Wu Shizhu and Chang Jiarong were not familiar with Bi Qiaoan, so they believed her when she said that.
Next, the group cooked two more pots of porridge and three more pots of ginger soup.
Bi Qiaoan would secretly add spiritual spring water to the pot whenever the two guards went out to help.
Because she was quick and made sure the water flowed down the handle of the spoon into the pot, she managed to do it several times without anyone noticing.
The spring water also worked as expected.
Those medical staff who tried everything, even feeding the unconscious people ginger soup or porridge, were surprised to find that these people who had been injured woke up!
This made them extremely happy. They all thought to themselves that it must be God's way of not wanting anything to happen to them, which is why such a miracle occurred.
As night deepened, fewer people came and went in the hospital. Bi Qiaoan leaned against the corner of the wall and closed her eyes wearily.
Wu Shizhu and Chang Jiarong considerately took over her work. Although not many people came to drink ginger soup now, they still had to keep making it. They were just in case someone suddenly came and they couldn't supply enough.
The two grown men were actually more tired than Bi Qiaoan, but they were too embarrassed to rest. They were afraid something might happen.
As for the young woman, she came here to help out, so it's understandable that she needs to rest when she's tired.
As time passed, Bi Qiaoan felt a pair of strong, powerful hands lifting her up in her sleep.
She instinctively tried to struggle, but then she heard a familiar voice: "Sweetheart, go to sleep, it's okay."
Bi Qiaoan opened her drowsy eyes and saw Shen Yanming's familiar figure. She mumbled something and then fell asleep again.
Wu Shizhu and Chang Jiarong were a little worried and whispered to Shen Yanming, "Why don't we wake Qiao An up? It's snowing heavily outside, and it's hard to walk. Be careful not to fall."
Shen Yanming knew this, but the little girl was so sleepy that he couldn't bear to leave her.
"Okay, you guys help me put her on my back, and I'll carry her back." Since I've already carried so many people, one or two more won't make a difference.
"Are you sure you can manage? You've made so many trips back and forth tonight, even your iron body can't take it, right?" Wu Shizhu asked.
Shen Yanming smiled weakly, "It's alright, I can manage. I'll have to trouble you with the follow-up work. My wife and I won't be participating tomorrow." He needs to rest and replenish his energy.
The two understood and nodded: "Don't worry, don't worry, go home and get some rest. Also, take good care of the baby."
"Yes, I will."
Leaving the hospital, Shen Yanming carried Bi Qiaoan on his back, struggling through the snow. Snowflakes fell on their faces, melting rapidly. The icy touch made it feel as if their skin would freeze at any moment.
Bi Qiaoan was stung by the sudden coldness; she felt uncomfortable and buried her head in Shen Yanming's back. But she didn't wake up, didn't speak, and continued to sleep.
Shen Yanming sensed something was wrong, thinking that even if his wife was sleepy, she should have woken up by now.
But it's inconvenient to check the situation right now, so we can only speed things up.
When you're in a rush, you panic, and when you panic, you're more likely to fall. Shen Yanming hadn't eaten much, his stomach was growling with hunger, and he felt completely weak.
If they hadn't been quick enough to grab onto the roadside lamppost, they might have actually fallen to the ground with Bi Qiaoan.
He gasped for breath by the roadside, thinking to himself that he hadn't even dropped a patient while carrying them all night, so how could he possibly drop his own wife? He was somewhat unhappy.
But that's the truth. Perhaps their physical strength is nearing its limit.
Shen Yanming put Bi Qiaoan down and turned around to see his wife, whose face was slightly flushed. He called out to her twice, but she didn't respond.
"Is he running a fever?" But he was perfectly fine at the hospital, or did he already have a fever then but he didn't notice?
Shen Yanming murmured, but he couldn't care less about the reason.
He took off his gloves, pulled a wet wipe from his pocket, and wiped his hands. Then he put his fingers in his mouth and drank some of the spiritual spring water.
Feeling his strength return, he quickly picked up his wife and carried her back step by step.
Half an hour later, Shen Yanming opened his bedroom door. He put his wife on the sofa, then turned around and locked the door.
Without even turning on the lights, he took Bi Qiaoan into the space.
The space was pleasantly warm, and as soon as they entered, the two felt that their clothes had become a burden.
Shen Yanming took off his and his wife's down jackets and cotton pants, changed into pajamas, and fed Bi Qiaoan two sips of spiritual spring water.
I took out a thermometer and measured her temperature. It was only 38 degrees Celsius, not very high.
Shen Yanming took a pill from the shelf, fed it to Bi Qiaoan, and then took her back to the mobile villa.
An'an and Nuannuan are already asleep. The two little ones are very well-behaved; after eating their bread, they threw the bag in the trash can and washed their milk cups. So the living room is spotless, without a trace of dirt or mess.
The big goose nestled obediently beside the two babies' bed, watching the little ones sleep.
Shen Yanming put Bi Qiaoan on the bed, wiped her hands and face with a towel, and then went to the bathroom to take a bath.
He really suffered today. He walked in the snow for so long, his pants were soaked. His entire leg was submerged in wet cotton pants, and it felt like his bones ached.
Shen Yanming first soaked in cold water for half a day to recover, then used warm water to dispel the cold, and finally used hot water mixed with spiritual spring water.
He was very hungry, so he took a box of rice from the storage area, wolfed it down, and then soaked in warm water, sighing contentedly.
I didn't come out of the bathroom until I had fully recovered.
I lay down next to Bi Qiaoan and took her temperature with a thermometer. I found that her temperature had dropped to 37.5 degrees Celsius.
Shen Yanming breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pull his wife into his arms.
He thought he was so exhausted that he would fall asleep soon. But he couldn't sleep.
He was worried about the health of the guards who were even more exhausted than him.
He had a spatial dimension, medicine, and spiritual spring water, yet he still suffered so much. Those others, well, they probably just had to endure it.
If you get rheumatism, you'll suffer for the rest of your life. If it affects your fertility, you'll be childless.
Shen Yanming became increasingly distressed, so much so that he couldn't sleep.
He kissed Bi Qiaoan on the forehead, then got out of bed and went to the study to work on the medicinal herbs.
Let's prescribe some medicine to help improve their physical condition. Otherwise, the entire base will suffer significant losses, which they can't afford.
On this first night of the new year, it wasn't just Shen Yanming who couldn't sleep. It could be said that millions upon millions of people throughout Qinghua Kingdom were suffering from insomnia.
With such a major incident at the Haishi base, Wen Mengguan dared not conceal it and immediately reported it to the Imperial Capital.
When General Lee learned of this, he was shocked.
I was thinking that last year, when we experienced the cold winter for the first time, nothing went wrong. How come this year, with more experience, so many survivors have run into trouble?
But now is not the time to assign blame. He immediately ordered that no matter the cost, the person must be rescued.
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