After walking for a while, Lydia stumbled upon a small pond.

Her heart leaped with relief as she found a tree for Quincy to lean against. She tore a strip of fabric from her skirt and soaked it in the cool water. She then began to gently wipe Quincy's feverish body. As she worked, she murmured to herself, "Quincy, you have to get better. When we get back, I'll agree to whatever you ask."

She assumed Quincy was too delirious to hear her. However, he reached out suddenly and grabbed her hand tightly. He asked with his intense gaze. "Do you really mean that?"

Lydia was startled. If it weren't for Quincy's body still burning with fever, she might have thought he was faking it. Blushing, she said, "I didn't say anything. Let go of me, now." Quincy chuckled weakly. "No way, I heard every word."

Lydia looked down, embarrassed, and gave him a light shove. "I think you're just pretending to be sick."

Hearing this, Quincy immediately looked hurt. He took Lydia's hand and placed it on his chest, saying, "Feel for yourself and see if I'm lying."

her teasing. Her brows furrowed with concern. "You're really not okay. We need

Lydia suddenly stopped in her tracks. A glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. She had spotted a middle-aged man with a hunting dog, out in the woods. She quickly approached him, "Excuse me, sir,

man take a closer look. "What's

exploring, and now

this remote area, finding another person might take ages, and she knew she couldn't let this opportunity

Lydia up and down and asked, "You two came here to explore? You look

herself and Quincy, realizing how disheveled they appeared. Embarrassment flickered across her

haven't caught anything, but maybe running into you two is a sign that I'm supposed to help." Lydia nearly cried

these to him. Medicine is precious up here in the mountains. Even for someone like me, I only make it

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