Jing Jing is now the highest person here, and after dealing with Xiao Qifeng's wounds, a series of orders were ordered.

Porridge boiling, collecting dry firewood, making hay, hunting wild animals, ......in short, everyone has their own things to do.

An hour later, they brought back a pheasant, a rabbit, and a silly roe deer, and although the prey in winter was thinner, it was better than nothing. In addition, they also picked up seven or eight bundles of dry firewood, and several large bales of hay.

After all the game was cleaned up, Ah Da Ah Er and a few people set up a shelf near the entrance of the cave and roasted the robes and rabbits. The pheasant was quietly divided into several large pieces with a dagger and put into a small hanging pot, and the pot man added a few slices of ginseng, broke a piece of Ganoderma lucidum, and boiled the chicken soup. The hay he had brought back had quietly woven a thick straw curtain and hung it at the entrance of the hole, and the rest was laid on the ground. The thick hay was covered with a wolf skin, on which Xiao Qifeng was lying at this time, covered with a quiet down coat.

There was a fire in the cave, and there was a lot of heat, and the entrance to the cave was so tightly blocked that the cold wind could no longer penetrate it. Maybe it's because his body is warmer, maybe it's because he drank porridge before, or maybe it's because he has eaten a thousand-year-old elixir, Xiao Qifeng looks much better at this time. Although his face was still very pale, his breathing was no longer so weak, and his pulse was much stronger, even his cold hands were a little warm at the moment. Quietly boiling chicken soup, occasionally turning his head to look at Xiao Qifeng, whose face had improved, this hanging heart was finally half let go.

An hour and a half later, a bowl of boiled thick chicken soup was fed to Xiao Qifeng. Putting down the bowl, Quiet raised his hand and touched his forehead, his head was a little hot, and Quiet knew that he was about to start a fever. Quietly, he hurriedly put a cloth towel into the water and wiped Xiao Qifeng's forehead and armpits over and over again. Maybe it was comfortable, Xiao Qifeng's brows were no longer wrinkled, and his breathing became much more stable.

It was getting dark, and torches were lit in the cave, and the rest of the people rested, either lying down or sitting. Sitting quietly beside Xiao Qifeng, holding his head with one hand, he was sleepy.

I don't know how long it took, I heard someone talking in a haze, I opened my eyes quietly, and I remembered Xiao Qifeng after being confused.

"An An... An An..."Xiao Qifeng's face was flushed, his brows were furrowed, and his dry and peeling mouth opened and closed gently.

Quiet hurriedly raised his hand and touched his forehead, his forehead was full of cold sweat, but the tentacles were hot and scary. The quiet movement woke up Changming, who was sitting against the wall, and he saw that his master's face was flushed, so he hurriedly got up and walked over. Changming took out the silver needle on his body with his hands and feet, pierced it in Xiao Qifeng's jaw and neck, closed his lips slightly opened, and Changming fed a pill into it. Only then did he turn his head and say to the anxious quiet, "Girl, don't worry." The master was so badly injured that it was normal for him to have a fever. Now that I have been fed the medicine, the fever will subside in the second half of the night. ”

After listening to Changming's words, he nodded quietly. fed Xiao Qifeng some warm water, and then sat next to him and continued to guard.

The night sky is full of stars, and the small cave is silent. Xiao Qifeng's high fever finally subsided, and although the blood was not yet finished, at least it was not as hot as just now. Quietly boiled rice porridge in a small hanging pot and boiled it in chicken soup. A large bowl full of them was fed. At this time, Xiao Qifeng's face, which had become pale due to excessive bleeding, finally had a trace of blood. Chang Ming stretched out his hand and put it on his wrist, and then said to the others in the cave, "This high fever has subsided a lot, my heartbeat and breathing have stabilized a lot, and my pulse is stronger than before, my master's condition is slowly improving, and the wound is also showing signs of healing." In this way, it will not be long before the master wakes up. ”

"Great, the master is fine. That's great! Everyone was happy when they heard Changming's words. Xiao Qifeng, the master, is the target they swear to follow, and they can die without blinking for Xiao Qifeng. If Xiao Qifeng is gone one day, they don't even know what the meaning of living is. At this time, how could they be unhappy when they heard that their master was fine? Not excited?

Quietly looking at these people, I am very touched in my heart, and this kind of friendship is the most experienced. Because in her previous life, she also shared life and death with her comrades-in-arms, and there were people who gave their lives to save her. She thought that she and Xiao Qifeng were unlucky. Because they are also ill-fated, and they are miserable and lonely for half their lives. At the same time, they are lucky. Because when going through these hardships, there are these comrades-in-arms who share life and death all the way.

After talking happily for a while, they closed their eyes and rested. Quiet is tired at this time, but he can't sleep. She sat down beside Xiao Qifeng and looked at him carefully. He was dark, thin, and emaciated. They hadn't seen each other in months, and Quiet realized how much she missed him. Quiet reached out and gently brushed the cheek that he had been thinking about day and night, only to find that his eyelashes were fluttering gently. Quiet's eyes widened, and she bent over to look at him intently.

It seemed like a century was so long, and it seemed like it was just a blink of an eye, Xiao Qifeng's eyes slowly opened.

The silence was pleasantly surprised, she didn't expect Xiao Qifeng to wake up so quickly. Her excited voice trembled a little, looking at Xiao Qifeng who opened her eyes, she cautiously opened her mouth and called, "Xiao Qifeng? ”

Xiao Qifeng felt that he had slept for a century so long, his eyes were half-open, and his eyes were a little confused. He remembered that there had been a traitor on his side, and he had been seriously injured. Is he dead? But why did he feel as if he had heard An An's voice? He really misses his An An, he really wants to see her, he really wants to hear her. Thinking that he was dead, leaving An An alone, and thinking that since then, he and his An An Yin and Yang have been separated from each other, and they will never see each other, Xiao Qifeng's heartache is beyond measure.

"An An... An An ......" Xiao Qifeng called softly, his voice was weak and weak, dry and hoarse. He closed his eyes sadly, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"It's me! It's me! Don't move, don't talk, close your eyes and get a good night's sleep, I'm here with you, always with you! Quiet saw that Xiao Qifeng could wake up, speak, and call her name, and Quiet was completely relieved.

Xiao Qifeng felt that his body was aching, and his head was also very dizzy. He wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but he didn't have the strength to do so. He thought that he probably missed his An An too much, so he had auditory hallucinations. He struggled to raise his hand, trying to grasp something, but he couldn't. Seeing Xiao Qifeng's hand moving, Jing Jing hurriedly stretched out his hands to hold it. Xiao Qifeng finally fell asleep, but he held his quiet hand, but he didn't let go.

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