People often get minor ailments like headaches and fevers.
My second uncle always takes care of my sprains and bruises.
The second uncle felt his pulse.
"I wasn't seriously injured, and my bones are fine."
It must have fallen and startled the person, which caused the fire to start.
"If you can't get rid of his fever, wipe his body with warm water tonight. His temperature will drop by then, and he'll definitely wake up and be fine tomorrow."
They didn't even prescribe any medicine.
Liu Junkai had already pushed the bicycle into the dugout when he saw that it was badly damaged from the fall, and the wheels were twisted.
It's easy to imagine how dangerous the situation was.
"Brother Jiang, what should we do with this person?"
Jiang Tiecheng glanced at the middle-aged man who was still unconscious, and could only say,
"Alright, you can all go back now. He can rest here with me for a while."
We don't know anything about the situation, who he is, or where he lives. We can't just leave him outside.
Liu Junkai gave a thumbs up.
"Brother Jiang, you're just too kind-hearted, you meddle in everything."
Jiang Tiecheng closed the door and sighed.
It seems like I can't shake this kind-heartedness from my past life.
No wonder he's such a coward; his personality can't be changed just by being reborn.
When Chen Zhipeng opened his eyes, he saw the faint candlelight in the room.
His lips were so dry they were peeling, and his voice was hoarse, so he could only let out weak groans.
"You're awake. Are you thirsty? Have some water first."
Jiang Tiecheng helped the man up and poured a bowl of warm water down his throat.
Chen Zhipeng felt that he had finally recovered, and his throat was no longer hoarse.
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