Yang Fan came to the mine next to the mine with the pangolin in his arms, where Lao Chunqiu was sitting waiting for him.

"Are you back?huh?What are you holding in your arms?" Old Chunqiu saw a small head in Yang Fan's arms.

"It's a pangolin. Yang Fan glanced at the little guy who was trembling in his arms.

"It's a good thing, come, give it to me, let me make you a drink. Lao Chunqiu stretched out his hand.

When the pangolin heard Lao Chunqiu's words, he was even more frightened.

"This won't work. Yang Fan understood the pangolin's thoughts, and he touched the pangolin's body with his hand to comfort him, "I want it to be my companion." ”

After listening to Yang Fan's words, Lao Chunqiu did not insist on his opinion.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, let's go back." Old Chunqiu looked up at the sky.

Yang Fan looked up, and unconsciously, a little glow had been slightly revealed in the sky.

"Let's go," Yang Fan held the pangolin in his left hand, and helped Lao Chunqiu into the mine with his right hand.

When he came, it was the road led by Lao Chunqiu, Yang Fan couldn't remember it clearly, but when he went back, he helped Lao Chunqiu and paid attention to the route.

The two of them came to Lao Chunqiu's room on the second floor on the ground, Lao Chunqiu lay on the bed, and then took out a key from his arms and handed it to Yang Fan, "This has a master key, do you remember the way you came just now." ”

"I remember, but how did I open that wall?" Yang Fan asked.

"With a raised stone on the right-hand side, you press the door and it opens. I'm too tired to send you back. Lao Chunqiu said.

"Old man, I see that your injuries are serious, why don't you go to my house, and I can take care of you. Yang Fan said with concern.

Lao Chunqiu weighed it for a long time, then nodded and agreed.

Yang Fan carried Lao Chunqiu to the first floor of the ground along the stairs, and then returned to his room.

As soon as Lao Chunqiu entered the house, he fell into bed and fell asleep.

Although Yang Fan was also sleepy, the bed was occupied by Lao Chunqiu, so he took a nap under the bed, and the pangolin's foot was injured and he couldn't move, and he honestly fell asleep next to Yang Fan.

Although Yang Fan was very uncomfortable sleeping like this, he was already very tired after a busy night's work, and soon he fell asleep.

In a daze, he heard footsteps in the corridor, Yang Fan woke up suddenly, and then a voice came.

"Yang Fan, your lunch. As he spoke, a tray passed through the square hole.

Yang Fan realized at this time that it was already noon.

After the prison guard left, Yang Fan hurriedly called Lao Chunqiu to come over for dinner, but Lao Chunqiu didn't agree to him after calling for a long time.

"What's going on?" Yang Fan hurriedly lay on the bed, he put his hand under Lao Chunqiu's nose to test his breath, and the result was okay, there was an exhalation.

However, Yang Fan felt that Lao Chunqiu's face was very hot, and Yang Fan immediately stretched out his hand to Lao Chunqiu's forehead, and sure enough, as Yang Fan expected, Lao Chunqiu had a fever.

"What can I do about this?" Yang Fan was embarrassed, he knew that this was the fever caused by Lao Chunqiu's wound yesterday. "I don't have any medicine, do I?"

You know, it's hard to get a medicine in prison.

Yang Fan thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of a good way, so he decided to find some water to compress Lao Chunqiu.

But there was no water in the confinement room at all, and Yang Fan usually had no way to wash his face.

Suddenly, Yang Fan remembered the master key that Lao Chunqiu gave him, "Why don't I go out and find it." ”

Thinking of this, Yang Fan first leaned on the iron door and listened to the movement outside, it was still silent outside, and then Yang Fan opened the iron door with a master key.

With a "squeak", the iron door was pushed open, and it was particularly piercing in the silent confinement room. Yang Fan was startled, and then he sneaked out and looked around, there was no need to worry at all, there should be no one here.

Yang Fan calmed down, and then walked in the direction of the confinement room first, the doors were open on both sides of the corridor, there should be no one, until he reached the exit of the confinement room, Yang Fan did not find a water source.

In desperation, Yang Fan had to turn around and walk back, but Yang Fan walked through the entire confinement room and did not find any water source.

Yang Fan thought for a while, then ran to the innermost confinement room and pushed the hidden wall open.

Descending the dark staircase, Yang Fan began to search in each room, but after a search, he still didn't find it.

"What can I do about this?" Yang Fan sat on Lao Chunqiu's iron bed and hesitated, "Do you have to ask me to go inside the mine and look for it outside?"

When Yang Fan was distressed, he glanced at it and saw a cup on the table, Yang Fan stepped forward to see that there was still a small half cup of water in the cup.

"Huh, where did this come from?" Yang Fan was curious.

"No, there must be a place here where there is a water source, otherwise where does this water come from?" Yang Fan affirmed his thoughts.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan stood up again and began to look in every room.

As Yang Fan expected, in the third room next door, Yang Fan found a faucet behind a cabinet, and when Yang Fan twisted it, the water flowed down.

"Haha, I found it. Yang Fan went back to the old Chunqiu house to find a basin, took half a basin of water, and then went back the same way.

Returning to his confinement room, Yang Fan closed the door, then tore a piece of cloth from his clothes, and then wet it on Lao Chunqiu's forehead.

On this day, Yang Fan didn't rest, and after a while, he changed the water on the cloth on Lao Chunqiu's head, and I don't know how long it took, Yang Fan also fell asleep in a daze.

In the middle of the night, Lao Chunqiu woke up from his coma, and as soon as he sat up, the cloth on his head fell off.

Lao Chunqiu picked up the cloth, looked at the water next to him and Yang Fan, who was asleep next to the bed, and seemed to understand something.

"This silly boy. Lao Chunqiu's eyes showed a burst of warmth.

As soon as Lao Chunqiu wanted to go down to the ground to move, Yang Fan woke up from his dream, "Why are you up?" Yang Fan said in a daze.

"It's okay, I'm not burning anymore. Old Chunqiu laughed.

"Don't burn?" Yang Fan stretched out his hand and touched Lao Chunqiu's forehead, and sure enough, it was cold and silky, and he no longer had a fever.

"Great, great. Yang Fan said happily.

"It's really hard for you, and you can't sleep well in the middle of the night. "Lao Chunqiu doesn't know how much time has passed.

"It doesn't matter, I'm young and out of the way. Yang Fan smiled and said, "By the way, old man, who was that person we met the night before?"

Lao Chunqiu moved his limbs, and then sat down, "Since you want to know, then I'll tell you the ins and outs of the matter." ”