Lan Ziye drove at the front, followed by seven other people. The group of eight cars arrived at Yajie's residence in less than 20 minutes. The environment and conditions here were similar to where they lived. Several people parked their cars.

We walked through the door and got out of the car in a hurry. No one had the time to appreciate the environment here.

Several people were still thinking about how they could get in if something happened to Yajie. As soon as they walked to the door, they found that the door was not closed but only ajar, with a crack left. 'Has someone gone in?' This was their first question.

One reaction.

Then he immediately rushed in and shouted Yajie's name. He went from room to room looking for Yajie, and with a shout of "Here he is!" a group of people ran to Yajie's room one after another.

Yajie's face turned red and there was cold sweat on her forehead. Lan Ziye put his hand on Yajie's forehead. The scalding temperature made Lan Ziye take his hand back and wanted to pick Yajie up. Unexpectedly, Yajie started to struggle.

Don't let anyone get close.

Everyone looked at Yajie's frail look, which was completely different from her cold look in the past. In their impression, Yajie had always looked like she would not approach strangers, and would not say a word even if she was hurt.

I never thought I would see this side of her.

"Don't make trouble. If you have a fever, I will take you to the hospital." Lan Ziye coaxed Yajie. If the temperature continues to rise, she will be burned to death.

Yajie was still struggling and refused to let anyone get close to him. She muttered, "Looking for... Yifan." Her voice was so low that no one in the room could hear her clearly for a while. Only the word "clothes" could be heard.

"Looking for clothes? What clothes are you looking for?" Several people were confused. What clothes are Yajie looking for? Isn't she wearing clothes?

"Yajie, what did you say? Say it again." Lan Ziye motioned for them to stop talking and asked Yajie again. Even when Lan Ziye's heart was hurt before, Lan Ziye had never been so gentle.

"Yi...Fan" hadn't eaten for two or three days, and Yajie had been in a coma for more than a day because of a fever. It could be said that there was no water on both ends, and her lips were split when she suddenly spoke.

This time everyone heard clearly that Yajie said Mu Yifan's name. Leng Zeming and Nangong Shang felt a little uncomfortable. Why did Mu Yifan leave without saying goodbye? Yajie was still thinking about her, and even

I made it look like this.

"Be good, I've gone to find him. He'll be back soon. Be good and take you to the hospital." Now I can only coax her and tell her that Mu Yifan will be back soon. Something will happen to Yajie if she continues to burn like this.

He just discovered that Yajie's clothes and the quilt underneath her were all damp. She must have been caught in the rain the night before yesterday. Otherwise, how could she have such a serious fever even if her wound was infected? And this dress was the one he saw the day before yesterday.

She never changed from what she was wearing.

"Hurry up at midnight. It is estimated that Yajie's fever is above 39 degrees. It will be very dangerous if she doesn't go to the hospital." Leng Zeming was very anxious now, fearing that Yajie would be in some danger.

Nangong Shang looked at Yajie like this and ran to the bathroom to find a towel. As soon as he entered the bathroom, Nangong Shang found blood stains on the tiles. He was shocked. After a closer look, he found that the blood stains had dried and must have been from before. Then he took a towel.

Soak it in water, take it out and put it on Yajie's forehead to cool down.

Seeing Yajie's uncomfortable look, Leng Zeming didn't care so much. He picked Yajie up and walked out. The others looked at Leng Zeming blankly from behind. They waited until Leng Zeming walked out of the door.

Chu Xing followed closely behind.
Chapter completed!