After running on the potholed mountains for several hours in a row, Jiang Shiyue couldn't bear it as an adult, let alone Yang Yang, who was only three years old?

Even if everyone scolded her for being selfish, she had to let the child rest for a while.

Waiting for Yangyang to fall asleep, Jiang Shiyue took off her shoes and socks.

Jiang Shiyue's body has always been a pampered master, and she has not suffered much, and she has been miserable in the past two days.

She put her shoes and socks aside, lifted her right foot and placed it on her left knee to look into the center of her foot.

She had walked so much in the past two days that she had not only blisters but also blood blisters on her feet.

There was no one around, and Jiang Shiyue didn't need to set up an independent female surname, looking at the miserable foot center and grinning silently.

The matches and candles had just run out and were casually placed by Jiang Shiyue on the side of the bed, and it was a little out of reach when she sat on the bench at this time.

As soon as Jiang Shiyue wanted to get up and get it, a big hand stretched out horizontally, taking the match one step ahead of her, and at the same time, a clear male voice sounded above her head: "I'll come?!" ”

The tent used for rescue and rest is a bit like a temporary dormitory, with a few simple bunk beds, regardless of gender, who is tired and who comes back to squint for a while, wake up and go.

All the people are desperately racing against time to save people, but people are not machines after all, they need to rest.

Chen Shanhe slept on the bed opposite Yangyang, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Shiyue grinning in pain. The heart was inexplicably pinched, soft and painful, and instantly sobered up, turned over and got out of bed.

Jiang Shiyue turned her head.

Chen Shanhe squatted in front of her with a match, staring at her feet, his eyebrows furrowed, "I know that if I let the child rest, I can do it!" ”

Jiang Shiyue was inexplicably a little aggrieved, and pouted nonsense, "Saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." In the first half of my life, I did too many wrong things, and I wanted to accumulate good deeds for myself. ”

Chen Shanhe smiled, "How old are you and the first half of your life?" ”

As he spoke, he lit the candle with swift movements, carefully roasted the tip of the needle, and carefully wiped it to test the temperature.

"Being young doesn't mean that I have little experience, maybe I'll live a lifetime longer than you!" Jiang Shiyue said half-truths and half-truths.

Chen Shanhe obviously didn't believe her, but he didn't say anything, just like Jiang Shiyue did to Yangyang just now, carefully picking out the bubbles in Jiang Shiyue's feet one by one, and squeezing out the liquid inside.

Jiang Shiyue originally closed her eyes with a heroic expression, but after a while, she didn't feel any pain, she only felt that the center of her foot was a little itchy by the thick cocoon of Chen Shanhe's palm, and she wanted to retract her foot.

"Don't move!" Chen Shanhe stopped softly, his hand was a little hard, and he held her bare feet.

Jiang Shiyue couldn't help but open her eyes.

happened to look into Chen Shanhe's pitiful gaze.

Jiang Shiyue was stunned and blinked, thinking that she had misunderstood.

Chen Shanhe didn't give her a second chance, lowered his head again, and said softly: "I have wronged you." ”

The dissatisfaction in Jiang Shiyue's heart just now because he didn't pity the fragrance and pity the jade's reprimand quickly dissipated.

This is Chen Shanhe, the world is full of joys and sorrows, and they all like the man who hides in their hearts.

A sentence of "grievance" is already the biggest concern he can express.

And the real pity is hidden in his gentle movements.

His bubble-picking action is very fast, the hand holding her foot is very steady, the hand that squeezes out the liquid is very light, and when he applies the medicine, he is even more afraid of hurting her, and he can't help but blow gently on the center of her foot.

The movements were as gentle as if she were the treasure of his palm.

Neither of them spoke again.

In the huge tent, an inexplicable feeling lingered between the two people.

is obviously a very daily scene, Jiang Shiyue knows, Chen Shanhe knows that something has become different at this moment.

**

Children recover about faster than adults.

As a well-known advertisement in my last life said, five minutes of charging is two hours of vitality.

Yang Yang slept for an hour and got up.

Jiang Shiyue put on his shoes and socks again, frowned and asked him, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Yang Yang shook his head, his gaze falling on the empty bed across the aisle.

Jiang Shiyue explained, "Your father went to save people. ”

Yang Yang withdrew his gaze.

Two hours is the longest time a rescuer can stay in a tent.

There are no rules, it is everyone who is conscious.

Jiang Shiyue carried Yangyang on her back to find the old Chinese medicine doctor and asked him to organize people to go to the nearby mountains to collect medicine.

They don't have herbs here, and the wild herbs are limited in quantity, and they are all ordinary herbs, and they can only be won by species.

The old Chinese medicine doctor called a few people who were familiar with the nearby mountain roads to follow Jiang Shiyue and Yangyang together.

Among them is the male doctor who said that Yang Yang.

Jiang Shiyue didn't let him go, "Your duty is to stay here to save the dead." It's a waste of resources for you to carry your child up the mountain. Besides, my child recognizes life and doesn't like to let strangers carry it. ”

Young Doctor: "......"

The word thank you circled around his lips twice before he came out.

Looking at Jiang Shiyue's back, he shook his head for a while.

This girl really holds a grudge.

If you say something good, you have to stab it.

It's nothing more than because he helped his colleague with a sentence of "no malice" before.

**

really went up the mountain, but Yangyang refused to let Jiang Shiyue carry it.

Jiang Shiyue frowned.

Yang Yang bowed his head and said three words.

"Numb tired."

Jiang Shiyue's heart suddenly warmed and she was speechless.

Fortunately, finding herbs doesn't require speed in the first place.

A group of people climbed mountain after mountain.

Yangyang never said a word, nor did he fall behind, holding Jiang Shiyue's hand and walking in front of the team.

When the sun went down, the view was blocked, and when everyone went down, almost everyone carried a lot of herbs.

Jiang Shiyue left a small handful of anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving herbs for herself, and handed over the rest to the old Chinese medicine doctor to distribute and save people.

On such a hot day, once the wound is not treated in time, it is particularly prone to infection.

So even if he was so distressed that he couldn't do it, he didn't persuade Yangyang to come back and rest.

It is one that can save one.

She carried Yang Yang to the bed and touched his face distressedly, "Our Yang Yang is awesome today!" You've worked hard, now take a good rest. ”

The nearby mountains have been searched by them, and Yangyang is the biggest hero.

Tomorrow, the rescue team from outside should be able to come in, and supplies and medicines may not be as scarce as they are now.

Jiang Shiyue, as before, picked out the blood blisters on the soles of Yangyang's feet, applied painkillers to him, gave him books, and went out to find food for him.

A large pot with porridge in the pot and several large dustpans next to it was placed. There are multigrain nests in the dustpan.

Jiang Shiyue lined up for a bowl of porridge, took a nest head, and went back to the tent to share food with Yangyang.

Frankly speaking, after eating white-flour steamed buns, it is really difficult to swallow this kind of nest head, but people will not be picky eaters after being hungry to the extreme.

As soon as the two of them started eating, Chen Shanhe opened the curtain and came in.

He was holding a white-flour steamed bun in his hand and an oil-paper bag in the other.

Jiang Shiyue smelled the smell of meat.

Chen Shanhe handed the white-flour steamed bun to Jiang Shiyue, opened the oiled paper and put it on the stool and pushed it to the bed.

On top is half a roast chicken.

"Where did it come from?" Jiang Shiyue wondered.

"Comrade-in-arms gave it." Chen Shanhe said a word.

Jiang Shiyue raised her eyebrows.

Chen Shanhe took the bowl in Jiang Shiyue's hand and the remaining half of the nest.

"Huh!" Jiang Shiyue subconsciously reached out to stop him.

Chen Shanhe ate where she had bitten.