Running a fever?!
In an instant, Clive understood. The hurried slide just now combined with the scare had surely made the young girl break into a sweat, and then with the wind blowing...
Muttering 'Sh-it' under his breath, Clive turned the young girl's body around, reached out to touch the back of her neck, and sure enough, it was drenched.
There were no clothes to change into here.
If she kept wearing these wet clothes, things would only get worse.
With this in mind, Clive abandoned his gentlemanly manners and started opening the drawers of the office desk one by one, searching for anything useful. After going through several small drawers, he finally found an unopened towel. Clive hurriedly took it out and went back to the young girl's side.
Due to the fever, even the young girl's eyes had turned red.
"Here, tuck this in."
Her head all fuzzy, the young girl 'oh'ed, turned around, and allowed Clive to help her tuck in the towel.
