In the blink of an eye, Zhai Cheng was left alone by the railing. He stared at the lake, which was now so quiet that it seemed as if no one had ever fallen into it. A sense of anxiety burned deep in his heart.
The greenish lake seemed bottomless. Zhai Cheng stared at it for a long time. Fear welled up from the bottom of his heart and shrouded his mind. He tightly pursed his thin lips.
Zhai Cheng shook his head as if to drive away the fear. Song Ge's panicked eyes were already deeply engraved in his mind.
"Damn it!" Zhai Cheng cursed under his breath. He resolutely took off his coat and flung it to the ground. Then he stepped over the railing with his long, straight legs and was about to jump.
"Splash!" It was the sound of someone emerging from the water!
Like a flexible mermaid, Song Ge suddenly popped out of the lake. She raised her hand to wipe the water off her face, but the water droplets still hung on her eyelashes. Her originally smooth hair was now wet.
Zhai Cheng stopped in his tracks. Surprise flashed across his dark eyes.
"Don't... don't jump!" Song Ge quickly shouted to stop Zhai Cheng. She grabbed the railing, her voice weak.
"I've been learning to swim since I was a child. I'm fine."
Zhai Cheng frowned tightly, his eyes full of hesitation.
"Really. It's just that this lake is really a bit deep. It took me quite a while to swim up." Song Ge gave Zhai Cheng a faint smile, but the hand holding the railing was trembling slightly. Her voice was soft yet hoarse. "You mustn't jump. Otherwise, it'll be quite difficult to rescue you later."
Looking at Song Ge's forced smile, Zhai Cheng felt as if a bottle of mixed flavors had been knocked over in his heart. The tension in his body gradually eased.
"Quick, let me pull you up!"
Just then, a group of people happened to arrive. Together with Zhai Cheng, they pulled Song Ge onto the boat.
Song Ge tightly grasped Zhai Cheng's big hand with her slender ones, feeling the warmth.
Song Ge's petite body leaned against Zhai Cheng's chest. Water kept dripping from her body. Her wet hair was tightly stuck to her cheeks. Her whole face was pale, and even her pink lips were bloodless.
So cold!
When Zhai Cheng touched Song Ge's body, it felt like a big ice block was leaning against him. He grabbed her small, water - wrinkled hand. Guilt and worry were intertwined on his face.
It should have been him who fell into the water...
Zhai Cheng secretly clenched his fist. The light in his dark eyes flickered.
Song Ge was freezing all over. After finally getting to the shore, she relaxed completely, and her weak body trembled uncontrollably.
There was a faint look of distress in Zhai Cheng's eyes. He hugged Song Ge tightly. His warm and broad hand wrapped around her small one, silently transferring his body heat to her.
"Did someone fall into the water?"
Zhang Wei walked out of the crowded people, his face looking serious.
"Yes. I'll take her back first. Excuse me." Zhai Cheng firmly wrapped his coat around Song Ge to shield her from the cold wind on the shore. He nodded to Zhang Wei.
"Okay. Let's talk another day." Zhang Wei realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly dispersed the crowd to make way for Zhai Cheng.
The black Rolls - Royce sped on the highway, rushing towards the villa all the way.
Zhai Cheng and Song Ge were sitting in the back seat together. Several blankets wrapped Song Ge tightly. Zhai Cheng stared intently at her every move, afraid that something might go wrong.
"So cold..." Song Ge closed her eyes tightly, her eyeballs moving restlessly. She murmured softly.
"What did you say?" Zhai Cheng was like a startled bird. His heart immediately tensed up. He couldn't hear the girl's low murmur clearly, so he simply moved closer to Song Ge and leaned over to her lips.
"Cold, so cold..."
Song Ge kept making uncomfortable sounds. Water was still dripping from her hair, and her body shivered slightly.
Zhai Cheng frowned tightly. There seemed to be a sword mark between his eyebrows. He clumsily took out another blanket from behind and covered Song Ge with it.
"How about this? Are you still cold?" Zhai Cheng gently asked the unconscious Song Ge, his voice full of worry.
"Still cold..." Song Ge answered unconsciously. She sensed a warm heat source beside her and instinctively leaned towards Zhai Cheng.
When the girl's cold cheek touched his warm hand, she immediately relaxed her frowning brows and rubbed her small head into Zhai Cheng's palm.
Zhai Cheng looked at Song Ge at a loss. His big hands stiffly supported her small head, and then he let out a deep sigh.
"Driver, drive faster."
"Okay, Mr. Zhai."
The driver responded and immediately stepped on the accelerator.
The Rolls - Royce sped even faster and then arrived at the villa's main entrance.
Zhai Cheng carefully picked Song Ge up from the car in a princess - carry. He gently rested his chin on her forehead -
It was burning hot. It seemed that she had a fever.
"Call the family doctor to my villa." Zhai Cheng ordered the driver behind him, and then walked upstairs in a hurry with Song Ge in his arms.
The family doctor soon arrived at the villa. Zhai Cheng sat cross - armed not far away, his eyes full of worry as he looked at the big bed.
Song Ge was sleeping quietly on the big bed. After the family doctor gave her an injection, Song Ge's breathing obviously slowed down, and her sleeping posture became more stable.
"How is she?" Zhai Cheng closely followed the family doctor out of the room and gently closed the door.
"She's had a fever - reducing injection. We just need to wait for the fever to subside. It's best if someone stays by her side." The family doctor then handed a bag of medicine to Zhai Cheng and carefully instructed, "This is the medicine the patient needs to take later. Take two pills three times a day."
"Okay. Are there any other things I need to pay attention to?" Zhai Cheng carefully put away the medicine and asked the doctor again.
"Make sure the patient doesn't catch a cold. The diet should be light."
"Okay. Thank you, doctor." Zhai Cheng secretly memorized the words.
"You're welcome, Mr. Zhai. This is what I should do."
The doctor bowed respectfully to Zhai Cheng and then walked downstairs.
Zhai Cheng turned around and quickly walked back into the room. He had already turned off the lights in the room. He walked to the floor - to - ceiling window and drew the curtains on both sides to block out the harsh light outside.
On the big bed, Song Ge was sound asleep. Her hair was carefully wrapped in a towel. Zhai Cheng walked forward, touched her dry hair, and gently removed the wet towel.
Zhai Cheng then bent his hand and felt Song Ge's forehead temperature - it was slightly hot, but much better than before.
He let out a sigh of relief, a faint smile on his thin lips. He directly pulled a chair from the side and sat in front of Song Ge's bed, his dark eyes staring intently at her.
Song Ge seemed extremely restless in her sleep. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and even her small nose wrinkled unconsciously.
Was she having a nightmare?
Zhai Cheng's gaze softened a bit. He hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his slender fingers and gently smoothed Song Ge's frowning eyebrows.