You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 879 I'm Here To Save you. Don't Be Afraid

Leon followed the sound and stepped on the water. Staring at the locked door, he seemed to have a stronger premonition.

"Open the door."

Nina raised her chin slightly and her subordinate immediately walked up to open the door with a tool. Then they saw what happened in the bathroom clearly.

A wet figure lay in the white bathtub. Her short hair covered half of her face. Her wet hair end stuck to her flushed face, and her lips trembled slightly.

One of her hands drooped, and the blood dyed her sleeve red because of water.

She sat quietly in the bathtub, like a flower that had been tortured by wind and rain, dying.

Even though Leon didn't see her face, he still recognized Michelle at a glance. Seeing her in such a mess, he felt like an invisible big hand strangling his throat, making him unable to breathe for a moment.

"Mimi?" Nina also recognized her.

Leon strode over, grabbed her shoulder and woke her up. He shouted in panic, "Michelle, Michelle..."

Being shaken, Michelle vaguely heard a familiar voice and smell. She half opened her eyes and weakly murmured, "Leon."

Her soft voice was very light, as if she was almost out of breath.

Leon took her out of the bathtub, hurriedly went downstairs, and trotted out of the villa with her in his arms.

The sea wind blew besides his ears. Leon looked ahead for a while, and then lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. Her body was hot, but she was trembling because of the cold water. He felt uncomfortable even he was just beside her, not to mention Michelle who was suffering.

He quickened his pace and got on the ship.

In case of any emergency, Nina brought a doctor with her. Luckily she did it.

The doctor heard the faint calling of Leon and hurried to follow him into the cabin. Seeing the girl in Leon's arms was completely wet, he immediately said, "I will go fetch the medical kit. Mr. Lu, please help her change dry clothes. If there is no dry clothes, just take her wet clothes off and cover her with a quilt."

Following the doctor's instructions, Leon took off Michelle's clothes and saw the gauze on Michelle's left arm, which was faintly stained with blood.

His tightly knitted eyebrows smoothed a little.

He breathed a sigh of relief. The wound had been bandaged. It seemed that she didn't want cut her wrist to commit suicide.

Thank God she didn't commit suicide.

Tears welled up in his amber eyes. Leon lowered his head and kissed the corner of Michelle's mouth, as if comforting her, but in fact, he was comforting himself.

When he saw Michelle sitting in the bathtub, he thought she was going to commit suicide, but when he saw that the water in the bathtub did not turn red, he still had the same worry.

Now he finally confirmed that she did not commit suicide.

But he didn't know why she locked herself in the bathroom and soaked in the cold water, perhaps to avoid Tim.

And what about the wound on her arm?

He didn't have time to ask Michelle, because she shook her head in a daze. She looked very uncomfortable, as if she had a fever.

Her wet clothes had been taken off and Leon was about to put on clean clothes for her, but Michelle held his hand and rubbed it against her face.

She stared at him with blinking eyes, like a hungry cat to ask for food from its master. Her eyes were red with a little tear, looking pitiful and strange.

"Leon, Leon..."

Michelle called him softly. Her voice was like a fluffy cat's paw gently scratching Leon's heart. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

He couldn't change the clean clothes for Michelle, so he had to wrap her up with the quilt. Looking at her, he couldn't help but doubt that she was not just having a fever.

The doctor came in with a big medical kit.

Leon pulled the quilt to cover her up and coaxed gently, "Be a good girl. Let us test your temperature first."

The doctor took out the thermometer and tested on Michelle's forehead.

"Thirty-eight point six degrees Celsius. She has a fever."

Frowning, Leon pulled out Michelle's left arm and said, "Please check what kind of wound it is."

The doctor reached out to untie the gauze on Michelle's wrist. Before he touched the gauze, Michelle was frightened to retract her hand. Before Leon could let go of her, he accidentally pressed her wound.

"Ah! Leon... " Michelle let out a cry of pain, which made Leon's heart ache. He apologized immediately.

The blood flowed out again and dyed the gauze even redder.

Regardless of anything, Michelle wrapped her arms around Leon's waist and rubbed hard against him. Her snow-white arms were exposed in the air, making her tremble with cold.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me..."

She looked like a frightened rabbit.

The doctor withdrew his hand. Leon patted on Michelle's back and wrapped the quilt around his waist. Only Michelle's head was exposed.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you." He didn't know what had happened to Michelle that made her afraid of strangers. He could only coax her in a gentle voice.

Michelle held Leon's waist more and more tightly and murmured in a daze, "Leon, Leon, help."

The sound of waves hitting the reef and the footsteps of getting on the ship one after another could be heard on the ship. Even so, Leon still heard Michelle's cry for help in a low voice.

His heart ached.

"I am Leon. I'm here to save you. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid..." Like coaxing a child, he wrapped Michelle's body into a silkworm and held her in his arms.

When Nina went down from the deck to the cabin, she saw Leon holding Michelle in his arms, like holding a baby. Leon kept saying, "Don't be afraid. I am here. Don't be afraid..."

His voice was gentle, and he frowned with a heavy heart. It was not until Michelle fell asleep that he carefully pulled out her injured left hand for the doctor to examine.

Nina quietly watched aside. She saw that Michelle's face was unusually red.

The gauze was gently unwrapped, and then Leon saw two long wounds on her arm, his heart ached.

'It must be Tim.' Leon gritted teeth.

'It must have something to do with Tim.'

The rage in his eyes was so strong that he tightened his grip on Michelle's body. Michelle frowned and seemed to be about to wake up.

"Leon." Nina called his consciousness back.

Leon quickly let go of his hand and lowered his eyes to apologize to girl in his arms.

The doctor said, "The wound got wet and infected, and caused a fever. I'll bind up the wound again and give her an injection to bring down the fever."

Nina said to the doctor, "Check her again to see if there is anything wrong with her body."

After the injection, the doctor did not find any other problems with Michelle's body. Because she had been soaked in cold water for too long, the heat in her body had been cooled down.

On the noon of the second day, Michelle woke up from her dream. She opened her mouth but couldn't speak. Her voice became hoarse because of the fever.

What happened last night was still vivid in her mind, stimulating her brain nerves. Her black pupils contracted and her body trembled constantly.

She couldn't make a sound, so she grabbed the cup on the bedside table and smashed it.

Hearing the sound, Leon rushed up, but didn't see Michelle on the bed. He was flustered and searched around, then finally a shivering figure in the corner of the bed.

"Michelle?" Worried, Leon stepped forward and tried to pick Michelle up, but was pushed away by her.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" Even if her voice was hoarse, she was struggling to resist.

Being pushed away, Leon was stunned for a moment. "Michelle, what's wrong with you?"