The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 180: High Fever

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: High Fever

Shen Ruyun continued the conversation, "This place is no longer safe, let’s go back to the old house and wait for news!"

She was cornered by Mr. Qian and probably the only person among everyone who was wholeheartedly determined to ensure Qin Yan’s safe descent from the mountain!

Lu Yi, the poor sap who had shown up wanting to climb the mountain, of course, needed Shen Ruyun’s help!

The mountaintop overhead kept shifting to and fro, threatening to collapse at any moment, and Shen Ruyun had been scared for quite some time.

"Shut up!"

"Yiyi, I don’t agree with you going up there..."

Lu Yi didn’t say a word, instead, he just walked towards the direction of the police, clearly determined to go it alone and with no intention of turning back.

Mrs. Bo’s heart was once again filled with anxiety.

On one hand, Lu Yi insisted on going up the mountain, and the police couldn’t stop him, so reluctantly they spoke up, "Comrade, if we let you go up the mountain and something happens, we will have to take responsibility!"

"We can’t bear such a significant life-or-death responsibility!"

"If you insist on going up the mountain, you must sign an agreement with us stating that you will bear the consequences should an accident occur!"

The police were helpless, after all, the troubled mountain was too close to the Bo Family’s residence, and its workers had already been evacuated after the rainstorm warning was issued.

The people trapped inside were from the Bo Family, and those wanting to enter also had inextricable ties to the Bo Family.

They were a group no one could afford to offend...

They had thought Lu Yi would back off after their warning, but to their surprise, he agreed without hesitation and promptly signed the agreement.

After signing, Lu Yi ignored the Bo Family’s objections and went directly into the mountain.

...

According to Old Zhang, Bo Yunshen had already treated Qin Yan’s wounds.

The conditions on the mountain were harsh, and the rescue resources were primitive. Qin Yan showed no reaction, causing Bo Yunshen’s frown to furrow deeply.

The sense of unease in his chest grew, and Bo Yunshen really wanted to ask Old Zhang about Qin Yan’s current condition, but he was worried that Old Zhang would spin more unfounded remarks about his affection for Qin Yan.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he sat on a stool inside and waited.

Bo Yunshen felt like having a cigarette, but the one in his pocket had already been soaked by the rain.

Old Zhang glanced at Bo Yunshen and snorted coldly, "Look at you, no ambition at all; as long as you’re not running a fever, there’s no immediate danger! What’s the rush?"

Bo Yunshen stiffened, his expression sour, "Who’s in a rush? I just don’t want her accident to drag me down!"

Old Zhang looked at Bo Yunshen oddly, his lips pressed into a tight line, his body tense.

Seeing this, Old Zhang unexpectedly refrained from further mockery and unusually, he added some tobacco to his pipe and took a puff.

Bo Yunshen’s body remained rigid for a while, then gradually relaxed, and he walked over to where Qin Yan lay and sat down.

The storm raged outside, with no sign of the rain letting up.

Bo Yunshen, worried for Qin Yan’s safety, stayed by her bedside, patiently awaiting rescue.

It was several minutes later when Bo Yunshen realized something was wrong with Qin Yan; her breathing abruptly grew heavy, her porcelain white face flushed red. Bo Yunshen’s body jerked as he reached out to touch her forehead.

It was burning hot.

Old Zhang had mentioned that as long as Qin Yan didn’t have a fever, her issues weren’t severe.

But he hadn’t mentioned what would happen if Qin Yan did get a fever!

Bo Yunshen checked Qin Yan’s temperature every few minutes and, seeing something amiss, he quickly pulled the thermometer from under her armpit.

degrees?!

It had been a very long time since he had seen someone with a fever as high as 40 degrees!

Bo Yunshen couldn’t sit still any longer. He suddenly stood up and strode over to the shelf to search through it.

After looking for two or three minutes, he went to another room and dragged Old Zhang by the collar to the shelves, with an icy edge in his voice that was piercingly cold:

"Where’s the fever medicine?!"

Old Zhang, caught off guard by Bo Yunshen, staggered a few steps as he was dragged, struggling to catch his breath. Just as he was about to curse at Bo Yunshen, he heard the question and furrowed his brow, asking, "What do you need fever medicine for?"

"She’s running a fever!"

This "she" was obviously Qin Yan!

Bo Yunshen’s eyebrows knotted into a deep furrow, and his gaze was so intense it felt suffocating. Hearing this, Old Zhang took a few steps toward where Qin Yan was.

He checked the temperature on her forehead and lifted the clothing on her leg for a quick glance, his expression immediately darkening.

"Her wound is infected—it’s critical!"

Bo Yunshen’s breath hitched.

Infected wound?

"I’ve already disinfected her wound when I changed her clothes just now, as you instructed. How could it still get infected?!"

"It’s likely from being drenched in the rain for too long."

Old Zhang’s statement was gravely serious, suggesting that Qin Yan could die at any moment.

Bo Yunshen blinked and resumed his search on the shelf.

"What are you looking for? Fever medicine?"

"Don’t tell me there’s no fever medicine in the mountains, even if there were, just bringing down the fever won’t necessarily save her life!"

That statement stabbed at Bo Yunshen, who turned back with a hint of bloodshot in his eyes, giving Old Zhang the chilling sensation of being preyed upon by a wild beast.

"What should we do then?"

"The medical facilities here are too primitive! Only if we get her to a hospital does she have a chance to survive."

Upon hearing that, Bo Yunshen’s gaze flickered.

Qin Yan can’t die.

Especially not now!

As soon as Old Zhang finished speaking, Bo Yunshen instinctively reached for the phone in his pocket. The slender, icy touch of it was still there. Just as he pulled it out, droplets of water fell.

Bo Yunshen’s face darkened, he tapped a few times on the phone, but the screen remained dark.

Having walked in the rain for too long, he didn’t even realize when his phone had water-damaged and failed!

He flung the phone onto the ground and looked at Old Zhang, asking, "Do you have a phone? Let me borrow it!"

"I’ll find someone to come in and take her to the hospital!"

Old Zhang, hearing this, instinctively scoffed at Bo Yunshen, "You’re just full of hot air. The mountain may not have collapsed yet, but with the way things are, it’s bound to happen sooner or later! Who would risk their life to come in and save you..."

A fierce look flashed through Bo Yunshen’s eyes.

Even Old Zhang, who had lived in the mountains for over a decade, felt a chill down his spine.

"Phone!"

Bo Yunshen practically squeezed the words through clenched teeth.

The panic inside him began to consume his sanity bit by bit. Bo Yunshen didn’t think he was worried about Qin Yan—he simply didn’t want Qin Yan to die. Three years ago, Qin Yan had intervened and ruined his wedding to Manman.

The knot hadn’t been untangled; if Qin Yan died now, wouldn’t that be letting her off easy?

Bo Yunshen clenched his fist at the thought.

Old Zhang didn’t believe Bo Yunshen could find anyone. He threw an old-style cell phone in front of Bo Yunshen and angrily said, "Here’s your damn phone, you brat. I’ll see if you can find someone!"