Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 859: Taking Care of Him All Night…
Arnold was fully alert, taking one step at a time towards the creek.
She was holding Mark in her arms, clutching that sharp dagger.
Though Arnold had been extremely careful, she still inevitably bumped into trees and stumbled several times over protrusions on the path.
However, whenever she hit a tree, the dagger in Arnold’s hand would touch it first, timely reminding her to stop.
And each time she tripped over something, Arnold would firmly protect Mark, ensuring he wasn’t hurt by her falls.
By the time Arnold reached the creek with Mark, her body was already bruised and battered.
But Arnold didn’t mind; instead, she wore a smile on her face.
Arnold laid Mark down next to her leg, soaked the pre-prepared canvas strips in the creek water, then gently wiped Mark’s forehead, "Boss, you’ll be okay, I won’t let anything happen to you!"
After wiping his forehead, Arnold proceeded to clean Mark’s chest...
With trembling hands, she unbuttoned Mark’s shirt one by one, encouraging herself, "It’s not like I haven’t seen it before, besides, it’s an emergency, and I can’t even see!"
Saying this, Arnold finally mustered the courage to lay the creek-soaked canvas on Mark’s chest, gently wiping him down.
Despite preparing herself mentally and trying not to let her thoughts wander,
when she was wiping Mark’s chest, Arnold’s pretty face couldn’t help but flush hotly...
Repeating the process of wiping Mark, though it wasn’t much, still, it helped a little.
Feeling that Mark’s temperature had lowered somewhat and knowing it was time to return to the fire, Arnold reserved a large piece of wet canvas cloth, carrying Mark back to the fire.
After returning to the fire, Arnold first settled Mark then immediately felt around for the dried wood she had placed earlier, stacking it onto the almost burnt-out fire.
Unable to see, inevitably, Arnold’s hands touched the burning wood.
Even though she got burnt, Arnold wasn’t intimidated, persistently adding the dried wood to the fire until she felt the blaze roaring again.
Feeling the strong fire in front of her, Arnold’s tense expression finally relaxed a little.
She was very worried that she might have misjudged the time and came back too late near the fire, that it would go out, putting both her and Mark in great danger.
But thankfully, everything was just in time...
In the following hours, Arnold cautiously cared for Mark, continually adding dried wood to the fire to prevent it from dying out.
Throughout the entire night, Arnold didn’t dare to sleep, nor could she fall asleep.
Arnold felt like she was on a rollercoaster, her mood rising and falling with Mark’s fluctuating temperature.
"Hot... hot..." Mark, in his delirium, would shout that he was hot, and when his body was burning hot, Arnold would cool him down with the wet canvas.
"Cold... cold..." When Mark shivered and said he was cold, Arnold would hold him tightly, keeping close to the fire for warmth.
Amidst this constant change, Arnold’s careful care, and her constant worry, time slowly passed.
The night gradually receded, and the sky lightened bit by bit.
The birds and beasts in the forest left their nests to search for food, and the forest that had been silent all night began to stir with activity.
Hearing the changes around her, Arnold knew it was morning.
Yet, Arnold dared not relax, for the forest during the day wasn’t necessarily safer than it was at night!
She continued to add dried wood to the fire, praying that Mark would wake from his coma soon, praying that someone would find them...
Arnold was very scared now, afraid that something might happen to Mark, more afraid that she couldn’t protect Mark!
But heaven didn’t show Arnold any favor despite her fear, instead, as misfortunes never come singly, a leopard emerged from its lair in the early morning, once again discovering Mark and Arnold.
If Arnold could see at this moment, she would recognize that this leopard was the very one that had attacked Mark earlier and was injured by him.
Leopards bear grudges, and having been hurt before, it had been following them, waiting.
Now that it had caught up, its green eyes warily stared at the two by the fire.
But Arnold couldn’t see.
She could only hear the heavy breathing of the beast and acutely feel the hostile intent coming from it!
Arnold nervously gripped the dagger in her hand, immediately stoking the fire higher, picking up the pieces of wood that were not fully burnt.
Carefully guarding against the beast poised to attack her and Mark at any moment!
Meanwhile, the leopard didn’t make a rash move.
It was observing, watching the two people by the fire — its prey.
When the leopard recognized Mark lying on the ground, it immediately showed its fierce, sharp fangs, letting out an angry roar, "Roar!"
But thinking about Mark’s ferocity, seeing Mark and Arnold holding burning wood and Arnold herself armed with a dagger, exuding a cold, lethal aura, the leopard finally turned and left.
Arnold tightly gripped the burning wood, eventually letting the leopard escape once more.
Hearing the leopard retreating, Arnold let out a sigh of relief.
Afterward, Arnold took even more care in tending to Mark, vigilantly guarding against everything around them.
When the sun rose high, fully dispelling the darkness, Mark’s persistent fever finally subsided.
Arnold again reached out to touch Mark’s forehead, and seeing he was no longer hot, she finally felt at ease.
At the same time, Arnold thought of a pressing concern.
Without hesitation, Arnold reached towards Mark’s chest, but this was when Mark finally woke from his night-long coma.
Mark quickly grabbed Arnold’s hand, "Arnold, you..." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Arnold withdrew her hand, her face as red as a cooked shrimp, "Boss, you... you mustn’t misunderstand! Last night you had a fever, I... I was trying to cool you down."
Mark then recalled that he indeed had a fever last night.
Looking at the now bright sky, Mark asked, "Arnold, did you take care of me all night?"
Arnold nodded, saying nothing.
While he didn’t know everything that happened last night, Mark could imagine the hardships and dangers blind Arnold had to endure to take care of him while he was unconscious!
Mark looked at Arnold.
At her exposed skin covered in bruises, at the burnt edges of her clothes, and the burn marks on her arms...
