Ren Wangwang and another soldier took off all the man's wet clothes, took out a life-saving blanket from their bag, wrapped the man tightly, and took out a sleeping bag and put him inside.
Zhao Yun took out a small folding wood stove from his bag, and then took out a whole bottle of blue oil, put a fingernail-sized amount of blue oil into the stove, and lit it.
Bright flames immediately rose and the temperature around them suddenly increased.
Qiao Xuejun asked: "Why is the stove so far away from him?"
Zhao Yun was two meters away from the man when she lit the stove, so she couldn't feel the high temperature at all.
Zhao Xian pulled Qiao Xuejun to sit near the stove, took out a military kettle, and put it on the stove to boil water: "Lighting the fire is to increase the temperature of the room. Don't get too close to people, there is a risk of rewarming shock."
This room was specially chosen as it is very small, so Zhao Yun lit heaters in all four corners of the house.
The temperature in the room seemed to start to warm up all of a sudden.
Zhao Xian also took out breakfast and continued to explain to Qiao Xuejun: "When someone is frostbitten, the body will concentrate warm blood in the core areas such as the heart, brain, and lungs. The blood in the limbs and on the surface of the body will be cold."
"He is shivering now and can open his eyes. His condition is not too bad. You can give him a warm bath and soak him in warm water. The water temperature should be kept at 42 degrees."
But the conditions are not there now.
Zhao Xian wanted to show off his knowledge in front of Qiao Xuejun and spoke in great detail.
"If it is heated locally, or the temperature exceeds 43 degrees, such as if a stove is too close, the overheating will cause the blood vessels in his limbs to dilate, causing the cold blood in his body to flow back to the heart and other core areas."
"The body temperature is dropping instead of rising. It will lead to death faster."
Qiao Xuejun nodded to show that she understood. She looked at the man. He was still shivering, but the ice on his face and hair had melted.
Ren Wangwang took a towel and wiped the water off his face and head.
Zhao Xian had already started roasting the military rations, and the aroma of oil wafted out. They hadn't had breakfast before they set out, so now was a good time.
He handed the dry food to Qiao Xuejun: "Toast it to make it softer."
The rations were in the form of compressed biscuits. Because I only brought the most convenient rations when I went on a mission, I didn't bring potatoes or anything else.
Qiao Xuejun took it and said, "I always eat it directly."
However, she rarely ate military rations. Even when she was on a mission, she would bring her own food, such as dried rabbit meat. But this time, all the food was given to the Xie family as compensation, so she could only eat military rations. Military rations were always hard to swallow, and roasting them would not improve the taste much.
But this is the only way when you are on the march.
Zhao Xian patted the military ration residue on his hands, took a towel, took the hot military kettle from the thermos, poured a glass of water, tested the temperature himself, and then walked forward to give the man the drink.
He wrapped the military water bottle with a towel to make it less hot, stuffed it into the sleeping bag, and placed it on the man's chest.
After finishing, he came back to eat. The military rations he ate were not toasted, so he just put them directly into his mouth.
After a while, when they were about to finish eating, the man in the sleeping bag's face gradually became less pale and began to regain its color.
Zhao Xian said, "Can you speak? Are you a resident of the north?"
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