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Chapter 119 Fever

Wenruo lay quietly on the hospital bed, her pale cheeks as if they were tinged with a light layer of rouge.

"That's great! Her temperature has come down, and her wake-up time has passed. She should be fine now." The doctor removed his stethoscope and reported the good news to the two of them with a relieved expression.

Lu Zhao glanced furtively at Lin Yu, who remained silent beside him, sighed inwardly, picked up the coat he had just taken off, and said, "You stay here and watch over her. I'm leaving now."

It wasn't until I stepped out of the infirmary that I heard a reluctant "Be careful on the way" from behind.

She smiled slightly, gave a soft reply, and walked out alone.

The doctor had already left for the day, leaving only Lin Yu sitting by the bedside watching over the still-sleeping girl.

Lin Yu gently brushed aside the stray hairs on the girl's forehead with his long, slender fingers, roughened from years of heavy work. He stared at her for a while, then lowered his head and let out a bitter laugh.

"From beginning to end, I was the only one who was useless."

She leaned back awkwardly, muttering to herself, an overwhelming wave of bitterness washing over her.

……

"Achoo!" Lu Zhao sneezed, then wiped the goosebumps on his arm and couldn't help but complain, "Bai Yan, even with you here, how come I still caught a cold? Are you no good?"

A buzzing sound came from his chest, "Master, you used me to absorb that girl's high temperature into your body, so you can't blame me."

Is that so?

Lu Zhao touched his burning forehead and raised an eyebrow slightly. "I can't just watch her burn to death there, can I?"

Moreover, this high temperature is nothing to her; she can take some fever-reducing medicine and sleep through the night and she'll be fine.

Bai Yan didn't say anything more, probably because he was speechless.

The principle of fever is that various factors, including infectious and non-infectious factors, act on the body, causing an increase in the production of endogenous pyrogens and the release of some pyrogenic mediators, which act on the body's temperature regulation center, causing the body's temperature set point to shift upward.

Nothing in the world disappears without a reason. Lu Zhao said he could help Wen Ruo relieve the high temperature, but in reality, he just used the white flame as a medium to transfer these things to himself.

The white flames were also part of her body, and to dispel them, she would have to do it herself.

She chuckled softly, dried her freshly washed hair, and glanced at the clock; it was already past nine o'clock at night.

"Strange, did Xiao Fei sleep all day at home?" she muttered to herself as she went to the living room, only to find that the food on the table had been eaten and cleaned up.

Well, at least the young lady knows how to eat.

After finally drying his hair and putting on a slightly thicker set of pajamas, Lu Zhao walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and looked out at the still drizzling rain.

"On a winter night like this, I suddenly feel like having a beer."

That's what she said, but Lu Zhao knew very well that if she actually opened a can of wine and drank it, she would probably be drunk until the next morning.

Never mind, she still has a fever.

Feeling a little dizzy, she went upstairs, yawned, and looked at Xia Zhifei's bedroom at the other end of the corridor. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to go and take a look.

"Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei?" After knocking on the door for a long time without any response, Lu Zhao frowned, greeted the person inside, and then pushed the door open and entered.

Contrary to expectations, Xia Zhifei was inside, but he was sitting on the wooden floor with his legs bare and no regard for his image, wearing headphones and intently watching the projected game.

Whew… I was terrified. She thought this young lady had left without a sound.

Lu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, walked over somewhat helplessly, and took off her earphones. "Xiao Fei, have you had dinner yet?"

Seeing this, Xia Zhifei quickly stopped playing her game, blinked her doe-like eyes at her, and smiled at her with a beaming smile: "Azhao, you're back!"

This person is really...

"I asked you if you've eaten yet," Lu Zhao asked again, helplessly.

The young lady lowered her head shyly, "Not yet... I got up at noon, had lunch, and when I saw you weren't here, I went back to my room to play games for a while."

You call this a "short time"?

Lu Zhao was speechless for a moment, and couldn't think of anything to scold her with, so he could only sigh, roll up his sleeves and say, "Then I'll make you something, what would you like to eat?"

"Wonton!" The young lady immediately raised her hand.

"Okay, remember to come out after you finish this game." She gently tapped Xia Zhifei's head, smiled helplessly, and then walked out of the room.

Despite being such a grown-up, he was still spoiled like a child by the original owner of this body.

The main reason is... even if it were her, she wouldn't have the heart to say harsh words to Xia Zhifei.

Sigh, people who are obsessed with looks are truly terrifying.

With a silent sigh, Lu Zhao had one foot on the stairs and the other dangling in the air when he suddenly felt dizzy, his body swayed, and he fell straight down.

"Owner!"

Bai Yan immediately transformed into a leopard and helped her up in time, thus preventing the tragedy of her tumbling down the stairs.

"Huh?" Lu Zhao leaned against it, somewhat bewildered, and shook his head, his mind still foggy.

Oh...it seems to be due to a high fever.

She subconsciously touched her still burning forehead before she had a chance to look at the white flame beside her, and smiled at it, "Thank you."

Only after confirming that she was truly alright did the white flame return to her body—releasing psionic energy also consumes the manipulator's stamina.

Lu Zhao wasn't one to push himself too hard. After realizing that his body really needed rest, he ordered a wonton delivery and told Xia Zhifei to remember to pick it up at the door before going back to his room.

At first, the young lady didn't realize what was going on, but after the game ended and she thought about it more carefully, she realized that something was a little off.

"Ah Zhao?" Xia Zhifei knocked on the door cautiously and came in, carrying a cup of hot water. Seeing that the person on the bed did not respond, she walked over with peace of mind.

Lu Zhao usually falls asleep as soon as she gets back to her room, but since transmigrating, she has always been a light sleeper. No matter how hard the young lady tries to control herself and not make a sound, she inevitably wakes people up when she walks to the bedside.

"Hmm?" Lu Zhao woke up groggily and looked at her with some confusion.

Xia Zhifei then placed the water on the bedside table, turned on a bedside lamp, and leaned over with concern to ask, "What's wrong? You don't seem very energetic today."

"Oh... she probably caught a cold from being caught in the rain." Lu Zhao didn't tell her what happened today, afraid that the young lady would go to Wenruo again because of him.

"Really?" Xia Zhifei frowned, reached out and touched her forehead, his expression growing increasingly unpleasant. "You have a fever."

"You'll be fine tomorrow after taking the fever reducer." She forced a smile and urged Xia Zhifei to leave quickly. "Alright, you should go back now, or you'll catch something from me."

Xia Zhifei felt that her childhood sweetheart was hiding something from her, but seeing Lu Zhao's current state, she lost the will to ask and could only tell her to lie down and rest, and ask her in detail later.

Chapter 120 The Game Is About to Begin

When she woke up the next day, her high fever had completely subsided, and the soreness caused by training had also disappeared. She was a little envious of her excellent sleep quality, but she could only attribute it to the fact that the Spirit Race had a better physique than ordinary people.

Lu Zhao stretched comfortably, then got out of bed to change his clothes. He checked the time and it was only 7:30 in the morning.

Humming an unknown tune, he happily stepped out of the room, but Lu Zhao was instantly dumbfounded when he looked down at the living room.

What's going on with all this food on the table?

Also, why would a young lady who usually loves to sleep in get up so early to eat downstairs?

Oh no, could she have misread the time? Is it 2 PM now instead of 2 AM?

She was about to take out her phone to check the time again when she made too much noise and was noticed by the young lady downstairs, who leisurely called out to her, "Ah Zhao, why aren't you down for breakfast yet?"

It really is breakfast.

Instinctively feeling that something was wrong, Lu Zhao swallowed hard, forced a smile, and mustered his courage to walk down and carefully sit down next to Xia Zhifei.

"Hmm, you got up quite early today. Looks like you rested well yesterday," she said casually.

But the young lady had no intention of beating around the bush and went straight to the point: "I had a good rest yesterday, how about you?"

The chopsticks he had just picked up trembled and almost fell off the table. Lu Zhao hurriedly caught the chopsticks, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "I've been resting well, and my high fever has subsided."

"Resist and you'll be punished severely, confess and you'll be treated leniently. Tell me! Where did you go yesterday?" Xia Zhifei frowned unhappily. The aristocratic young lady demeanor she had just displayed vanished at this moment. She stood up and slammed her hand on the table, asking fiercely.

"I...I went to the martial arts school!" Lu Zhao was startled and blurted out without thinking.

"Huh?" Xia Zhifei was taken aback, sat down somewhat blankly, and asked in a much gentler tone, "What were you doing at the martial arts gym?"

Lu Zhao scratched his head sheepishly: "I was in a bad mood, so I went to the martial arts gym to practice. I felt pretty good, but it rained on the way back and I got soaked, so I developed a fever."

Bad mood?

Xia Zhifei keenly caught this keyword, his brows furrowed deeply, and his gaze unconsciously shifted from her face to the sumptuous meal in front of him. He stammered, "Then...then you should eat more in the morning."

She didn't know how to comfort Lu Zhao now. Ever since that incident a month ago, she suddenly felt that her childhood sweetheart had become inexplicably distant from her.

However, in detail, it wasn't a complete estrangement, but rather a state of being neither too close nor too distant, sometimes near and sometimes far. Many times, even though the two of them could clearly understand each other's thoughts with just a gesture or a glance, Xia Zhifei found herself unable to see through Lu Zhao anymore.

Perhaps it was because recent events had put too much pressure on Lu Zhao, causing her to close herself off again, or perhaps it was for some other reason she didn't know.

However, Xia Zhifei knew very well that if it was for Lu Zhao's own good, then she should be more tolerant of his unpredictable behavior.

"Xiao Fei?" Lu Zhao looked at her with some doubt, not expecting her question to be so... all bark and no bite.

Xia Zhifei touched her nose, casually picked up a piece of water chestnut cake and put it in her bowl, "Even if you are healthy, you should eat more after you are sick. Take good care of your health next time, and remember to use an umbrella when it rains."

"Oh..." she responded blankly before burying her head in her breakfast.

To her surprise, the young lady gave her a rather conflicted look and couldn't help but ask again, "Have you been having any worries lately?"

There are so many, but I can't tell you any of them.

Lu Zhao silently added in his mind, but said aloud, "It's nothing, I've just been working non-stop for a few days and I'm a little tired."

"In that case, why don't you apply for a time off in lieu of leave?" Xia Zhifei asked with concern.

"No, I feel much better today," she said, looking up and smiling. "I still have to earn money to support you, Miss."

Xia Zhifei's eyes widened suddenly, and she crossed her arms defiantly, "Who's supporting whom here? Fine, I'm going to work today too, and I'll use my salary to help with household expenses!"

Lu Zhao couldn't help but smile and didn't reply.

"Fine, you still don't believe me? Come on, let's go to work!"

"Hey, finish your food first!"

"Why are you still eating? I'm going to work!"

After a period of chaos, the two finally finished breakfast and got everything ready to head out.

Seeing the young lady walking not far away with an aura that made people want to stay away, Lu Zhao shook his head helplessly and could only quicken his pace to catch up.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She quickly told Xia Zhifei to find a shared car first, and then she slowed down so she could answer the phone.