Gu Zheng had no time to think about anything else. He carried Song Ning to a nearby platform, then retrieved the lamp she had been carrying, switched it on, and set it at one corner.
Light instantly flooded the space, many times brighter than the flashlight.
Gu Zheng carefully checked the back of Song Ning's head and all her limbs, but found nothing wrong.
There was no bleeding, no swelling, no sign of broken bones. Her ankles were not swollen either.
He was no doctor. Having ruled out those visible symptoms, he could not immediately determine what had caused Song Ning's sudden loss of consciousness.
Then his hand paused and returned to her forehead.
Burning hot.
She had a fever.
He had held her so many times up above, yet had never noticed she was feverish.
Perhaps she had caught a chill after being soaked...
No!
Something suddenly occurred to Gu Zheng. He pushed up the sleeve of Song Ning's white coat... and his heart sank.
Her entire upper arm had turned a dark, bruised blue, and the three claw marks were frighteningly swollen.
When Song Ning fought the gorilla, he had been unable to follow too closely.
He had only heard sounds of fighting inside the building. Just as he was about to approach, unable to bear waiting any longer when Song Ning still had not come out, Changmei had arrived.
He had not known whether Song Ning was injured. She had looked utterly exhausted, but otherwise seemed all right.
Later, as they walked along the mountain path, her steps had been strong and steady. He had noticed nothing unusual.
It was not until Changmei supported her at the village entrance as she pretended to be ill that he had begun to suspect she might truly be hurt. He