Chapter 97: The Sick of the Middle
Childe didn't lose as if he had eyes on his back, turned around to avoid the venom, picked up the branch and went straight to the head of the poisonous snake, nailed the head of the poisonous snake to the ground, pulled out the dagger, chopped off the snake's head, and lived and died in an instant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
In this short moment, there was no hesitation, and there was no mud and water, Chen Ling secretly applauded in his heart.
However, danger likes to happen when you relax your vigilance, just when Gongzi Wuqi showed off with that poisonous snake, his feet almost stepped on the snake's head, you know, even if the snake's head is chopped off, the snake venom is still there, there is still danger, Chen Ling turned pale with fright, and immediately shouted, "Don't move!" ”
Childe stopped the foot that was about to fall, and only a little bit later, he stepped on the fangs.
Chen Ling carefully removed the snake's head with a stick and buried it in the pit before he was broken to pieces.
Childe was also very afraid, and was shocked into a cold sweat, and secretly admired her in his heart.
After two days of teaching, Childe's ability to live in the wild has skyrocketed, and he can rub and make a fire, and he also knows that if he puts his hand on the fire and counts five numbers before roasting the snake, if he can hold it, he will not burn the meat. He didn't know where her strange knowledge came from, but he didn't ask, for fear that once he did, there would be no more such harmony between the two of them, and she would leave again.
In the evening she said not to sleep on the downhill slopes, because every year more people drown in the wilderness than die of thirst, and if there is a heavy rain and flash floods, they will die without a place to live. He listened to everything she said silently and remembered it in his heart.
However, it was like the calm before the storm, as their direction changed, they had begun to walk into the depths of the wilderness, and in the depths of the wilderness, only one crisis after another awaited them, and one crisis after another connected their hearts.
After a long time, Childe remembered this past without loss, and really felt lucky, if one of them was in the wilderness, then he would definitely die, it was because of the concerted efforts of the two people, learning from each other's strengths, although they went through many hardships, they finally left the wilderness.
On the afternoon of the third day, the hottest day in three days, they had very little water left, and the two of them walked more and more slowly under the extreme lack of water and the scorching sun.
Childe's injuries are almost healed, so his physical strength is also abundant.
In the afternoon, Chen Ling actually felt pain in her abdomen, she didn't think much about it, she just thought it was a little uncomfortable, and after a while, she was fine, she still insisted on walking, and after a while, she only felt dizzy, nauseous and wanted to vomit, and she had chills, and slowly leaned on his body and slipped down to the ground.
Gongzi was startled, and hurriedly hugged her, at this moment, he saw that her face was extremely flushed, her body was sweating profusely, and her skin was clammy and cold.
He hurriedly carried her to a cool place, and the water in the water bag made her drink a little bit.
Chen Ling felt very cold, "Cold." The voice spoken was very weak.
Childe hurriedly took off his coat and put it on her body, "How is it, are you better?" ”
Chen Ling shook his head, "Okay...... Cold. His body couldn't stop trembling, he was extremely distressed, he sat next to her and hugged her, she buried her head in his chest, it was really uncomfortable, is this how heat stroke feels?
After a while, her face began to turn pale, and Childe was anxious, but there was no water at the moment, what should I do?
"Ling'er, wait, I'll be back." After saying that, the son left without loss, and saw a big cactus nearby, cut it into small pieces with a dagger, because he was anxious, and even stabbed his hand a few times, although it hurt his heart, but he didn't even stop, because he happened to know that the disease of Zhongwei can be big or small, if he is not careful, there is a danger of death, there is no doctor here, there is no medicine, and there is a lack of water, he doesn't dare to think about it, he can't even imagine if she dies, whether he has the courage to live?
He took the cut cactus ball and gave it to her, trying to make her chew the juice, but it was worse than expected, and she wanted to vomit as soon as she chewed it, and she couldn't eat at all.
He stood there at a loss, and then suddenly said, "Ling'er, offended. ”
Chen Ling closed her eyes and didn't know what he wanted to do, she only felt so uncomfortable that she was going to die, she thought to herself, was she dying? Where do you go when you die?
Childe picked up a piece of cactus and put it in his mouth and chewed it, but instead of swallowing it, he wrapped it around her waist, held the back of her head, and put it into her mouth with his mouth, seeing that she didn't feel vomiting, he did it again and again.
But even so, her temperature still hasn't come down, her face is still pale, trembling, and she has begun to fall asleep. If she is not saved, she will die.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled, "Ling'er, I owe you, you live well." After speaking, he picked up the dagger and made a small cut on his wrist, and there was blood flowing shallowly, and the son put his wrist on her mouth without loss, and saw that she finally drank his blood, and she must be able to live, and she was relieved, and then felt a little dizzy, so she fell to the ground, and the blood from her wrist was still flowing, flowing into her mouth.
Is it a dream?
Twilight quadrangle.
In the small courtyard of the palace, a small young man with different colored eyes pouted and came to a woman, the woman had a delicate face and delicate makeup, although the king of Qi had not come for a long time.
Under the gorgeous costumes, it can be seen that the belly is very big, and it looks like she is about to give birth, and the king of Qi is fortunate to meet her once, and she has not appeared again, but that time she was pregnant.
"Mother, why don't you all play with me?" The child asked in a childish voice.
The woman's eyes lit up slightly, this child was not her biological child, but her best friend's child, the talented woman just left, leaving a lonely child, he was still so young, he began to suffer some disdain that he should not bear, how to survive in this murderous palace when he grew up?
"Qilin." She touched his pink cheeks, washed a small towel and wiped his dirty little hands and face, "Qilin, you have to remember, you don't follow anyone, you have to become strong, only when you are strong, they will take the initiative to play with you." ”
The little boy tilted his head and listened puzzled, although he didn't quite understand why some children played with him when he was strong, but he remembered this sentence.
In a flash of two years, the mother's child can also run on the ground naughtily, and the mother's mind on him is getting less and less, he remembers a lot of things, many, many when he happily holds his notebook and wants to show it to the mother, the mother's eyes are ignored. There were also times when he felt that he had become stronger, but still no one wanted to play with him, and he didn't understand why, but the mother didn't want to explain it anymore.
That gloomy childhood, can he forget?