Lan Nuoying was so frightened that she even dropped one of her shoes as she ran, and continued running forward without stopping.
It wasn't until I saw a small pavilion that I ran in to catch the rain.
The rain became more and more frightened, and Lan Nuoying gradually fell asleep.
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It wasn't until the morning, when the sun's rays dried part of Lan Nuoying's clothes, that Lan Nuoying got up in a daze. She felt that her head was so dizzy, she couldn't even speak, and her body started to heat up.
She stumbled around, hoping that she could reach Ouyang Chenhao. Finally, after turning more than n times, she came to the small house from a strange path. Is this the so-called blessing in misfortune?
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ouyang Chenhao's face was dark and his brows were knitted together. He came to Lan Nuoying with a message, then excitedly grabbed her shoulders and shouted, "Where have you been? Do you know?"
You know I'm worried about you!"
For some reason, her collapsed body gradually softened, and Lan Nuoying threw herself into Ouyang Chenhao's arms and burst into tears.
The person in my arms feels so hot, and the clothes are still very wet. I didn't see the tattered clothes just now, but now when I look at them, I just feel sorry for her. One of her shoes has fallen off. For those who don't know, I really thought she was a beggar.
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Gradually, the sound of crying disappeared, and I felt that the shoulders of the person in my arms no longer shook, but felt very stable, and I could hear the even breathing.
Ouyang Chenhao sighed slightly, women are indeed made of water. But looking at her haggard look, his heart really ached.
He helped her slowly take off her clothes and shoes, then wrapped her hair with a towel, and then went to find some clothes in the cabinet. For some reason, when she got here, there were clothes, chopsticks, pots and other utensils.
He helped her put on clothes neatly, and then gently wiped her hair with a towel. He gently covered her with the quilt, then took another towel to wet it, and slowly wiped her dark little body covered with mud.
Face.
Slowly, the little face that was as dark and dirty as a beggar suddenly turned pale. Ouyang Chenhao touched her head, and then frowned unconsciously.
He went to the stream to get some water and came to Lan Nuoying, then put the cold water in a plastic bag and put it on her head to help her cool down.
Since there are no fever-reducing medicines sold here, I can only use this retro and old-fashioned method to help her reduce fever.