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轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！A fever of 42 degrees is very dangerous. Under the arrangement of Shao Dong Liu Jun at Ming Guang Hospital, Lin Meng quickly entered the VIP ward, and everyone was in position. After an injection of Semisoma, the redness on her face subsided a lot, and her body temperature dropped, probably also due to the slow effect of the previous Baijiu massage. Then came a series of blood draws, tests, and then left oxofloxacin IV drip.

When the drip was being inserted, Lin Meng's consciousness became a little clearer. She vaguely saw a figure approaching her, and she started struggling. The smell that reached her nose wasn't familiar, but rather a strong antiseptic scent, which made her struggle even more.

The nurse whispered soothingly, “Relax, it’s alright. I’m just giving you a shot!”

But Lin Meng's vacant eyes couldn't see her face, the only thing visible was a blurry figure. She struggled to wave her hands, pushing at the figure, with her remaining strength, she mumbled: "Go away! Go away!"

The nurse was somewhat embarrassed. She caught hold of Lin Meng's hand several times, but Lin Meng struggled fiercely. She couldn't give the injection at all and could only helplessly look at Rong Ling.

Feng Ling frowned, strode forward, climbed onto the bed, and pulled Lin Meng into his arms, half-dragging and half-carrying her. He reached out and encircled her, trapping her in his embrace. He murmured softly in her ear: "Lin Meng, be good, don't move..."

Yu Xu, who was watching, was so shocked that his eyeballs almost popped out! Damn, tonight is too freaking unbelievable!

Lin Meng'er heard the familiar murmur and burst into tears. Two glistening teardrops, like clear streams, rolled down her cheeks. She recognized Rong Ling's voice, so she cried out in despair. "Rong Ling...Rong Ling... I won't sell...I'm not for sale...let him go...let him go..."

The only remaining sliver of lucidity allowed her to cry uncontrollably in his arms, transforming into a sobbing mess. Her already hoarse voice became even more raspy as she cried and coughed, the sound agonizingly painful. Rong Ling's eyes suddenly turned sharp like blades, radiating an icy murderous aura! What on earth had she endured during the time he pushed her out of the car!

The bad guess made him furious and wanting to kill. But the soothing words in his mouth became strangely contradictory, growing ever softer.

"Good girl, don't be afraid. It's okay now, I chased him away... Don't cry, I know you weren't sold. Whoever dares to say you were sold, I'll kill them... Be good, don't cry... Stop crying, I know you're a good girl, don't cry..."

He soothed her while gently stroking her silky hair. Such intimate gestures could easily put someone at ease. His every word and action always managed to achieve results in the shortest amount of time. Lin Meng, being coaxed by him, calmed down considerably. Though the nurse on the side was startled by Rong Ling's casual remark about "killing someone," she remained very alert and took advantage of the situation to insert a needle into Lin Meng's forearm.

A drop of clear intravenous fluid flowed into Lin Meng's body, easing the heat within her little by little. Slowly, her sobs subsided and under Rong Ling's gentle touch, she closed her eyes peacefully and drifted back to sleep.

He gently placed her down, covered her with the blanket, and Rong Ling got off the bed and walked to the door. As expected, Liu Jun was standing there, looking at him with a smirk.

Ron Ling didn't offer much explanation, simply saying, "I owe you one. Thank you!"

Liu Jun smirked, a low chuckle escaping his lips. His handsome face was full of playful mockery. "What politeness It's not easy to gain favor from someone like you, Rong Shao. I definitely made a profit this time!"

After saying that, he walked away with a smile. He also didn't say anything impolite like asking Rong Ling to have a drink with him, because it was obvious that the little beauty lying in the hospital bed weighed quite a bit and couldn't possibly let Rong Ling leave with him right now.

Rong Ling rubbed the corners of her slightly tired eyebrows and returned to the ward. Looking at Yu Xu, she once again wore a stern expression.

"Laosi, you check which vehicles went onto the highway between 9 PM and midnight tonight!"

Yu Xu had been stimulated by Rong Ling's excessive tenderness tonight, to the point of numbness. So he gave such an order, he really didn't think it was strange at all, only a bit gloatingly thinking that the fool who offended Lin Meng better not have gone too far, otherwise, hmph...

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When Lin Meng woke up, she felt her mouth dry and her body sticky, very uncomfortable. She slowly opened her eyes, and all she saw was pure white, a clean white that made her feel a little strange. She turned her eyes, catching sight of the sky-blue curtains. Sunlight streamed in from the window, making the blue color mesmerizing. Her eyes moved again, landing on the IV drip hanging above. Following the transparent plastic tube downwards, the recipient of the intravenous fluid was obviously herself.

She frowned, wondering to herself what was wrong and where she was! The memories of last night were hazy, causing her to squint her eyes and ponder for a long time before faintly remembering the torrential downpour last night and that handsome face that had roared at her. After that, there was only a faint scent of alcohol, followed by a constant warmth pressing against her.

"Ugh..."

She hummed softly, feeling even thirstier. She shifted slightly and only then realized that she was being held by someone. She stiffened and turned her head, meeting the gaze of a face so familiar it was almost imprinted on her heart. She let out a small sigh of relief. But thinking back to the cruel things he had done to her last night, anger instantly took over, replacing any other feeling. Frowning, she tried to move away from him.

A torrential downpour drenched Rong Ling in icy rain. He had run for over half an hour searching for Lin Meng. Even though his physique was remarkably resilient, he couldn't help but feel exhausted. Worried that Lin Meng might develop a fever and burn her brain, he prioritized her well-being above all else. He didn't even care that he was drenched to the bone.Last night, Lin Meng had experienced several bouts of fever. Her hazy consciousness transformed the usually docile little rabbit into a snarling lioness, yelling and demanding attention. Rong Ling could only soothe her repeatedly. Almost through the entire night, as dawn approached and he confirmed she had likely weathered the danger, Rong Ling finally allowed himself to sleep.

He was always alert. Feeling Lin Meng's struggling with his hand around her slender waist, he tightened his grip. She struggled, half-opening her eyes in distress. Without much thought, he instinctively got up and leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Lin Meng's. Sensing nothing amiss, he retracted his head. He tightened his grip again, closed his eyes, and in a hoarse, low voice, habitually soothed, "Good girl, don't move, sleep well..."

Lin Meng was flustered by his sudden intimacy and soft words, her usually pale face now flushed like a burning cloud, vibrant and beautiful. The nurse sitting beside them was drawn to their interaction and stood up, walking over to Lin Meng. She reached out and gently pulled the blanket that had slipped down, careful not to disturb Rong Ling and lowering her voice.

"Miss Lin, please keep your voice down, Mr. Rong just fell asleep. You were quite dangerous last night, almost turning into pneumonia. Thanks to Mr. Rong's care. He took care of you all night, he must be exhausted. Haha, Mr. Rong is so good to you, it makes us little nurses envious..."

The nurse, with her pleasant appearance, softly murmured words while smiling naturally. Her voice was also very gentle and kind.

Lin Meng was stunned by her words, carefully savoring the information revealed in them. Her face flushed, and at the same time, a mixture of emotions surged within her. Although the memories of last night were hazy, she still recalled a warm embrace enveloping her, a pair of warm hands gently caressing her, and a low, soothing voice lingering in her ear...

She slowly turned her head, and what met her eyes was still that sharp jawline, chiseled like a work of art. A closer look revealed the faint fatigue etched on his face. His slightly messy bangs, the dark shadows under his eyes, and the hint of stubble peeking out from his chin. This man had always taken great care of his appearance, presenting himself as suave and elegant in front of others. Even though she had woken up with him in bed before, all she ever saw was his radiant face. She had never witnessed this weary and slightly disheveled side of him!

Did he take care of her all night last night!

This realization made her heart tighten slightly, a pang of pain mixed with sweetness. It was for him, and she couldn't deny the warmth that filled her chest. Even though he had left her, he still came back. In the hazy memory of last night, most of it was his rarely seen tenderness.

She blinked slowly, then rolled her eyes around, looking at the room. Only then did she realize that this clean and spotless room must be a hospital ward.

His arms still encircled her possessively at the waist. His warm breath grazed her ear, each inhale and exhale causing hers to mirror his, slowly becoming one with his. In this room bathed in golden sunlight, her heart warmed as well. Turning her head, for the first time she could openly gaze upon his face - a face of unmatched beauty, captivating, and brimming with masculine allure. Taking advantage of the nurse sitting by their side being preoccupied, she quickly leaned forward, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before withdrawing.

I got a stolen kiss!

Cool, numb, crispy, sweet!

Sneaking laughter!

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