Pure Love Imprisoned: My Ex-Boyfriend, Who Blamed Me, Imprisoned Me in Love

He Duoye did not cooperate with Lin Mian in examining his wound because his wound had become infected and he had a fever.

A re-bandaged wound will inevitably bleed again. The damp and stuffy environment not only makes the body sweat, but is also full of various bacteria and microorganisms... or perhaps, it is because the body is too weak after bleeding.

In short, He Duoye had a fever and his skin was burning hot.

Lin Mian then realized that she had forgotten to give him antibiotics beforehand last night. Now she took out the first aid kit, looking at the antibiotics and fever reducers, wondering if the two could be taken together.

He Duoye took both pills, threw them into his mouth, and swallowed them with cold water.

Lin Mian was furious and couldn't help but say, "How could you just eat it like that? What if these two medicines can't be taken together? Besides, there's clearly hot water right here, why did you drink cold water? Do you want to die?"

He Duoye was stunned for a moment after being scolded, then smiled and said, "We can eat together. I didn't notice it was cold water, so could you pour me some hot water?"

Lin Mian had a cold face, but she still poured him water, then hugged her knees and sat in front of the almost extinguished fire to start boiling water and cooking noodles.

He Duoye sat down next to her.

Lin Mian could feel his gaze on her, but she didn't want to pay attention to him. She was very angry and her emotions were out of control. She was angry at everything, so angry that she even slapped He Duoye twice.

Why didn't he tell her he had a fever? If she hadn't noticed it herself, was he going to keep it from her the whole time?

Does he have to wait until he's about to die before casually telling her, "I'm not going to make it, hahaha"?

Lin Mian grew angrier the more she thought about it, and she stabbed the fire with the branch in her hand.

He Duoye grasped her wrist, his palm burning hot.

He said, "The time I was shot in the back, the injury was much more serious than today's, but I still survived, didn't I?"

He lost a lot of blood that time, so much so that he felt cold all over and his vision went black. When he sat down to rest, he felt a buzzing in his ears and his consciousness was in a dazed state of being suspended in mid-air.

He thought he might die, but he was also unwilling to die silently like this.

Later, he developed a high fever due to an infection, so severe that even his eyeballs were burning hot. With his eyes wide open and stinging, for a fleeting moment, he seemed to see a hallucination of Lin Mian.

It's like a revolving lantern before death.

The images from those memories made his resentment erupt like a flood; he couldn't just die such a pathetic death.

He survived in the end.

He Duoye held Lin Mian's slender wrist, looked at the plain white ring on her finger, and said softly, "I'll be alright this time too."

But God doesn't care about this or that time; the rain suddenly intensified, and before Lin Mian could even finish cooking the noodles.

They quickly packed their things, put on their raincoats, and began to walk deeper into the woods.

But this time the heavy rain continued for a long time, and even though she was wearing a raincoat and a waterproof jacket, Lin Mian's hair, shoes and pants still got wet.

I had been walking briskly and sweating, and now that it's raining, I feel chills in waves.

The road was slippery and steep. Just as we reached a downhill section, He Duoye, who was in front, turned around and reached out to help Lin Mian down.

His arms remained steady, almost half-carrying Lin Mian as she steadily descended the slope.

Lin Mian hooked her arm around his neck and pressed her face against his to check his temperature.

Because of the heavy rain, Lin Mian's skin was cool, even a little cold, but He Duoye's body temperature was very hot. Lin Mian even felt that it was hotter than before, as if she were touching red-hot charcoal.

Instead of continuing forward, they looked for a suitable corner nearby where they could temporarily take shelter from the rain.

They had raincoats and tarpaulins, and could build makeshift tents using branches and leaves.

Perhaps things had finally turned around for the better, because Lin Mian unexpectedly discovered an abandoned wooden cabin, possibly a temporary dwelling left behind by some hunter. The cabin was built from tree branches and was very small, only a few square meters in size.

The room was empty and damp, with a slight leak in the roof, but a roll of air mattress hung on the wall and unburnt firewood was piled in the corner.

It's the perfect place to take shelter from the rain.

Once inside the cabin, Lin Mian had He Duoye sit against the wall. She took down the inflatable mattress, manually inflated it, and felt dizzy afterward. She squatted down to catch her breath for a while.

When she looked up again, she found He Duoye leaning against the wall, quietly with his head down.

In that instant, Lin Mian felt the whole world go silent, everything around her blurred, she couldn't see or hear anything, except for the quiet He Duoye.

Lin Mian didn't know how she got there. She squatted down in front of He Duoye and called his name.

There was no response.

Lin Mian slowly raised her hand to touch He Duoye's face. Just as her fingertips were about to touch him, He Duoye suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The man, who had been motionless just moments before, raised his head and gave Lin Mian a wicked smile: "You didn't think I was dead, did you?"

Lin Mian really wanted to slap him.

How can someone be so obnoxious and hateful?

She stared coldly at He Duoye, her eyes turning red: "If you keep this up, we'll sleep in separate rooms when we get back. You can live alone, I don't care anymore."

He Duoye stopped laughing, leaned on Lin Mian's shoulder, and said weakly, "I feel so dizzy."

Lin Mian: "..."

She let He Duoye lie down and rest on the inflatable mattress, while she started a fire and tried to hang up their soaked shoes, socks, and pants so the flames could dry them.

I also boiled water and cooked the noodles that I hadn't managed to cook that morning.

After eating the noodles, I took the medicine.

"Sleep with me for a while." He Duoye hugged Lin Mian from behind, like a scorching furnace, tightly enveloping her, his chin resting on the top of Lin Mian's head.

"We can stay here until the rain stops, until tomorrow."

Lin Mian didn't speak, but gently held He Duoye's burning hot arm.

The rain outside was getting heavier, making a loud, rapid patter around the cabin, and the poorly constructed cabin began to leak.

Water dripped from the cracks in the roof and seeped in from under the wooden door that wouldn't close properly, making the floor damp and leaking. Luckily, they had waterproof air mattresses, or they would have been soaked in water.

Water leaked from the roof, dripping onto Lin Mian's face and onto He Duoye's body.

Lin Mian tilted her head to wipe the water off her face, then turned over.

He Duoye had his eyes closed, his breathing hot, it was hard to tell whether he was asleep or unconscious.

Lin Mian raised her hands to block the rain dripping from above, but the rain was too heavy and more and more places were leaking, so she couldn't block it with just her two hands.

Lin Mian got up and tried to prop up the tarpaulin to stop the leaking rain.

As soon as she moved, He Duoye, who had been almost unconscious, opened his eyes, his hand encircling Lin Mian's wrist, his voice hoarse: "What's wrong?"