Not only did Ye Wangchuan's fingers shuttle through her hair and massage her from time to time, she became even more drowsy...
At first, the girl forced herself to open her eyes several times, resting her chin on her hand and dozing off. But later, she couldn't hold it anymore and fell into a deep sleep while being caressed.
Ye Wangchuan paused in wiping his hair, quickly caught Qiao Nian's tilted head, supported her and gently placed her on the sofa, then went to the room to get a thin quilt to cover her, tucked the quilt corners for her, and stood beside the sofa looking at the girl's slightly pale face.
He lifted up the girl's fallen hair and straightened it, saying softly, "Good night~"
Qiao Nian was too tired to fall asleep and did not hear him say good night. It was rare that there was no continuous pouring of sea water in her dreams.
Ye Wangchuan stood beside the sofa and bent down to tuck the corner of her quilt, then gave her a gentle kiss on her hair. He straightened up, his eyes became firm, and he turned around and quietly left the room.
In the past, Qiao Nian would have definitely woken up.
But today she slept particularly deeply.
This was mainly because she had just woken up from a coma, her body functions had not yet fully recovered, and she had to go into the water to do high-intensity exercise to save people.
Ye Wangchuan went out quietly and closed the door.
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Outside.
Sam also waited for the old man to finish his bath, fed him some cold medicine, and watched him fall asleep before he came out with the dirty clothes to wash them.
He ran into a man who, even in his local costume, stood out from the crowd.
Sam stopped with the basin in his arms and greeted him enthusiastically: "Mr. Ye, how is Miss Qiao? Do you need any cold medicine?"
"She's asleep."
Ye Wangchuan walked over to him and said with deep eyes: "Sam, can you do me a favor?" Seeing his solemn expression, Sam also became serious. He put the basin in his hand on the ground and said seriously: "What favor?"
…
The terrain on the mountain is high, and the bean-sized raindrops almost hit people's faces. The cold rain hits the cheeks and eyelids, making it impossible to open your eyes.
Sam and a few young men looked up at the man climbing up the signal tower step by step, not daring to miss a single moment.
"Mr. Ye, it's raining too hard. Please come down first! It won't be too late for us to repair it after the rain stops!"
The heavy rain curtain divided the sky and the earth into two, and even Sam's voice was swept away by the heavy rain, becoming blurred only a few meters away.
"Boom--" Lightning tore through the dark sky and illuminated the earth. Sam and others clearly saw Ye Wangchuan climbing higher and higher and was almost reaching the top of the signal tower.
Sam's heart was pounding like a drum. He could only try his best to keep an eye on the inflatable kayak they were using for rowing on the ground, and adjust it as much as possible according to the position of the people on it.
Even so, he was still very scared, and turned to his friend and said, "Go back to the village and find some more kayaks."
"Sam, is nothing going to happen?" The little friend asked, stammering with fear.
Sam also looked unhappy and told him to go in a stern voice.
"Mr. Ye and his wife are my grandmother's saviors, and they helped us repair the signal tower. What nonsense are you talking about! Why don't you go find someone to borrow a kayak!"
"I was just saying it~" The friend was scolded. He shrugged his head and muttered something to defend himself.
Seeing that Sam's face was livid and he didn't smile at all, he felt that he couldn't waste any more time, so he quickly called another friend to go down the mountain to borrow things.