Pork liver nourishes blood, but ginkgo fruit only has vacuum-packed braised pork liver.

In the current situation, Baiguoguo couldn't care about anything else, so he dismantled two packets of braised pork liver and put them in the pot to boil porridge.

While the pot was still boiling, the ginkgo fruit did not rest.

She piled all the straw that had been put into the warehouse with the brown bear carcass at the entrance of the cave, covering most of the hole, leaving only nearly one-third of it for ventilation.

The straw was dirty and smelly, and it all smelled of brown bears.

Some of them were also stained with some blood, but all of them were picked out by the white fruit.

Although the smell is not good, it is good to use it to keep out wind and snow.

In addition, this smell can also be a good deterrent to some animals and increase safety.

By the time I got back to the cave, the porridge in the pot had already begun to tumble.

The white fruit stirred twice, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down on the grass mat beside him.

This straw mat was brought out of the tribe by the white fruit fruit, and it was tied very solidly to keep out the tide and cold.

The straw mat is not large, and it used to be used by ginkgo fruit when sitting on the kang.

Now Bai Guoguo sits on one, and the remaining two are given to Diandian and Doudou as temporary nests.

Looking at the heavy wings with his eyes closed, Bai Guoguo couldn't help but sigh, and the guilt in his heart became deeper and deeper.

"If it weren't for me, you would have spent the winter at home comfortably."

Bai Guoguo said, his fingertips sliding lightly over Chongyi's cheeks.

It's just this handful, Bai Guoguo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly put his hand on Chongyi's forehead.

I don't know when it started, this man actually had a fever.

Hurriedly tested his body temperature, and it had reached 38 degrees Celsius, which is definitely a high fever for an adult.

Bai Guoguo panicked, and hurriedly turned out the antipyretic medicine, wanting to feed Chongyi, but Chongyi had his teeth closed and couldn't feed it at all.

There is no choice but to prick the needle.

After another toss, the porridge in the pot already had a burnt taste.

There was no way, the burnt porridge couldn't be eaten, so the ginkgo had to live in another pot.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Bai Guoguo didn't dare to relax, and hurriedly took a piece of cold medicine for himself to eat.

At this time, she can't get sick again, otherwise the two of them will probably be thrown into this cave.

After the porridge was boiled, he poured a bowl for Diandian and Doudou, and then left the share he gave to Chongyi to dry, and he drank it in small sips.

This kind of pork liver porridge made with braised pork liver is not delicious, but in this case, Ginkgo Guo can no longer afford to be picky at all.

When the heat of the porridge subsided, when it was just time to warm his hands, Bai Guoguo came to Chongyi's side.

It's just that this man is still clenching his teeth and can't feed it at all.

"Chongyi, can you open your mouth and drink some porridge?"

Bai Guoguo was so anxious that she burst into tears.

In fact, Bai Guoguo's tears never stopped, but her attention was always distracted, so she didn't pay attention at all.

Chongyi didn't react at all, Bai Guoguo was so anxious that he didn't know what he thought in the end, so he took a mouthful of porridge and leaned over to Chongyi's mouth.

The man's teeth were clenched too tightly, and Bai Guoguo couldn't pry them open after several attempts, so he could only send them into his mouth little by little.

I don't know if Bai Guoguo's efforts were successful, or Chongyi's subconscious cooperation, although there was a lot of porridge and water flowing out, he still swallowed some of it.

When a bowl of porridge was half-thrown and half-fed into Chongyi's mouth, Bai Guoguo was already crying silently.