red, Yun Dai moved over and reached out to touch his forehead, feeling a little worried: "It seems to be a little fever."

The most fear of infection is that you are injured. If you are infected, you will definitely have a fever.

There are no antibiotics, what should I do?

For the first time, Yun Dai felt helpless.

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

Yun Dai smiled bitterly: "You are not a doctor, how can you know the dangers in it?"

At present, we can only rely on Zhao Shu's physical fitness and resistance to survive.

Because he was worried about Zhao Shu's injury, Yun Dai couldn't sleep even more, but his body was very tired, so he kept sleeping in a daze. From time to time, he would wake up and touch his forehead like a conditioned reflex.

What she was most worried about was still happening.

Zhao Shu changed from a low fever to a high fever.

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

Yun Dai wanted to cry without tears.

She could only use a veil to collect rain water over and over again, wipe his face, forehead, hands and arms.

The 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 down and saw that it was a stack of square handkerchiefs.

He turned around and saw Yun Dai lying on the side of a pile of hay, holding Yan'er with one hand, sleeping very well.

Her soft long hair scattered on the hay, slightly curled and a little messy. Her beautiful face, as white as the first snow, was full of fatigue.

Zhao Shu looked at it for a while, and reached out to her face by chance and touched it gently.

He was stunned for a moment, withdrew his hand and looked at his fingertips.

He didn't understand what he was doing.

Are you crazy? You actually went to touch this woman.

She is Yuan's woman.

Did he become weak because of his injury and have no idea about the woman around him who has lived and died?

Zhao Shu was alert in his heart, immediately calmed down, cut off the thoughts that arose from his weakness, no longer looked at Yun Dai's sleeping face, and turned to look outside the cave.

The rain has stopped, the morning light is clear, and the forest is quiet and beautiful.
Chapter completed!
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