Beyond Shen Yi’s anger, he only heard the monk say slowly, "Benefactor Shen will have his wishes fulfilled."
At that moment, it was as if something in Shen Yi’s brain buzzed sharply, and then completely disconnected.
He looked at the monk and suddenly found his vision blurring, not only was the appearance of the monk blurry, but everything before his eyes was blurry.
Shen Yi felt the world spinning, he staggered a few steps, his hand crazily grasping at the void, but ultimately catching nothing, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Shen Yi abruptly opened his eyes and seeing Chen Yifan, his assistant before him, felt bewildered, his mind mushy.
The assistant, Chen Yifan, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him awake.
Yesterday was truly an exhausting day, even in the worst conditions, everyone had fallen into a heavy sleep deep into the night.
He too had fallen asleep, but when he awoke, he found President Shen with a flushed face, sweating profusely; he called out twice but received no response from President Shen.
In haste, he reached out to feel and discovered that President Shen’s temperature was frighteningly high, obviously running a high fever.
"Chen Yifan?" Shen Yi frowned slightly, calling out with some uncertainty.
Assistant Chen quickly replied, "President Shen."
Shen Yi wanted to say something, but for a moment couldn’t remember what he wanted to say.
Assistant Chen thought he was just feeling unwell and hurriedly said, "We’ve just received news, the water has receded by more than half, and we can barely pass now!"
"Let’s leave now!" They had no medical supplies, and Assistant Chen had no idea how severe President Shen’s fever was— all he knew was his hand felt burned when he touched him!
Assistant Chen felt regretful, being the assistant, he had failed to take good care of his boss.
But Shen Yi seemed as if he hadn’t heard Assistant Chen at all.
He recalled the chaotic dream he had, and as he did so, Shen Yi’s complexion turned pale in an instant; his breathing became rapid and eventually, he started coughing uncontrollably!
"President Shen!" Assistant Chen exclaimed in alarm, quickly supporting him and patting his back with a bit of force.
Despite this, Shen Yi’s cough didn’t stop, until the father they had helped the day before brought over a bowl of water.
"Thank you!" Assistant Chen expressed his thanks, swiftly took the porcelain bowl and then brought it to Shen Yi’s lips.
Shen Yi drank the water, and his cough slowly subsided, yet his mind was still consumed by that dream!
When he was dreaming, he didn’t realize it, but now he had come to his senses, the monk in the dream was clearly the one he had spoken with the day before!
And the temple in the dream was undoubtedly this place!
Then there was everything that had happened in the temple in the dream!
The monk, himself, and the Rebirth Plaque!
"President Shen, please keep holding on; we will be able to leave soon," Assistant Chen said as he couldn’t help but worry about his boss’s condition, afraid the continual fever would cause damage.
Still, Shen Yi didn’t seem to take it in, his head filled with the dream! It was all about the dream!
Ye Wanwan had died! He had offered the Rebirth Plaque for Ye Wanwan here!
But Wanwan was clearly fine at home, they had even video-called yesterday, and it was he himself who was in peril, he was the one in danger!
How could Wanwan die? How could she possibly die?