Xu Xingguang forcefully slapped his hand: "Don't move around, you have a fever."
Hearing this, Huo Wen'an stopped moving.
He had been hiking in the jungle for two days and then soaked in ice water. It would be strange if he didn't have a fever.
Huo Wen'an lay on a rock, scrutinizing Xu Xingguang.
Only after ensuring Xu Xingguang did not have any serious injuries did Huo Wen'an feel at ease.
Xu Xingguang took out a bunch of red fruits from her canvas bag, crushed one to taste it, and immediately frowned in disdain, muttering, "This stuff is still so bitter."
Xu Xingguang stared at Huo Wen'an for a while, then suddenly chewed up seven or eight fruits in one go, grabbed his mouth open, and kissed him.
Huo Wen'an was startled.
The happiness came too suddenly.
Unfortunately, he was feverish and his mind was not clear, unable to enjoy the taste of the kiss.
Suddenly, an unbearably bitter fruit juice was transferred into his body by Xu Xingguang.
