Sure enough, Song Xiang had a fever, which soared to 40 degrees. Yan Song and the doctor took a helicopter to land in the field in front of the small courtyard overnight and did a lot of examinations.
"The snake is indeed not venomous. The examination showed that it was not an infection. It was Miss Song who was greatly frightened, suddenly caught cold, and was overworked. Her body really couldn't bear it."
Yan Han stood by the door, frowning and listening to the doctor.
He only hesitated for a moment and randomly ordered Yan Song, "Send another plane over and we'll return to the city overnight."
Yan Song glanced at Song Xiang on the bed, didn't dare to say anything more, and left the courtyard to make a phone call.
The helicopter arrived soon, and Yan Han went to hug Song Xiang himself, but Song Xiang subconsciously grabbed the edge of the bed.
"Where's the gem?"
He gave her a stern look and said, "No more."
"no!"
Song Xiang's brain was confused due to the fever, but the tight bottom line was still there. When he heard that he didn't want it anymore, he immediately opened his eyes.
"Maybe after we help the old lady cut the wheat, she will sell it to us."
Yan Han's eyebrows tightened, he didn't expect this woman to suddenly become stubborn, so he could only speak as patiently as possible: "Go back to the city first, and come back when you feel better."
Song Xiang shook his head and refused to leave, "I just have a fever. I'll be fine after taking the medicine. Leaving now... is too insincere."
Yan Han kept leaning forward, his patience was exhausted, he didn't know what was thinking in this woman's mind.
"I don't need the gems, but the rewards will still be given to you, okay?"
Song Xiang gasped hard, "I just had a dream. The old lady will give us the gems in the next two days."
Yan Han: "..."
He really couldn't hold it anymore, and his anger was on the verge of exploding.
The doctor next to him looked at her and said cautiously: "Mr. Yan, Miss Song's high fever is not serious. Why don't you take some medicine and keep an eye on her first?"
Yan Han said nothing and stared at the woman in his arms.
Song Xiang raised the corners of his lips with difficulty, "Yes, take medicine, just take medicine and you'll be fine."
Yan Han breathed a sigh of relief and put her down with a cold face. He originally wanted to throw her away, but in the end he decided not to do it.
"If your brain is burned out, don't try to blackmail me for work-related injury compensation."
Song Xiang was in a daze and spoke with her eyes closed: "Didn't you say I have no brain?"
Yan Han: "..."
Even though she was burned like this, her logic is still clear. I don't know if I should give her a certificate.
He turned around and glanced at the doctor, "Prepare the medicine."
The doctor quickly looked away and went to the helicopter.
After a lot of back and forth, the helicopter prepared by Yan Song was inexplicably sent back.
Around two o'clock in the morning, Song Xiang's body temperature finally showed signs of dropping.
Yan Song left with the doctors and left them a large amount of supplies.
early morning
Song Xiang woke up in a daze, looked at the things in the yard, and sighed feebly: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have bothered, let Yan Song and the others airdrop."
Yan Hanzheng was unhappy and said to her: "You said it before we came here, to avoid people thinking that we are showing off our wealth."
Song Xiang was so weak from the fever that he had no strength to respond when he was attacked.
The old lady came to see her twice during the trip, and each time she left something behind, but not very long.
Song Xiang wanted to mention gems several times, but he swallowed them again. At this time, mentioning gems seemed a bit too deliberate.
For three days in a row, she lay in bed, letting Yan Han take care of her food, drink, and diarrhea.