Soon, Zhang Jiuyue came back. Fu Song thought she would lie down with Wendy, but she lay down next to Fu Song.
Seeing Fu Song showing signs of turning over, she immediately said, "Don't touch me, otherwise, hum!"
Fu Song felt a hand pinching the flesh on his waist.
Fu Song: "Uh..."
On the third day, he was woken up by Zhang Jiuyue.
Rubbing his eyes in confusion, Fu Song asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Jiuyue looked anxious: "Wendy...Wendy has a fever again."
Fu Song was stunned: "What?"
He quickly stood up and walked to Wendy, and sure enough, he saw that her face was flushed.
When I put my hand on my forehead, it was terribly hot.
He asked Zhang Jiuyue: "When did it happen?"
Zhang Jiuyue shook her head: "I don't know, she was fine when I got up to go to the bathroom yesterday, and then I lay next to you...
When I woke up and checked on her, she looked like this."
Fu Song found some antipyretic medicine and fed Wendy another pill, then started to boil water. Zhang Jiuyue went to the beach to pick up plastic bottles.
Once the boiled water cools down, pour it all in to ensure Wendy always has hot water to drink.
However, after taking the medicine, Wendy's fever did not subside as quickly as yesterday. On the contrary, her condition became more and more serious.
By noon he had started talking nonsense.
Fu Song kept wiping her forehead to prevent her brain from getting burned.
Suddenly, Zhang Jiuyue said, "This won't work. Those emergency medicines only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. If we want Wendy to get better, we have to treat the symptoms."
Fu Song smiled bitterly: "I know I need to treat the disease, but there is nothing on this broken island right now. Even if I want to, I can't do anything!"
Zhang Jiuyue pondered for a moment and said, "We can go to the island to find some Chinese herbal medicine."
"On the island? Chinese herbal medicine? Are you a Chinese medicine doctor?"
Zhang Jiuyue shook his head: "No, but my neighbor is a Chinese medicine doctor. I often went to his medicine shop when I was a child, and I know seven or eight kinds of medicine that are effective for Wendy's condition.
If we find one, there's hope that we can help her fever go away."
Fu Song nodded: "Then let's try our luck!"
After that, the two of them made some simple preparations and entered the bushes.
Before, Fu Song had been moving around the outskirts of the bushes. The reason was simple: the Yanqiu snake was a venomous snake with extremely strong poison.
Since a nest can be found in a natural shelter, I believe there must be more in the bushes.
If you get bitten accidentally, just let it cool down.
So unless it is absolutely necessary, Fu Song would rather fish at the beach than go in and explore.
In order to guard against possible danger, Fu Song did not act quickly.
He kept hitting the weeds in front of him, hoping to scare the snake away.
Half an hour later, Fu Song turned back to look at Zhang Jiuyue: "How is it?"
Zhang Jiuyue shook his head: "I haven't found it yet."
Fu Song couldn't help but feel anxious. After such a long time, he had already explored one third of the bushes.
There are only a few kinds of plants around here, and since this place is in the tropics, tropical plants and temperate plants are two completely different concepts.
Therefore, the probability of finding what Zhang Jiuyue wants has become very low.
But Fu Song did not give up. He was about to move on when Zhang Jiuyue suddenly said, "Let's go to the mountain and take a look."
After thinking about it, Fu Song nodded.
Rather than saying that Zhang Jiuyue was talking about a mountain, it would be more accurate to say that it was a giant pile of rocks.
Because it is only fifty-six meters high, and the top part is thin and sharp, from a distance, the entire giant pile of stones looks like a person extending a middle finger of contempt.
Fu Song was still leading the way. He cut through the thorny vines with a knife and was about to climb up.
Suddenly, I heard Zhang Jiuyue scream behind me, and it turned out that he slipped and fell to the ground.
Fu Song hurried over and helped him up: "Are you okay?"
Zhang Jiuyue shook his head: "Not bad."
But when she insisted on moving forward, her face was full of pain.
Fu Song squatted down and frowned because Zhang Jiuyue's ankle was red and swollen.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
But Fu Song bent down and carried Zhang Jiuyue on his back: "It's okay, I'll carry you."
After saying that, he gritted his teeth and continued forward.
Zhang Jiuyue wanted to stop him, but after hesitating for a moment, she didn't say anything.
Because he was carrying someone on his back, Fu Song's speed was much slower than before, and he had to work very hard to climb up several slopes.
Suddenly, Zhang Jiuyue said, "Wait, put me down!"
Fu Song was stunned at first, then did as he was told.
Zhang Jiuyue bent down and finally pulled out a small blade of grass, his face full of surprise: "Is this forget-me-not grass? That's great."
Fu Song looked at the so-called "forget-me-not grass". It looked a bit like Bupleurum chinense, except that the leaves were thicker and had faint chrysanthemum-like patterns on them.
"Does it reduce fever?"
Zhang Jiuyue nodded: "Yes, and the effect is very good."
"Great!" Fu Song never expected that there would be a ray of hope after a dark period, and there were many such "forget-me-nots" nearby.
He bent down and quickly picked a large bunch.
Fu Song’s idea was very simple. Since this thing was useful, he would collect more. He didn’t want to do it again.
While Fu Song was collecting herbs, Zhang Jiuyue first looked at the distribution of these "forget-me-not herbs", then looked towards the top of the mountain, as if thinking about something.
After packing up, Fu Song wrapped up the "Forget-Me-Not Grass" and left with Zhang Jiuyue on his back.
When the two of them returned, the sun had already set.
After a brief observation of Wendy's condition, Fu Song began to boil the medicine according to the method Zhang Jiuyue had suggested.
Soon a bowl of medicinal soup was cooked. After Wendy drank it, she felt much better instantly and fell asleep in a short while.
Only then did Fu Song breathe a sigh of relief.
He suddenly walked towards Zhang Jiuyue and said, "Give me your feet."
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