Chapter Eighty-Four: Kyungwon and the Three Rounds
Kyungwon was sleeping on the floor, he was also tired, tired and needed to rest.
Before going to bed, he boiled another pot of hot water, filled three hot water bottles, stuffed two bags into the futon, and rested them on Tang Xue's left and right feet respectively, and he stuffed the remaining one into his stomach.
He pulled the thick hat of his padded coat over his nose, pulled his hands and feet into his sleeves, covered him with a blanket, and curled up on the tiled floor and slept.
Although the hardware condition was not good, because he was too sleepy, he fell asleep quickly.
When he woke up, it was late at night, he and Tang Xue fell asleep during the day, he slept until dark, Tang Xue hadn't woken up yet, the fire in the brazier had already been extinguished, and even the charcoal was cold.
Looking at the mechanical watch, at 3 a.m., for 15 hours, he slept from 12 noon to 3 a.m.
The hot water bottle at his feet had already cooled down, and although the temperature in the room was also low, it didn't make him bleed.
He stretched, got up, took out the hot water bottle in Tang Xue's futon, reopened the fire to boil the water, and then stuffed the three hot water bottles filled with hot water into her quilt.
The firewood was not enough, so he went downstairs, dismantled some of the wooden benches and pavilions in the community, and went upstairs with a bundle of planks and sticks.
After adding some firewood and continuing to check the situation of the sick number, Tang Xue's expression was still very poor, her breathing was not smooth, and she was weak, as if she had a nightmare, and her brows were furrowed.
Not only did she get frostbite, but she also seemed to have some fever and other complications.
Kyungwon had collected some ointments and finished medicines at home, and all the things he had found in the residents' houses were brought back to his house as long as he thought they might be useful, and in the basement there was a utility room where he could find all kinds of messy things, including a large pile of medicines.
He hadn't read the instructions for the medicine, but he had just stuffed it into a cabinet in the utility room.
There are too many things there, and he has made a catalog with a notebook, and if he doesn't follow the catalog, even he is easy to find confusion.
Among those medicines, there should be ointments that can treat frostbite and cold medicines that reduce fever and cough.
As for whether the medicine is expired, he can only say that he should try to choose the medicine with a long shelf life, where is there any medicine that has not expired in these years, try to choose the medicine with more traditional Chinese medicine materials, and don't choose those high-tech chemical Western medicines, after all, most of the ingredients such as herbs expire only because the efficacy of the medicine becomes weak or invalid, and when the Western medicine expires, it may become highly toxic.
But before you can think about how to use the medicine, you have to go back first.
He had just gone downstairs to chop firewood, it was still snowing outside, and it was not easy for him to bring Tang Xue back.
He goes back and forth alone, of course, how to go, the zombies treat him as a buddy, turn a blind eye to him, and if he wants to take a shortcut, he will go to the shortcut, and if he wants to squeeze the zombie group, he will squeeze the zombie group.
All the while, he took the shortest route.
But you have to take a big living person through the zombie horde...
He himself didn't think it was a big deal, but a certain problem girl was going to burp.
If you want to take Tang Xue back to the southern suburbs, you can only take a detour, and you can't use walking, walking is too slow, his health has dropped to more than 20 points, and the physical performance is sluggishness and sleepiness, if he stays in a low temperature environment for a long time, he will inevitably enter a state of hibernation.
It is even possible to lose consciousness, and when you wake up, you find yourself lying on the ground with a blood-red mouth... The thought of that image gave him a chill.
Find a pedal tricycle, there are still two or three days before the food runs out, and there should be enough time.
As for where to look, I can only wander around and try my luck.
He came to Tang Xue's side and put a warm towel on her forehead.
She seemed to be in a half-asleep state, talking nonsense and couldn't hear what it was.
Kyungwon felt compelled to get her up and drink some water, so he helped her sit up and patted her on the back.
Her eyes narrowed into a slit, gasping for breath, and she seemed speechless.
Kyungwon put the glass of water to her lips, fed her a glass of water, ate a bowl of biscuits, and helped her lie down.
"I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back in about two hours."
Two hours is his hardy time, and after two hours he will have to come back to roast the fire, and by the way, he will see the situation of the sick number.
But just as he was about to leave, Tang Xue grabbed his hand and shook his head with great difficulty.
"If you're afraid of the dark, go to sleep, I'll put the brazier next to you, or do you want to go to the toilet now."
Hearing his words, Tang Xue didn't have any special reaction, looking at her like she didn't look like she was afraid that no one would take care of her, she should have felt that Jingyuan was so dark that it was still windy and snowy outside and she was going out, and the danger was too great.
In retrospect, she seems to be quite principled, although she is always clamoring to die, but from another point of view, maybe she doesn't want to be a burden to Kyungwon?
"I can walk around here with my eyes closed, I can cut down 109 zombies by myself, what are you afraid of?"
After saying that, Kyungwon pulled her hand away, stuffed it back into the quilt, and wrapped it tightly.
How could a sick person be able to catch him, he put the weapon on his back, pushed the door and left, I don't know that Tang Xue behind him, stretched out his hand towards his back, and hung down weakly.
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Two days passed, and on the first day, Jing Yuan went out several times, but to no avail, and it was not until the next day that he found a modified manpower three-wheeler in a parking shed.
Miwa installed a battery on the base, converted manpower into electricity, and the chain of the pedal completely failed.
He lit a fire in the carport and spent half a day putting the chain back together and reoiling the car.
It is quite suitable for pedaling, it was originally used to carry passengers, there is a small shed, which can allow Tang Xue to lie on it, and put the shed down, you can block most of the wind and snow.
Returning to 707 to check the condition of the patient, the situation was slightly better than before, but it only didn't look so uncomfortable, and she still couldn't say a few words.
Except for going to the toilet, she never left the sofa for two days.
Kyungwon boiled hot water one last time, filled the hot water bottle, and fed her something.
After a short rest, he tied Tang Xue into a barbecued pork with a futon, carried him downstairs, and tied it to the three-wheeled seat.
"You... Want... Sh... Why..."Tang Xue asked weakly.
"Go home and show you my big villa and food storehouse." Kyungwon sat on a triangular seat, stepped on the pedal, and rode three wheels forward in the wind.
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