Chapter 576 She Gave Up
What was worse, the big tree that was used to fasten the rope was flushed away by the flood and
drifted downstream.
"Wesley!" ir yelled at the top of her lungs. If it weren''t for several people dragging her back from the
water''s edge, she would have jumped into the water to follow him.
"Girl, don''t worry. We''ll save him." Two rescue workers tried tofort ir. Then they ran downstream
along the banks while trying to raise other workers on their walkie-talkies.
ir broke free from those people''s grip and ran after the rescue workers barefoot.
ir had never been in such a pitiful state before. Her hair was dripping wet, stered to her head,
and there were even leaves on her face and shoulders. Her clothes weren''t in the best state, either.
The harness had done nothing to enhance her appearance. Due to high fever, her face was as red as a
tomato. Her lips were blue with cold. Splotches of mud marred her otherwise elegant beauty.
Her sneakers were gone, and she had minor cuts and grazes along her once-smooth feet. She looked
much more like a homeless person than a young professional woman.
"Wesley!" ir cried his name hysterically while running downstream, but Wesley was nowhere to be
found.
Her head was splitting thanks to the high fever. ir staggered. When two men caught up to her to
steady her, her eyes dulled and she slumped to the ground.
''Wesley, please be safe!'' This was her only wish before she lost consciousness.
By the time ir woke up again, she was in the military hospital in Y City. She opened her eyes, and
the first person shey eyes on was Miller.
When he saw her open her eyes, Miller immediately pressed the nurse-call button. Soon, a doctor and
several nurses hurried in and gave her a thorough check-up.
"How are you feeling now? Are you hurt anywhere?" the doctor asked.
ir nodded. "I have a headache." She raised her hand and touched the bandage around her
forehead.
"When you passed out, you bumped your head on a rock. Don''t worry. There doesn''t seem to be any
lasting damage. An MRI confirmed no bruising or bleeding in your brain. We''ll need to run some more
tests to be sure. Is anything else hurting?" the doctor asked.
ir shook her head slowly. They then looked at her pupils and conducted a few quick tests for
reaction time and memory. They even gave her cognitive tests like reciting the alphabet backwards.
Miller stood by quietly, holding her hand through all of this.
Taking a look at the test results, the doctor told Miller, "Miss Li is expected to recover quickly. We''re
going to keep her under observation for two days. If everything is fine, she can be discharged. Please
take good care of her."
Miller nodded. "Thank you so much, doctor."
The doctor and nurses left the ward. Miller asked ir, "Are you hungry or thirsty? Want a ss of
water?"
"Sure." She didn''t know how many hours she had been asleep. She was now both thirsty and hungry.
Miller poured a ss of warm water, put it on the table, rolled up her bed and put the water to her lips.
With his help, ir drank the water slowly.
While she drank, Miller told her, "I didn''t expect us to be separated by the flood. We''d been waiting for a
long time before we were rescued. I saw your cousin waiting in the rescue site. After a while, they
brought you back. You were unconscious then. We rushed you to the hospital. You''ve been asleep for
more than 24 hours. Your uncle and cousin just left. My parents were here too. They made me promise
to take good care of you."
ir finished the water. She still felt thirsty, but she knew she shouldn''t drink too much. "I''m hungry. Is
there any food?"
Miller thought about it for a moment. "I''ll go grab something for you. Wait for me. I''ll be right back."
"Thank you."
When Miller was out of sight, ir struggled to reach her phone while still in bed. She could just reach
the counter where it sat. She nearly dropped it, but managed to recover quick enough. It was
waterlogged, and she was unable to turn it on. Sighing in defeat, she used thendline in the ward to
call Adalson. "Uncle, it''s me."
"ir? You''re awake? How are you feeling?" Adalson got the call as soon as he got home.
"I''m fine, Uncle. I just want to ask..." Her voice trailed off as she didn''t know how to say it. From the
moment she woke up, all she wanted to know was if Wesley was all right. She had to get Miller out of
the room so she could make this call.
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Adalson immediately got her point. "He''s safe. Don''t worry. He saved himself and about ten more
people. He got some minor injuries and is in the same hospital you''re in."
ir heaved a sigh of relief when she heard Wesley was fine.
"Which ward?" she asked urgently.
After a short pause, Adalson eventually told her the room number.
After ending the call, ir stared nkly at the translucent IV bottle. Words were printed on it,
describing the solution and instructions for its use. She knew Wesley had saved her life.
She hadn''t expected him to be anywhere near South Mountain.
The hospital cafeteria was closed at this hour, so Miller found a restaurant nearby. He came back with
some takeout—it smelled amazing. ir ate the food slowly, trying to get her stomach used to food.
When she was full, there was still more than half of it left. "My mom says you''re too thin. You need to
eat more," Miller said.
"All right," ir murmured. She ate a few more bites, but then she dropped the chopsticks again. She
always ate like a bird, and she didn''t have any appetite left.
"I''m tired. I need some sleep," ir said and looked at Miller.
Left with no choice, Miller began to clean up the food containers, putting them back in the bags, and
rolled the bed back.
ir looked at the near-empty IV bottle and said, "You can go home when this is finished. I don''t need
another. I can take care of myself."
After some consideration, Miller nodded and said, "Alright. Get some sleep. I''ll let the nurse know. Then
I''ll go back home."
"Okay." ir was exhausted and dozed off soon.
After the nurse removed the needle, Miller left the hospital.
At almost half past midnight, ir woke up and stared nkly at the clock on the wall. She was dying
to go to Wesley''s ward to see if he was all right. But she didn''t dare to. She was another man''s fiancee.
ir thought for a long while before finally giving up. She decided to wait till Miller was back. She
wanted to thank Wesley, but it could wait until she was fully recovered.
She dozed off again at around 1 a.m.
At 2 a.m., a man''s figure appeared in ir''s ward quietly.
He squatted at her bedside and stared at her for a long time before reaching out his hand to touch her
forehead. The soldier heaved a sigh of relief after confirming her fever was gone.
As far back as he could recall, she was a delicate girl who got ill or injured easily.
She once got burned and had a high fever. She had had heatstroke and passed out. This time, she
cked out and had a high fever once more. ''Had she really taken good care of herself when she was
in Ennd?
I hope her fiance will take good care of her now.''
Wesley left her ward quietly.
On the third day, ir was discharged from the hospital. She coughed sometimes, but there was
nothing else wrong.
Miller and ir hailed a taxi to the housing estate they were living in. As soon as they got home, he
gave her a new phone. "Your phone got wet and isn''t working. I bought you a new one. Remember to
get a new SIM card."
ir''s phone was bought by Wacian two years ago, which cost him nearly a thousand dors. The
phone Miller bought her was with a lesser-known and inferior brand, which was under $100.
ir didn''t turn him down. She took it over and said, "Thank you, Miller. I need to get some rest. Go to
work. Really. I''m fine."
Miller left for hispany. ir went to her bedroom and sat on the bed, lost in thought.