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Lu Mingfei would never leave her behind, but seeing her eyes still gave his heart a pang.
He bent down and picked her up, "Alright, don't be afraid…"
Zhuo Anan knew that it must be a wound infection, coupled with the cold from being in the water, leading to a fever.
In this kind of place, the clothes on her are still a bit wet, and there's no medicine, so she could only endure it.
Drinking more water might help replenish some of the fluid she's lost.
Lu Mingfei carried her to a low-lying area where rainwater had collected.
He placed Zhuo Anan on a stone, "An An, sit here first, I'm just here to fetch some water for you."
An An nodded and then watched Lu Mingfei pluck some leaves and bring clean water to her little by little.
An An drank quite a bit and felt slightly better in spirit.
Lu Mingfei took out a pack of compressed rations, "An An, drink a bit to regain your strength."
