I'm so thirsty! Zhao Yurou walked under the scorching sun, her whole body was hot, and she was eager to find a small stream or a big river to drink. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As far as the eye can see, there are endless mountains, and there is no place to go with water. Faintly, she seemed to hear the tinkling sound of the spring, and with great effort, she finally climbed over the mountain in front of her and ran to the spring.

Strangely, the tinkling of the spring water was gone, and it suddenly dried up in front of her. She sat down weakly, and her throat felt like a fire, and she couldn't help it, and I was dying of thirst.

A burst of laughter came from not far away, Zhao Yurou turned her head to look, and found that it was Yang Tianfeng, followed by a Japanese woman in a kimono. The two were talking and laughing, and the Japanese woman was holding Yang Tianfeng's arm affectionately. Although they were very close, the two of them didn't seem to see themselves at all, just like no one else.

"Tianfeng, I'm thirsty." The Japanese woman stopped and said to Yang Tianfeng with a smile.

"Okay, I'll fetch you water." Yang Tianfeng touched the face of the Japanese woman affectionately, and there was an extra cup in his hand as if he was magical, and the spring water appeared at his feet unbelievably, and he bent down to scoop the water.

Zhao Yurou swallowed her saliva with difficulty, and also wanted to drink water, and also wanted to call Yang Tianfeng. But she suddenly found that the Japanese woman's face became hideous and terrifying, and she pulled out a snowy dagger from her waist, approached Yang Tianfeng, and was about to stab him in the back.

"Tianfeng, be careful!" Zhao Yurou hissed, but found that her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.

The dagger fell, blood splattered out, and with one knife or two knives, Yang Tianfeng fell headlong into the spring water, dyed a blood-red.

Yes! Zhao Yurou's hands and feet moved, and she woke up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat, breathing rapidly, and suddenly she couldn't distinguish the figure standing in front of her.

"Sister, sister, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Yuqing helped her sister and looked at her with a strange look.

Zhao Yurou's chest rose and fell sharply, and it took a long time to calm down slightly, knowing that she had a nightmare, she couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"Rain, I'm a little thirsty." Zhao Yurou licked her lips and her breathing stabilized.

"Oh, I'll feed you." Zhao Yuqing agreed, poured a glass of water, and fed her sister with a spoon, her expression was still a little weird.

"Okay, stop drinking." Zhao Yurou tilted her head slightly, and closed her eyes tiredly and weakly.

Zhao Yuqing blinked, took out a handkerchief, wiped the corner of her sister's mouth, then tilted her head to look left and right, opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back.

The door knocked softly, Hao Jiaqi walked in, Zhao Yurou's eyes opened again, and she smiled reluctantly.

"Yuqing, you go and take a rest, I'll take care of Xiaorou." Hao Jiaqi stepped forward, reached out to probe the temperature of Zhao Yurou's forehead, and said to Zhao Yurou warmly.

Seeing that Zhao Yuqing didn't move, Zhao Yurou urged in a low voice: "Yuqing, go sleep for a while, my sister is fine." ”

Zhao Yuqing nodded hesitantly, turned around and walked out slowly.

Thirsty or not, hungry or not, where is the discomfort? Hao Jiaqi inquired carefully, then sat on the chair next to the bed and said, "The battle is over, Yang Tianfeng is on his way back to Yongcheng. Well, Xiao Si has already sent someone to meet him. I think he'll be rushing to get the news. ”

Zhao Yurou blinked her eyes slowly, smiled bitterly for a while, and said, "It's okay to come back, I'm going to die, and he will probably listen to the advice before he dies, right?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what can't die." Hao Jiaqi hurriedly comforted: "He will have a way, and there is no medicine for this disease." Western hospitals in big cities, or big pharmacies, should be there. With his connections, he can always get it. ”

Zhao Yurou knew that this was a comforting word, she had seen patients suffering from black fever, and she knew that this disease was serious. But in the face of her good friend's comfort and kindness, she didn't say much, just smiled and nodded.

"Close your eyes and get plenty of rest." Hao Jiaqi pulled the corner of the quilt for Zhao Yurou, held her hand tightly, "I'm here with you!" ”

"Thank you, Jiaqi." Zhao Yurou looked at her friend gratefully and slowly closed her eyes.

I don't know how long I slept, Zhao Yurou dimly heard two people talking softly, and opened her eyes slightly.

Yang Tianfeng, it's him back. Zhao Yurou was both happy and a little sour in her heart, this may be the last side, I hope he can listen to his words, I hope he can remember himself in the future.

"Chlorine, sodium hydroxide, hydrogen peroxide, methanol......" Yang Tianfeng dictated the materials that needed to be prepared in the laboratory, and Hao Jiaqi carefully recorded them in the notebook.

"Thermometer, pH test strips, gas masks, rubber gloves, anti-corrosive overalls." Yang Tianfeng thought for a moment and said, "That's all for the time being, you go find someone to prepare, and when you get the materials from the arsenal, we will start work overnight." ”

Hao Jiaqi nodded vigorously, turned around and left. She knew the delicate relationship between Yang Tianfeng and Zhao Yurou, and she was not worried at all. Moreover, saving people is like fighting fire, and if the medicine is made overnight, Zhao Yurou will be saved!

Yang Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhao Yurou staring at him with her eyes open, frowning slightly. Looking at each other, the two of them slowly smiled.

"Hey, hey." Yang Tianfeng grinned slightly awkwardly and said softly: "Wake up, that, hungry." ”

Zhao Yurou shook her head with a smile and unconsciously licked her chapped lips.

Yang Tianfeng nodded knowingly, nodded at Zhao Yurou with his finger, and said with a smile: "I'm thirsty." As he spoke, he picked up the teapot on the table, poured a large glass of water, and walked to the bed.

Zhao Yurou was struggling to sit up, Yang Tianfeng reached out to support her neck, helped her sit up, and handed the water cup to Zhao Yurou's mouth.

After taking two sips gently, Zhao Yurou's spirit seemed to be much better.

"Still drinking?" Yang Tianfeng stared at Zhao Yurou and asked with concern.

"I don't drink anymore." Zhao Yurou whispered, "Could you please lean the pillow behind me?" ”

Yang Tianfeng did as he was told, pulled over the chair and sat opposite Zhao Yurou. The room was quiet for a moment, and the two men looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Are you hurt?" Zhao Yurou, who was ill, was obviously a little unresponsive, and she noticed that Yang Tianfeng had been hanging from her chest with one hand and the other hand.

Yang Tianfeng didn't deliberately cover it up, it was just a habitual action, and he said indifferently: "There is a little skin on his arm, it's no big deal." ”

"Even if you are wounded, this battle must have been fought fiercely." Zhao Yurou sighed softly, "Just scratching a little skin?" Do you still need to hang it up, do you still use splints? ”

"There is no war that is not tragic." Yang Tianfeng smiled faintly and said, "On the battlefield, I can count it as easy. By the way, I've been promoted, Lieutenant General! As he spoke, he ostentatiously showed off his epaulettes.

"That's what you deserve." Zhao Yurou didn't seem to be happy about this, "But you always have to pay more attention to safety, how many people are relying on you!" ”

"Well, let's not talk about these things, let's talk about your illness first. Don't worry, I've gathered the people and prepared the materials, and I'll be able to make a special medicine by tomorrow. ”

"One night? Are you really a god? Zhao Yurou smiled reluctantly, not very convinced, and said: "Actually, I'm not afraid of death, you don't have to lie to me and comfort me." ”

"You're not afraid of death, I'm reluctant to let you die!" Yang Tianfeng teased with a smile: "I'm still waiting for the victory of the Anti-Japanese War to officially marry you, my third lady." ”

Sick to this extent, Zhao Yurou also knew that black fever was severe, and after listening to Yang Tianfeng's words, she was not annoyed, pursed her lips, sighed softly, and stared at Yang Tianfeng's face for a while. The dust on her face showed Yang Tianfeng's hard work and eagerness to hurry, she was grateful, but the most uneasy thing was another thing.

"You-" Zhao Yurou pondered the words and said slowly: "Who is the Japanese woman who came to you?" Was it a friend of yours when you studied in Japan? ”

Yang Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Her name is Katori Xiaonin, and when I was in Tokyo, I had an experience of falling in love with her. Time flies, it's been six or seven years, and she was only sixteen years old. ”

Zhao Yurou blinked her eyes slowly, a little surprised by Yang Tianfeng's outspokenness, thought about it, and continued: "How good it would be if there was no war, you two can continue the frontier." But now that China and Japan are in such a situation, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for her to come to you at this time, right? ”

Yang Tianfeng thought for a while, stretched out his left hand, held Zhao Yurou's little hand, and said slowly: "What do you want to say, I know." I asked Katori to stay, to meet her, that's all. There is nothing to continue the frontier, and nothing will change because of a Japanese woman. So, you can rest assured. ”

"Then why can't you avoid it?" Zhao Yurou was holding her little hand but had no intention of resisting, frowning slightly and asked, "Maybe she has been trained to become a Japanese spy, just waiting for the opportunity to get close to you, and it will be unfavorable to you?" ”

"I can beat her with one hand." Yang Tianfeng was a little amused and said, "I left her with other thoughts and purposes. In terms of safety, I will pay more attention, you don't have to worry. ”

Zhao Yurou looked at it, not very relieved, and reminded: "Tianfeng, don't be careless, let alone make a mistake and become a thousand years of hatred." Think about the people around you, what are they doing to support you and follow you? Your actions can affect millions of people. ”

Yang Tianfeng nodded again and again, got up and helped Zhao Yurou, and removed the pillow behind her, "Lie down and rest, don't think too much, I won't let you disappoint the people who follow me." ”

Zhao Yurou lay down, but her eyes were still open, looking at Yang Tianfeng.

"Well, I'll have people squeeze some fruit juice and give you vitamin BCDEFG." Yang Tianfeng touched Zhao Yurou's somewhat emaciated face, and said with a smile: "Lie down obediently, I'll be back in a while." ”

…………… (To be continued.) )