The moon rose high up in the sky. Even without a clock, Chen Wei'er could tell it was already late at night. She was tired and sleepy. Her head and hands hurt.
After confirming He Xun was in better condition, Chen Wei'er briefly cleaned herself up and wrapped her clothes around herself before lying down beside He Xun.
Chen Wei'er fell asleep in a short while. She assumed He Xun would soon wake up. After all, he always had a lofty and omnipotent image in front of her.
But the next morning, Chen Wei'er was woken up by the heat. It was as if a stove was beside her. She was confused for a moment.
In the next second, Chen Wei'er suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at He Xun, who was incessantly emitting heat.
Right then, He Xun's eyes were still closed. No signs of opening could be observed.
Chen Wei'er was really panicking. She touched He Xun's burning arm and then checked his forehead.
He Xun had a fever!
