Chapter 473 Give Me a Hand

In Leonardo's embrace, Summer barely raised one hand to grab the corner of his clothes while the
other hand was hanging at one side weakly.

Although Leonardo was covered in mud, Summer could not help but nuzzle in his chest.

She gradually felt relieved.

Fortunately, Leonardo didn't say anything unpleasant and neither did he push her away.

After a few seconds, Summer said, "I can walk, but I need to have a rest first."

She was stiff and needed to move about first.

Leonardo looked down at her.

And Summer looked up, wearing a smile.

The smile was gentle and he had ever seen any such smile before.

Leonardo frowned as he reached out to feel her temperature.

But he even felt the heat before he touched her forehead.

He took her temperature and then his own one. After comparing them, he calmly said, "You have a
fever."

"Really?" she reached out to touch her forehead, "no wonder I feel a little hot."

She sounded fragile. Tilting her head against Leonardo's chest, she seemed not to have the slightest
bit of strength.

Leonardo knitted his eyebrows.



He supported Summer with one hand and said in a deep voice, "Steady yourself."

Then, he squatted down and put Summer's hand around his neck.

Summer was so weak that she just leaned against his back. She had sounded a little unreal, "Do you
want to carry me? But I seem to have gained some weight recently. I might be a little heavy...."

Leonardo ignored her talking nonsense and walked forward with her on his back.

He just took a few steps when he heard Summer ask him, "Am I heavy?"

Leonardo replied coldly, "No."

Instead, she was light.

She would be better-looking if she gained more weight.

"Oh, that's good...." Her voice gradually muted and then disappeared.

Fortunately, this part of the road was in a better condition than the one Leonardo took just now.

But it was still terribly difficult to walk on.

Leonardo struggled through the dirty and uneven country road. Robust as he was, it was tiring to walk
on such a road with summer on his back.

Moreover, Summer was spouting nonsense.

"Am I heavy?"

Leonardo didn't remember how many times she had asked this question.

He replied in a deep voice, "Yes, so you'd better shut up."



"Alright." Summer, who was having a high fever, actually obeyed his order and kept quiet.

Leonardo could feel that her temperature was getting higher.

He must find somewhere to rest her and ask a doctor for help.

But....

Leonardo looked around and only saw dense forests and dirt.

Not knowing how long he had walked, he finally could see a house in the woods.

Leonardo looked at it for a moment before carrying Summer over.

It was a tile-roofed house made of black bricks. It was crude, but for them, it was an excellent place to
rest.

The door was open.

Leonardo walked to the door and saw a man in his fifties who was teasing a cat with a fish.

Hearing the noise, the man squinted and asked, "Who are you?"

"I encountered a landslide and I want to find a place to stay for the night." Leonardo said succinctly.

However, the old man did not understand Mandarin and could only speak in dialects.

Leonardo failed to be understood.

But fortunately, the old man was kind-hearted. Seeing them in such a horrible state, he roughly
guessed what had happened to them and allowed them in.

Simple as his house was, it was very clean.



The old man took Leonardo to the kitchen, pointed at the water tank, and then the big pot. He might be
telling him to boil water if they wanted to take a bath.

After boiling a bucket of water for them, the old man gave Leonardo two sets of clothes. Then, he just
continued to play with the cat.

Leonardo gazed at his receding figure before putting Summer on a chair. He patted her face and called
her, "Summer, wake up."

Summer barely opened her eyes. Seeing it was Leonardo, she said, "I'm so sleepy."

Then, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Did she trust him so much?

Leonardo took a deep breath and threatened her, "Summer, you'd better open your eyes and take a
bath by yourself, otherwise I'll just leave you here."

However, Summer barely opened her eyes and replied, "You won't leave me ... I'm so sleepy ... just
help me...."

Leonardo hesitated. But in the end, he could only compromise.

Her brain might get hurt if the high fever went on like this.

Leonardo didn't remember he had ever bathed a woman.

But when he striped her and helped her bathe, he was skilled, as if he had done it before....

Leonardo paused.



What kind of magic did Summer have? He had actually done such a thing for her before?

As the mud was gradually washed away, her fair skin was exposed inch by inch.

Her skin was really fair.

Sexual desires seized Leonardo, and he furrowed his eyebrows and looked away, but the tactile feeling
was even more obvious.

Gritting his teeth, Leonardo bathed her. He glanced at the clothes the old man offered them and quietly
took off his own coat. Then, he took off his shirt and put it on for Summer.

It didn't rain. His coat was dirty, but his shirt was clean.

He carried Summer to the bedroom and hurriedly took a cold bath. Then, he washed Summer's clothes
and hung them in the room.

He had never washed clothes by hand before, but washing the mud off the clothes was simple.

The room the old man arranged for them was on the second floor. He himself lived on the first floor
since he was old and weak.

When Leonardo put Summer down in the room and walked out, he saw the old man walking up the
stairs with the support of handrail.

The old man held a wet towel in one hand and a bottle of liquor in the other.

Only then did Leonardo realize that the old man was lame.

He went downstairs and took the items, "Thank you."



The old man said slowly, "Take these to bring down the fever for your wife. The weather’s bad. You can
hardly find a doctor."

Leonardo vaguely understood some of his words.

He replied faintly, "Thanks!"

The old man nodded and went downstairs, and behind him was the cat.

The old man said slowly, "Take these to bring down the fever for your wife. The weather's bad. You can
hardly find a doctor."

Leonardo vaguely understood some of his words.

He replied faintly, "Thanks!"

The old man nodded and went downstairs, and behind him was the cat.



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