"Gong Ye..."
She whispered urgently in his ear.
Her cheek was pressed against his, and she could feel that it was burning hot.
Just like when Tianxin had a fever back then.
"Do you want to eat steak?"
He suddenly said something random like that.
"You're awake, that's great! Gong Ye, can you sit up?"
She thought he was conscious and spoke a few more words to him, but he fell silent again.
She had to find a way to bring his fever down now.
In this godforsaken place, there was certainly no ice, and no necessary medicine.
There should be fever-reducing medicine on the plane, but it was too far, and she had no memory of the way back.
Moreover, the plane had crashed; even if there was medicine, she thought of the terrorists and dared not approach recklessly.
What to do?
She held her head with both hands, trying hard to calm down.
After a long time, in the darkness, she seemed to hear the sound of a stream.
The gurgling sound seemed not far away...
