C642 Wolfhound Lung

When Chu Wenyu returned to the cave, Zhao Yan had already started a fever. Because of his severe injuries, his fever did not decrease in the slightest.

He picked up a pile of firewood and threw it beside Zhao Yan. Then, he sat on the ground and started to light the fire.

Chu Wenyu had never done such a thing before, so every action he made seemed extremely clumsy. His sleeves wiped his face