Dia Ting had a fever.

The whole person burned for most of the night.

Ouya has been guarding him by the side, and then there is really no way but to run to the yard, wet the rainwater caught in the water tank with his clothes, and wring it to cool him down.

"Diating, it's okay...... It's all right to endure it......"

Ouya kept running back and forth, never so worried about whether something would happen to a person, and in the second half of the night, after the temperature of Dia Ting dropped, she herself was tired and paralyzed.

Relying on Dia Ting, he fell asleep in a daze.

"Water...... Shui ......" In a trance, an unconscious murmur kept ringing in his ears, Ou Ya woke up suddenly, and turned to the man next to him in surprise.

smiled happily, "Diating, are you awake?" ”

"Water ......"

Another murmur.

Dia Ting was groggy and hadn't woken up at all.

After a high fever in the middle of the night, his whole body was soaked with sweat, Ouya reached out and touched it, making sure that the temperature on his body must have faded, and hurriedly reached out to untie his coat and put the soaked clothes aside.

"Water ......"

Dia Ting kept repeating the same word, his dry lips uncomfortably slightly opened, and he vaguely saw the chapped.

What to do?

Ouya looked at him uncomfortably, and then remembered that all the drinking water had been used by her to clean his wounds, and now all that was left was the rainwater caught in those tanks.

There was no way, Ouya couldn't care about the water that could not reach the standard of drinking water, dragged his tired body to get up, stumbled to the side of the water tank, took some water, and then returned to Di Yating's side.

Carefully feed it to his mouth.

"Ahem—"

After coughing for so long, Dia Ting drank a little anxiously, and choked all of a sudden.

"Drink ...... slowly"

Unlike his usual irritability, Ouya seemed very patient, moved the mouth of the bottle slightly, and reminded him softly.

After tossing for a while, Ouya asked Dia Ting to stop, and he was too thirsty, so he drank the rest of the water from his water bottle.

The bottle was put aside, and he helped Di Yating to his lap, carefully avoiding his wound and letting him sleep on his pillow.

Both of them were extremely tired, and it didn't take long for them to fall asleep.

When Ouya woke up again, he was still woken up by the man next to him.

It was still dark outside the window, and it was not yet dawn.

"Cold ......"

Di Yating didn't wake up, but his tall body curled up in a ball, hugging himself tightly, trembling slightly.

Ouya was stunned for a moment, then took out her warm quilt from her bag, and put it on him without thinking about it.

After a high fever, you should pay attention to keeping warm, otherwise it is easy to catch a cold.

These Ouya all know, it's just that she has searched the entire yard just now, and there is nothing that can be heated hard, but fortunately they brought their own warm quilt, and she has covered it for Di Yating as soon as possible.

I thought he would feel warm, but who knows if he was still shaking all the time.

"Cold ......"

The low murmur was like a whimper, with a hint of fragility that he had never revealed, clutching Ouya's heart tightly.

Ouya couldn't think of any other way, so she just lifted the quilt gently, got into it herself, and hugged him tightly.

After covering it for a while, Dia Ting was still trembling.

"Dia Ting ......"

Ouya knew very well that he would definitely catch a cold if he continued like this, gritted his teeth, got out of the quilt, and reached out to untie his clothes.