The fire had already gone out.
At this moment, the ones keeping watch were Chen Wen and Hua Yun.
When they saw Dennis suddenly sit up, they immediately cast concerned glances in his direction.
"Dennis, what's wrong?"
Chen Wen asked softly.
Dennis was shivering all over, and he stood up with slight movements.
"Cold!"
As Dennis spoke, his teeth chattered uncontrollably.
Upon hearing this and seeing Dennis's extremely pale face, Chen Wen immediately took it seriously.
He looked at Hua Yun and said, "Mild hypothermia, go look around for firewood and start another fire."
Though the desert at night had no lights, the high stars and moon were bright.
They provided some illumination.
Upon hearing this, Hua Yun immediately went off with a dagger to search for firewood nearby.
Chen Wen, meanwhile, went to Dennis's side, directing him to move quickly and warm up his body.
Regarding hypothermia,
Chen Wen would just say that no one understood hypothermia better than he did!
