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Hearing the man's urging, Wang Chen hurried to the front of the car.
Lin Wanrou was reclining in the back seat; her cheeks were flushed, but her complexion and the corners of her lips were an unhealthy pallor.
On her forehead, there were some clearly visible beads of sweat.
Seeing her slightly pained expression, Wang Chen felt an inexplicable heartache.
As he stood there stunned, the man got into the car, propped up Lin Wanrou, and urged, "Hurry and lend a hand."
Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen put the medicine box aside and directly picked Lin Wanrou up on his back.
The moment he touched Lin Wanrou, Wang Chen immediately felt the burning heat of her skin.
"She's burning up. You quickly take my medicine box and go open the door, then prepare some warm water."
Upon hearing this, the man was taken aback and was clearly displeased with Wang Chen's commanding tone.
