The little girl was really breathing, albeit faintly, but Jeon Hao did feel it. His surprise was not small, she was still alive after becoming like this, it was a miracle of life.

Quan Hao hurriedly pulled the bow of the canoe and ran to the shore. As you run, you think about what you can do. The little girl must have been severely dehydrated, and she had been exposed to the sun all the time at sea, and perhaps she had symptoms such as heat stroke and excessive hunger. When he got to the shore, he threw the boat down, and did not think that the little girl was dirty, so he picked her up and ran to the nearest coconut grove. Under the hug, Quan Hao was taken aback again. Her weight is so light, she doesn't even have thirty pounds, how did she survive?

The little girl, who was as light as nothing, was laid flat in the shade by him, and then he picked up a coconut and held it in his hand and hesitated. Dehydration: First aid knowledge requires injection of normal saline. Is it okay to replace this with this? What do you want to do with him? It's time for a dead horse to be a live horse doctor. Quan Hao, who made up his mind, opened a small mouth for the coconut, knelt down and pillowed the little girl's head on his knees, broke her stern peeling lips, and poured a small sip of coconut water into her. The little girl's swallowing was weak, but she could see her throat squirming. And I swallowed less than a third of the coconut water and couldn't swallow it anymore. Quan Hao is not too worried about this, the little girl must have not drunk and eaten for a long time, and the most important thing at the moment is to use a little liquid food to make her stomach move. If she drinks too much, Quan Hao should be restricted, and when she is too hungry, she should avoid overeating.

Placing her flat in the shade of the tree again, Quan Hao continued to walk into the sea. He had always been plagued by a set of mindsets, always thinking that it was a group of intruders, and now it seemed that it was probably a group of refugees floating on the sea. So it's less stressful. But he also knows that even if he is a refugee, he does not necessarily have to be in conflict with him. You have to wait and see.

This time he did not receive the ship. Half an hour later, Quan Hao ran back and poured coconut water on the little girl. This time she reacted better than the first time, and drank the rest of the coconut water. Quan Hao also had a piece of chocolate in his pocket, broke a small piece and put it in her mouth. The third time the little girl opened her eyes and stared at him for a moment. Her eyes were large, but they didn't shine, and she soon lost her ability and fell asleep again. However, being able to open her eyes is a good sign, indicating that her body is recovering. And this time she is not alone, there is an eleven or twelve-year-old boy by her side.

The situation of the little boy is much better than that of the little girl. He was still conscious when he was rescued, and he was able to hold and drink the coconut he was given. After drinking, I went to break the coconut shell. It seems that he knows how to eat coconut, but unfortunately he has been hungry for too long and has no strength in his hands, so he can't break it at all. It was Quan Hao who helped him, and he ate the pulp. While the little boy was eating, Quan Hao asked him. But he said in confusion that he didn't understand, and he could only let out a hoarse roar when he opened his mouth. After a long time without water to drink, his vocal cords were no longer sound. Seeing that he was a little anxious, Quan Hao nodded in understanding, and told him with gestures and gestures that as long as he had something to drink, he would get better soon. And patted him on the shoulder to show that he didn't care. He finally understood where the strange sound that drew him into the sea came from.

When Jeon Hao and the little boy were comparing paintings with each other, there were boats on the sea again. This time it wasn't one or two, but six boats arrived on the shore almost on the front foot. There are two women and four men in total, all of whom are ragged teenagers. Unfortunately, one of the boys had died—literally. The other man and woman were also dying. Quan Hao endured the discomfort and pushed the dead boy and his canoe farther away, and the remaining three men and two women also drew gourds and carried them to the shade of the tree. This time there are a lot of people to take care of, and he is a little too busy. Or one coconut per person, and the three who are in better spirits can eat and drink by themselves. The other two had to be fed again, and they were busy suddenly feeling that there was no one missing, and when they looked up, they saw that the little boy had staggered to the beach, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Quan Hao was a little unhappy, he also wanted the little boy to help him take care of a sick number, but he didn't expect him to run away. The coconut in his hand was taken by the other hand, and he looked back in amazement, and it turned out that the little girl had also woken up. She couldn't stand up and could only sit on her knees in silence, but she still insisted on crawling up to another terminally ill girl to help feed her. Seeing Quan Hao looking over, he reluctantly made a smile.

In all fairness, this smiling face was ugly, and it was even a little scary to appear on the little girl's skeletal face. But Quan Hao's heart was sour, this little guy is too strong and sensible! You must know that more than an hour ago, she was still weak and couldn't move.

With the help of the little girl, Quan Hao fed coconut water to two terminally ill patients. Whether they can persevere like little girls in the next depends on their own creation. He really couldn't tell what the little boy was doing, and gestured to a few sober children to tell them to rest first. He motioned to the little girl to let her look at the two patients, and alerted him if something was wrong. The little girl understood, and immediately nodded her head without stopping. It looks like it's been handed over to me.

The little boy was actually picking up shells, and he had already picked up four or five, and was desperately tearing the shellfish and stuffing them into his mouth. The muscles on his neck bulged. Quan Hao hurriedly stepped forward to stop it. Just kidding, his stomach was empty, and if he stuffed raw meat into it, it would be strange if there was no problem. Maybe they can kill people.

The little boy didn't know that Quan Hao was kind, and when he saw that he didn't allow him to eat, his face was full of doubts. There was so much to eat on the beach that he couldn't believe it. The boy couldn't remember the last time he had filled his stomach. I was about to eat a big meal but was stopped. Although this man saved him. But after starving, the little boy who knew how precious food was, still had a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Helplessly, Quan Hao had no choice but to start his hand. He also picked up a shell, pretended to put it in his mouth, and immediately frowned and covered his stomach, then grimaced and stuck out his tongue. It means that this thing cannot be eaten raw, because eating it raw will kill people. Wait for him to light a fire and cook the meat, and he will be fine.

The little boy didn't seem to understand. I finally didn't stuff it in my mouth, but a few shells still clung to it in my hand. Quan Hao could only quickly run back to the camp, brought two pieces of firewood over and lit a bonfire, and signaled that the little boy could only eat it when it was cooked. Only then did he understand that he was no longer hostile, and nodded busily.

After getting this head right, Quan Hao went back to the camp and carried a half-plastic bucket of water, and estimated that he had added some salt to it. He also took the bowl he ate and returned to the coconut grove. When the young men saw his bucket, they looked at him in disbelief. As if it was something terrible. They don't even look like modern people, and they probably haven't seen this kind of transparent container.

However, the faces of these people are typical of East Asian faces. The head shape of men and women also resembles the style of ancient China. Quan Hao also muttered in his heart: Could this be ancient times? Qin, Han, Sui, and Tang, or Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties? Which dynasty is going to be changed by the traverser against the sky? Is it time to go back and find the formula for glass? But why can't they understand my words, is it a dialect?

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