Song Guanchao simply treated the wound on his arm.

He checked the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

"I'm going back tomorrow, you all keep an eye on her here."

"Squad leader, you're not taking her back?"

"No rush for now."

Song Guanchao said, "Let's see if Lu Zhizhong cooperates. If he does, we won't take her back. If not, then we will."

Zhu Qiushui is a suspect, and he's the leader of the task force.

Issuing an arrest warrant could have her brought back in minutes.

But, her being on Hong Kong Island is more advantageous for Song Guanchao than being on the mainland.

Zhu Qiushui sat on the sofa, having not eaten or drank anything.

Hearing his words, her mood sank.

She said nothing, because nothing she said would be of use now.

She was merely a bargaining chip, not qualified to be at the negotiation table.

"Keep an eye on her in shifts tonight."

Song Guanchao said, intending to rest.

Passing by Qu Xiangru's room, he suddenly stopped, knocked on the door, pushed it open, and glanced inside.

She was already in bed, wrapped tightly in the blanket, only her head exposed.

"I'm going back tomorrow. Are you coming with me, or will you leave a few days later?"

Qu Xiangru, however, took a long time before responding.

Song Guanchao thought his voice was too low for her to hear, so he walked to the bedside.

Just as he was about to speak, he found her cheeks flushed, with trembling eyelids and slightly parted lips, breathing heavily.

He immediately touched her forehead, it was burning hot.

Fever?

Song Guanchao hurried to the living room: "Madman, go buy some fever medicine."

"What's wrong?"

"That woman has a fever."

"Alright, I'm on it."

Lu Feng muttered, this woman's physical condition is really poor.

Just a slight skin graze from a bullet, and she's already feverish.

In no time, the medicine was bought back.

Song Guanchao went back to the room, patting her face.

Qu Xiangru felt her eyelids heavy, looking at Song Guanchao in front of her, she weakly said, "What?"

"You have a fever, here, take some medicine."

"I have a fever? No wonder my head feels so dizzy."

She already felt her body heating up during dinner, her mind a bit foggy.

After Song Guanchao left, she tried to sleep, but it was restless and uncomfortable.

She tried several times, but couldn't sit up, and Song Guanchao disregarded the gender difference, helping her up from the bed.

Once she was sitting, the blanket slipped off her.

Only then did Song Guanchao notice she wasn't wearing any clothes, her body was bare.

Her bosom was firm, arching beautifully like peach blossoms, making Song Guanchao parched and speechless.

Song Guanchao dared not look any further, quickly grabbing the blanket to cover her up.

"Open your mouth."

"Ah~"

Song Guanchao placed the medicine in her mouth, inevitably touching her lips.

Her lips were tender like jelly, with a slight warmth and slickness.

Song Guanchao then brought water, feeding it to her.

After taking the medicine, Song Guanchao went outside again to fetch a basin of hot water.

He soaked a towel in hot water, wrung it dry, and lifted the blanket a bit to expose a beautiful leg.

"What are you doing?" Qu Xiangru was a bit angry, also somewhat aggrieved.

She was already sick, yet he was still bullying her!

Her eyes unknowingly welled up with a layer of mist.

When sick, emotions are more volatile.

Previously, it was due to her illness that she couldn't help but cry.

It's a physiological reason, hard to control.

"Your fever is too high, I'm helping you with physical cooling."

His expression was earnest, but Qu Xiangru still doubted: "You're not lying to me?"

"Sigh."

Song Guanchao was speechless, taking out his phone to check information on physical cooling: "See for yourself."

After looking, Qu Xiangru said, "You're not allowed to take advantage of me."

"...I won't take advantage of you."

Song Guanchao chuckled, this woman, while sick, was like a different person from her usual self.

Usually, she was so aloof, imposing like a Deputy Governor, making it hard to breathe under her presence.

Look at her now, not a trace of that dignity, just a girl in a low mood.

It stirred Song Guanchao's protective instincts, making him want to hold her and coax her to sleep.

He grabbed the towel, meticulously wiping along the roots of her thighs.

She wore only a thin pair of panties, with little fabric.

When her legs bent, sensitive areas flashed in and out of view.

Song Guanchao, without any wrongful thoughts, couldn't help but glance a couple more times.

Through the gap of her panties, he even caught a glimpse of a hint of pinkness.

After wiping her thighs, he continued to wipe under her arms, the back of her neck, her waist.

After wiping everything, Song Guanchao said, "I'm going back to Lingjiang tomorrow. Are you coming with me, or what?"

Qu Xiangru pursed her lips and said, "I'm going back too."

"Like this... we'll see tomorrow. If you feel better, then we'll go back."

Song Guanchao was about to leave with the water when Qu Xiangru suddenly called out to him: "Hey."

"Anything else?"

"I... I'm a little scared."

"???"

Song Guanchao racked his brain but couldn't figure out what she was afraid of.

"Afraid? Afraid I'll take advantage of you?"

"Don't worry, I'm not that lustful."

"No." Qu Xiangru whispered: "I'm afraid of being alone."

As she said this, there was a trace of loneliness and solitude in her eyes.

Song Guanchao put down the water, sitting on the edge of the bed, "Governor Qu is actually afraid of something?"

Qu Xiangru didn't reply.

Song Guanchao said, "Your family should be quite well-off. By rights, you should have been cared for with everything handed to you since childhood, right?"

Qu Xiangru looked at him: "Who told you that I've been worry-free since childhood?"

"Hmm? Isn't that so?"

Wu Qiangwei did mention that she has a powerful family background.

In such a family, could they lack food or drink?

Wouldn't even the chopsticks be gold-plated?

Qu Xiangru hugged the pillow in her chest and said: "My parents divorced early, I took my mother's surname, living in a small county from childhood, always renting. Sometimes, we couldn't even pay tuition."

Song Guanchao was astounded, so there was such a story?

He quietly waited for her to continue, but she said no more.

Talking about this was just due to a momentary emotional fluctuation.

Usually, she wouldn't talk about her life.

From her eyes, Song Guanchao saw flowing sorrow, at this moment, Qu Xiangru seemed like an abandoned little girl.

The shadow of her childhood was magnified infinitely at this moment.

This cloud of pessimism was so clear that even Song Guanchao could feel it acutely.

She seemed to forget that Song Guanchao was right there, immersed in the sad memory.

Until, a hand touched her forehead.

She then looked up.

"The temperature seems a bit lower now."

Song Guanchao murmured to himself, and the next second, he suddenly stood up and began taking off his clothes.

Seeing his actions, Qu Xiangru gave a self-mocking smile.

So, he is unable to resist the urge after all?

Soon, Song Guanchao stripped to only his underwear.

He lifted the blanket, got inside, hugged her, placed her head on his chest, gently patting her back, asking, "Still scared?"

Those three short words made Qu Xiangru's heart quiver.

The sorrow flooded overwhelmingly at this moment, tears burst forth like a floodgate opened.

She squeezed herself into Song Guanchao's embrace, the warmth from his firm chest made her want to continue leaning forever.

Feeling the tears on his chest, Song Guanchao remained silent, merely holding her.

Though this stunningly beautiful, maturely sexy woman was right next to him, bare, Song Guanchao had no improper thoughts in his heart.

But Qu Xiangru suddenly lifted her head, with tearful eyes, leaning in to kiss him.

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