Before we knew it, it was getting late.

The bright moon hangs high, the sea breeze is gentle, and the sound of waves is faint, urging people to dream.

Huang Rong woke up at this time.

Her eyes were a little dazed, and she looked at the dome of the reef cave in a steady state. She felt the shadow cast on the dome as the fire swayed, like a ghost with claws, which made her feel palpitations for no reason.

Just as I was suddenly aware of where I was, a gentle and mellow male voice suddenly came into her ears: "Are you awake?"

When he heard this male voice, his heartstrings, which were tense even in his sleep, were almost always nervous, frightened and sad. Huang Rong suddenly felt a sudden thrill, like a kitten with a tail stepped on her head, jumping up and sweeping back without thinking until her back was against the smooth reef wall, and then she looked tensely in the direction where the sound came.

What caught her eye was a man with clear facial features, elegant and elegant yet heroic spirit. He sat upright across the fire, looking at him with a smile, and a faint apology in his gentle eyes.

"Sorry, I scared you. But don't be afraid, no one can hurt you with me."

Listening to the man's gentle comfort, Huang Rong felt that memories came like a tide and recalled the identity of the man opposite: "It's you, Uncle Jing. Is your injury healed?"

While speaking, she let out a sigh of relief, relaxed her tight body. Just as she was about to return to the fire, she staggered and went to the fire.

Huang Rong exclaimed, watching the flames get closer and closer to her, and was about to fall into the fire. A pair of calm and powerful hands suddenly rested on her body, holding her shoulders and slender waist, holding her firmly, preventing her from being burned by the flames.

It was Ouyang Jing who took action in time to support her.

"Why are you so careless?"

Just as he was talking, Ouyang Jing suddenly felt something was wrong, and only felt his hands holding Huang Rongxiang's shoulders and slender waist. In addition to the tenderness of the girl's skin, the hotness of the palms was also burning.

"Um?"

Ouyang Jing's heart moved, and after holding Huang Rong, he reached out and touched her smooth forehead, and felt that the tentacles were as hot as fire. Looking at her face, her pale and transparent skin was as if she was drunk, her face was flushed, as if she was in full bloom.

"Not good! I have a fever!"

Rong'er has a fever.

This is not surprising.

The tragedy of Peach Blossom Island has made Huang Rong immersed in great sorrow since last night. In addition to grief, there is also fear. Today, in order to save Ouyang Jing, she swam in the cold sea for a long time. Even though she has a good martial arts foundation, she is young and weak, and is exhausted. It is reasonable to have a cold and have a fever.

It was precisely because of the high fever that he suddenly felt frightened and suddenly relaxed, that Rong'er was weak and almost fell into the fire.

Ouyang Jing's expression was solemn, and he felt very bad.

Even in the 21st century of his previous life, science and technology were prosperous and medicine was developed, and high fever was a very dangerous disease. If you are not careful, you may cause brain damage or even death.

For colds and fevers, no matter how deep the internal force is, it is not helpful. Internal force is used to cure muscles and bones, and even internal organ trauma. People with deep internal force can also resist external evils and will not get sick easily.

But once you get sick, internal strength is not very useful, and all kinds of diseases caused by the virus cannot be cured.

Therefore, Ouyang Jing's pure and thick Nine Yang true energy is really useless for Rong'er's high fever symptoms.

"We must try to cool down, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"

Ouyang Jing's mother was a pediatrician in her previous life and she deals with children's colds and fevers all year round. Although Ouyang Jing did not study medicine, she still knows a little about how to use physical means to cool the patient under insufficient conditions so that the patient will not be burned by a high fever.

He immediately supported Rong'er and asked her to lie on the fur coat spread on the ground again. Then he wanted to leave the reef cave and get cold water to cool her down.

Just as he was about to leave, Rong'er's pale but hot slender hands grabbed the corner of his clothes and murmured: "Don't leave, Uncle Jing, Rong'er is so scared... Don't throw Rong'er here alone..."

Ouyang Jing patted the back of her hand gently and said softly: "Don't worry, Rong'er, you are my future wife, how could I leave you alone? It's just that you are sick, I must leave Xusou for a while and get some things to cure you. Don't worry, I will be back soon. Well, I will be back from counting to one hundred o'clock."

Rong'er's fever was high, and her pretty face was flushed and bright eyes looked at Ouyang Jing without blinking, and said weakly: "Keep your word?"

Ouyang Jing smiled slightly: "Of course."

Rong'er said: "Then I'll start counting now."

Ouyang Jing patted the back of her hand lightly and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"

Rong'er let go of the hand holding the corner of his clothes and counted softly: "One, two, three..."

Ouyang Jing stood up, used his body skills, and quickly rushed out of the reef cave.

After leaving the cave, he did not stop and rushed to the beach with the fastest light skills in his life. When he flew, he also counted in his heart at the same rhythm as Huang Rong: "Five, Six, Seven..."

In less than thirty years, Ouyang Jing had already flew to the beach.

He took off his middle clothes and immersed his clothes in the sea water, making them suck the sea water. Then he held the clothes in both hands and ran back to the reef cave. Halfway through the way, suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and he vaguely heard a "buzzing" sound that was extremely dissonant with the surrounding environment, coming from the night sky ahead.

Although I haven't heard a similar sound in twenty years, Ouyang Jing still recognized it immediately. The vague buzzing sound was definitely not a mosquito flapping its wings, but a sound of some kind of electronic machinery!

He gathered his eyes, looked up suddenly, and looked in the direction where the sound came. In the night sky a hundred feet away, under the bright moon hanging high, an exquisite silver aircraft seemed to fly slowly towards the direction where he was!

"Small drone!"

Ouyang Jing was shocked and looked around quickly. He saw a reef not far away, so he rushed without thinking and hid behind the reef.

Ouyang Jing is not afraid of a mere small drone.

For example, even if the aircraft of equal volume is equipped with weapons, it cannot carry many bullets at all. Because it is small in size and light in weight, the recoil will make it lose its accuracy when it is fired, making it difficult to hit. Therefore, this drone basically does not pose much threat to Ouyang Jing. He can even throw stones to shoot it down with his strong internal force.

However, now is not the time to fight.

Ouyang Jing is not alone, and Huang Rong, who is sick, is still waiting for him to take care of him. Once the drone is shot down or discovered by him, it will cause great trouble. Even with his martial arts, it is impossible to protect Huang Rong, who is having a high fever in the rain of bullets.

Therefore, Ouyang Jing could only hide for the time being and wait for the drone to leave.

However, in this way, time is delayed.

“Seventy-nine, eighty, eighty…”

While counting silently in his heart, Ouyang Jing secretly hated: "One hundred numbers are coming soon, why haven't this damn drone got out yet?"
Chapter completed!