Li Beinian got him a thermometer and realized that his temperature was terrifyingly high, at 41 degrees Celsius.
She called the ambulance without further ado. When they arrived at the hospital, Mu Xichen was asleep again.
It was 4 am by the time he was put on a drip.
Li Beinian stayed by his side, feeling a little dizzy herself.
Except that she was filled with gladness looking at this man before her.
He had returned safely.
There were no external injuries on his body, but a checkup showed that it was likely he had inadequate rest over a long period of time. Furthermore, the weather was too cold and he had eaten too little, also, he was under tremendous stress. This was why he suddenly had a high fever.
Li Beinian had heard this before.
That if a person’s physical condition had been maintained at an excellent level for a long time, it would cause the spirits to be jealous.
And when your body’s defenses should weaken one day, they will do their best to make you uncomfortable.
There was a saying: When ill, good health crumbles like a mountain.
This was probably the situation.
Li Beinian looked at Mu Xichen who was now resting on the bed. From time to time, she would change his fever patch and wipe his hands and feet with alcohol to cool him down.
This continued until past 6 am, when Mu Xichen’s temperature finally fell.
Li Beinian used the ear thermometer to gauge his temperature. It was 38 degrees.
She secretly heaved a sigh of relief and after looking at the clock, she went to buy some breakfast.
She bought millet porridge, boiled eggs, and some appetizers that were suitable for sick people.
When she returned, Mu Xichen was sitting up on the bed.
From the looks of it, he must have been awake for a while. When he saw her return, his initially slightly knitted brows relaxed.
Li Beinian walked over and placed the breakfast down. She wiped her hands with a disinfectant napkin before touching his forehead.
His temperature seemed to have fallen further.
She felt a lot less anxious now, and was even chirpy as she laid out the small table for him. “Let’s eat something first.”
“You’re skinny,” Mu Xichen said. He looked at her pale face and lowered his gaze. “I’m sorry.”
Li Beinian laid the items down one by one and snorted unhappily. “You should be sorry. Why didn’t you answer your phone?”
“It wasn’t with me,” Mu Xichen said simply, his voice hoarse. “I was out of town the last few days.”
His phone was in the country though.
Almost all communication devices had been confiscated by them.
Fortunately, they did not search his ears, neither did they detect the tracker hidden under his shoes.
Otherwise, this trip would have been in vain.
Li Beinian could imagine the scene. She pursed her lips and remained silent.
After setting up the breakfast table, Li Beinian handed him a spoon. “Have something to eat first. We’ll talk after you’re done.”
Mu Xichen pursed his lips and looked at Li Beinian. He said again in his hoarse voice, “I’m sorry.”
Another apology, but it easily evoked Li Beinian’s grievance.
Feeling that sudden congestion under the bridge of her nose, Li Beinian sat down and took a big sip of the porridge.
The food had just been cooked and was piping hot. Li Beinian’s tongue was burnt and her eyes welled up with tears.
Mu Xichen had no appetite. He looked at her, frowned slightly and said, “Slow down.”
“How’s the situation?” Li Beinian placed the bowl down and looked at him intently. “Where’s Gu Mingye?”
“He’se back. All’s good.”
“So, did you really escort that person there? What happened?”
Mu Xichen nodded deeply in response to her question. “Yes, I did. Nothing happened.”
He had gone along with her suggestion of not doing anything that would create an alert.
It was only after getting out of that place that he realized, Lin Ya had made preparations for both eventualities.