Chapter 138 Linglong
The thought only flashed through my mind.
Now is not the time to think about these things!
She shook her head, suppressing her chaotic thoughts.
The most urgent thing is to save him!
His forehead was incredibly hot, like a red-hot iron.
If the high fever does not subside, it will damage the brain and even be fatal!
Without any hesitation, Chen He raised her hand and with a "hiss", she tore off a large piece of relatively clean and dry lining from her skirt.
She ran to the dark river and dipped the cloth into the freezing water.
The cold river water caused her finger bones to ache, but she didn't care.
She wrung it out, folded it into a square, and walked quickly back to him.
"I'm sorry."
She muttered softly and gently placed the cool wet cloth on Ah Sheng's hot forehead.
“Zizi——”
The cloth seemed to be placed on charcoal fire and made a slight sound.
His brows were furrowed even in his sleep, and he seemed extremely uncomfortable.
Chen He tore off a few more pieces of cloth, soaked them in the same way, and carefully applied them to both sides of his neck, where the blood flowed and could take away the heat the fastest.
When she had done all this, she took up the warmest robe that lay by the fire, which belonged to him.
She covered him tightly with the robe, especially the horrific wound, which was covered tightly.
Only by maintaining the core temperature can he have a chance to fight against the high fever!
But this kind of physical cooling alone only treats the symptoms and not the root cause.
You also need water and medicine.
Chen He took out the small cowhide water bag from his arms, walked to the river, and carefully filled it with running water.
She didn't dare to take the stagnant water from the shore, as she didn't know what filth was hidden in it.
Then, she held on to the slippery stone wall, forced herself to support her sore legs, and searched inch by inch in the light of the fire.
Fragments of memories from past lives surged wildly in my mind.
Those herbal atlases that he had memorized by rote in order to survive on the run suddenly became incredibly clear!
“Got it!”
Her gaze was fixed on a crevice in the rock!
There were actually a few dandelions growing there!
This most common grass has excellent effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, reducing swelling and dispersing nodules!
Chen He was overjoyed and found a small patch of willow trees in another damp corner.
She pulled out the small knife she carried with her, skillfully scraped off the rough outer skin, and carefully peeled off the tender white bark inside.
Willow bark is very cold in nature and is a good medicine for reducing fever!
There is always a way out!
Chen He picked up half of a broken clay pot left by someone, washed it and put it on the fire.
She threw in the willow bark, added water, and boiled it carefully.
Soon, a strong and bitter smell filled the cave.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Outside the cave was endless darkness and the sound of flowing water, and inside the cave was only a campfire, crackling.
Ah Sheng tossed and turned in a high fever. He changed the cloth on his forehead over and over again, but it always became scorching hot after a while.
He closed his eyes tightly and uttered painful, unconscious mutterings.
Chen He stayed with him closely, her heart in a knot.
“Water…water…”
He murmured hoarsely.
Chen He quickly brought the boiled willow bark juice to his mouth, but he clenched his teeth and couldn't feed it at all.
She could only use a cloth to moisten his chapped lips bit by bit.
Sudden--
A big, hot hand grabbed her wrist like lightning!
The force was so great that it almost crushed her wrist bones!
"A Sheng?"
Shen He was startled and looked down.
His eyes were still tightly closed, his brows were locked into a knot, and his face was full of struggling pain.
His cracked lips moved.
This time, the sound he made was no longer a vague mumbling.
The voice was hoarse and vague, as if it was ground out from the depths of the throat, but it also carried a clarity and anxiety that penetrated everything.
"exquisite……"
Chen He's movements froze instantly.
His scorching palms burned her skin like a branding iron, but his strength softened unconsciously.
"……I am here……"
Those two words were tender and gentle, carrying a heartbreaking cherishment buried deep in the heart.
boom!
It was as if something exploded in Chen He's mind.
exquisite?
This name...
Apart from Yan Qingxiu, who taught her to read, led her into the world, and treated her like a master and a brother, no one else in this world would call her that!
Chen He was struck by lightning, and the blood in his body seemed to solidify instantly!
She jerked her wrist back, as if burned by those two words, and took two steps back.
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, causing pain in her ribs!
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
She stared at the sleeping Ah Sheng with her eyes as sharp as a knife, wishing she could penetrate the annoying silver veil and see his true appearance!
That voice...
Even though it's hoarse and blurry, the tone hidden deep within, the tenderness that penetrates deep into the bones...
And this strong jawline, this straight nose bridge...
An idea so absurd that made her heart tremble suddenly popped up in her mind!
He...is not dead?
If he is not dead, why has there been no news from him in the past few years?
Why do we wear veils and dare not show our true faces?
And why would he appear in this dangerous Yanhui Mountain mine, disguised as a mysterious person named "A Sheng"?!
Countless questions, like countless sharp knives, stirred wildly in Shen He's mind, almost tearing her apart!
Just when she was in a state of confusion and on the verge of collapse——
“Ouch—”
A long, shrill wolf howl came from outside the cave without any warning, tearing through the dead silence of the night.
Then came the second sound, the third sound...
One after another, from far to near!
Chen He's pupils suddenly shrank!
It's a wolf!
The firelight... and the smell of blood oozing from Ah Sheng's wound attracted them!
The overwhelming shock and confusion were instantly suppressed by the cold instinct of survival.
Chen He's eyes became extremely sharp in an instant, without a trace of confusion!
She quickly glanced at the unconscious Ah Sheng, and without any hesitation, turned around and threw all the dead branches and leaves she could find in the cave into the fire!
“Crack!”
The flames shot up high, illuminating the entire cave as bright as day and dispelling some of the coldness.
Brightness is not enough!
She also needs weapons!
Chen He's gaze fell on Ah Sheng's waist, where he wore an ancient long sword.
She leaned over and drew her sword.
“Clang——”
The sword body rubbed against the scabbard, making a clear dragon roar.
The cold touch coming from her palm instantly gave her confused heart a fulcrum.
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