Fred wondered, 'Is the young man in the photo really so important to you?'

After he finally warmed Mya's frozen hands, he separated her fingers and noticed she was still holding the torn photo tightly in her palm. He coldly squinted and threw all the remaining fragments out of the car window.

He said, "I'll deal with you after you wake up."

When they arrived at the center of the city, Mya's body had already warmed up, but her body was extremely hot. After missing for more than ten hours, she was very lucky to be rescued.

When Mya woke up, her head felt heavy and had a brain fog, "B-Bad guy..."

Fred felt her forehead with his rough palm as he said, "Are you awake?"

Mya responded, "Y-You're the person I hate the most."

Fred replied, "Stop talking. We'll be at the hospital soon."

Mya had a high fever and lost consciousness very soon. After they arrived at the hospital, she was admitted to a ward where a doctor gave her a fever-reducing injection.

Fred sat on a chair beside her an