Chapter 77: The Old Smoker Has a Fever

Luo Fatzi and Xu Qiang helped each other, standing at the gate, looking at the three wolves who disappeared in the firelight, the bright and uncertain light illuminated the eyes of the two, their expressions were resolute, and they were full of confidence in the future. Working together to kill thirty-six wolves, such a deed can definitely be called a hero in the original society, although the final outcome is that the two were arrested by the forest police and stayed in the number for more than ten years.

The two of them, covered in blood, no longer had the energy to clean up and dispose of the corpses of these wolves, and now it was imperative to deal with the wounds on their bodies as soon as possible. The wounds on Luo Fatzi's body were mainly scratches, while Xu Qiang was more serious, the flesh and blood on his right calf were blurred, and there was also a wound on his right arm that was bitten by a wolf, not to mention other minor injuries.

I don't know if there were individuals carrying rabies virus in wolves in ancient times, but at present, Xu Qiang's state is already a third-level exposure, regardless of whether there is a possibility of being infected, Xu Qiang has to do an in-depth treatment, including Luo Fatzi. The axe and knife that had been lost on the ground were retrieved, and the two went back side by side to treat their wounds.

This is a wilderness, and there are no other human beings, so the two simply strip off their clothes and drive naked to the creek to clean the wound, the main purpose of driving is to obtain a bright light source so that they can clearly see the wound.

"Ah, Brother Qiang, amazing, you're only so old now, and this little thing has grown so big? No wonder my sister-in-law can't do without you, hehe, but compared to the two of us, you have a little work! Ha ha! ”

"Brother Qiang, don't have a black face, we are naked now, do you have a little melon into the depths of the natural hardness, the wind blows the crotch PP cool feet?"

Luo Fatzi, who was without pressure, became active again, and kept teasing Xu Qiang, and Brother Qiang didn't bother to take care of this guy with his own wounds, he could see it, the more you provoke this guy, the more Luo Fatzi can pull you to the edge of the sky, just ignore him and drive away.

While driving the off-road vehicle through the gate, the two had to clear some of the thorns to get through the open space between the trap and the gate.

By the time the wound had been cleaned and iodophor had been applied, it was nine o'clock in the evening. The night was very quiet, and the long-lost insect cry came from the surrounding grass again, like a Mozart's serenade, tactfully and lowly, one after another, so that the two guys in a happy mood sang a song, and the unknown insects in the grass instantly retracted their wings and returned to the hole.

Both men took an aspirin to relieve pain in their bodies and to prevent possible fever. After changing his clothes and returning to the campfire comfortably, a large amount of heat was transferred to his body, making the two of them feel comfortable, and they couldn't help but move forward again. After this bloody battle in the afternoon, Luo Fatzi's clothes were better, and Xu Qiang's clothes were already silky.

There is a large pot of venison boiling in each of the two hanging pots, in which calamus and dandelion are placed, and dandelion tea is also boiling in the kettle on one side, which urgently needs to recover and reduce inflammation after the injury. In ancient times, the various pathogenic bacteria were far less strong and variant than in modern times, and it is believed that most of them should be able to be protected against through the treatment of Chinese herbal medicine and the action of aspirin.

After the meal, Luo Fatzi lit a cigarette for each of them, took a deep breath, and let the cigarette turn around in his lungs two more times before he spit out a puff of smoke rings.

"Ah~, it's so comfortable! A cigarette after dinner, race over the living immortals! "If there is a third person present, looking at the painting style in front of him, the two minors are secretly smoking, there is joy, there is comfort, but it lacks a youthful and nervous feeling, and it is as skilled as an old smoker for more than ten years. There are not many cigarettes left between the two, and there are less than fifteen cigarettes together, and until new tobacco leaves are discovered, these cigarettes may be the only cigarettes in ancient times, which is a good thing for a qualified smoker!

Xu Qiang took a sip of dandelion tea and brought the wound on his right leg close to the fire, the warm feeling slowly rose, and there was an itch of muscle growth. After the war, the body was greatly relaxed, but the spirit could not be relaxed, Xu Qiang arranged for Luo Fatzi to check the camp around and tighten the gate, and then the two hurriedly got into the sleeping bag to sleep. There was no interference, only the intermittent chirping of insects, and the bright moon that appeared at that time shone on the camp, and the bonfire gradually went out.

The sun is three poles, and the sun is very good today, Luo Fatzi got out of his sleeping bag, stretched his waist, and turned his head to look at Xu Jing's tent.

"Brother Qiang, get up."

No one responded, Luo Fatzi was puzzled, usually Brother Qiang would get up earlier than himself, and basically didn't let himself call him to get up, what is wrong with him today. Luo Fatzi walked over and patted the tent, and shouted again:

"Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang? The sun is on your ass, get up! ”

Or no one responded, sleeping so deeply? Luo Fatzi bent down and unzipped the tent, wanting to pull Xu Qiang out, but what caught his eye was Xu Qiang's flushed face, his breathing was very rough, and the tent was also filled with heat.

When Fat Luo saw it, he was obviously a little flustered, and reached out to touch Xu Qiang's forehead, which was very hot.

"Oops, Brother Qiang has a fever."

Luo Fatzi hurriedly got into the tent, nudged Xu Qiang's body and kept calling him.

"Hmm~, water, water, I want to drink water."

In a daze, Xu Qiang opened his mouth to ask for water to drink, Luo Fatzi hurriedly ran to the bonfire and brought the warm kettle over, and fed Xu Qiang dandelion water little by little with a spoon, and after a while, the small half pot of water went down, but Xu Qiang hadn't woken up yet, his forehead was still hot, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Dandelion also has the effect of anti-inflammatory, swelling, cold and fever, just used to reduce fever.

Seeing this, Fat Luo knew that it was burning badly, and he had to cool down quickly. Turned around and took out a piece of aspirin, crushed it and fed it to Xu Qiang with a spoon, then took out the lid of the hanging pot, poured warm water into it, wiped it on Brother Qiang's forehead with some water with his hands, and then took out his arm and wiped some warm water on the crook of his arm and armpit to dissipate heat. In fact, the best way to dissipate heat now is to let Xu Qiang get out of the sleeping bag and cover it with a windproof futon or something. But now Xu Qiang is still a little confused, so he can only wait for him to take medicine and feel better before moving under the shack.

Half an hour later, after three rounds of physical cooling, the aspirin also began to work, and a large amount of sweat flowed down the forehead and neck, and the temperature dropped significantly. Luo Pang also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, Xu Qiang's right leg was slightly injured, and the wound was infected and inflamed and caused a fever, so he would treat the wound after Xu Qiang woke up. Fortunately, the injuries on his body have not caused a fever, and if he is the same as Xu Qiang, then I don't know what the two of them have become.

After feeding Xu Qiang and drinking a few sips of dandelion tea, Luo Fatzi tried to call him again. Slowly, Xu Qiang opened his eyes, and the face of the fat man in his sight slowly became clear. Open your mouth, a slightly hoarse voice comes out:

"Luo, Luo Sheng, do I have a fever? It's going to feel better, but it's still a little groggy, come and help me to the fire, and sweat again, it should get better sooner. ”