Wen Xian's burn directly burned and fell unconscious, which frightened a group of people into a hurry, so busy with work.

She was unconscious, and she didn't move at all. Even the boiled medicine was poured little by little with the cooperation of Fang Jia and Zheng Rou.

"What should I do, Madame's face is so hot." Zheng Rou was very panicked, and the lady, who had always been extremely powerful, actually fell.

Fang Jiaren was also panicked, but she had to hold it steady, she pretended to be calm and said: "First take a handkerchief and wipe Madame's body and forehead, and when the medicine comes up, the burn will naturally go away." ”

The decoction is made with three sticks of powder made by Wen Xian, which is convenient and fast, and does not need to be boiled.

They are the only ones living on the island, and they can't find a doctor, no, Wen Xian is a doctor, but she is unconscious. Therefore, all they can do is feed the medicine, wipe their bodies, and wait.

And Wen Xian at this moment is not comfortable, even if she is unconscious, she still instinctively feels the pain in her body.

In a trance, she felt like she was back in her previous life. Standing on the roof of her neighborhood and looking down, she could see her parents happily watching TV on the sofa.

Seeing this scene, she was immediately aggrieved.

I traveled to this place where birds don't poop and fought for survival in fear. Mom and Dad are like they don't have her as a daughter, what should they do, they don't see the slightest sadness.

Hasn't the news of her death come back yet? Or was she actually picking it up?

No, she had to ask her parents if she was biological. Anyway, she's gone, and they're still indifferent.

Of course, she also talked about it. In her heart, she actually felt that it was better to forget, so that she would not have to live in pain.

She seemed to forget that she was on the roof of the building opposite, took a step forward, and fell directly into the air.

The feeling of weightlessness came, and Wen Xian kicked her leg violently and woke up.

She stared blankly at the dark top of the cave, and it took a while for her to recover. She didn't come home, and she was still on a desert island where birds don't.

At this moment, all the grievances came to my heart. It would be nice if she didn't wake up, and if she couldn't wake up, she would be able to stay there.

But she thought of the weightlessness of her fall from the roof, and felt that it was better not to stay there. Otherwise, even if she was lucky enough not to be poisoned, she would fall downstairs and become a mess of mud.

Although I don't know why I crossed after death, fate has its own certainty in the dark.

"Madame is awake!" Fang Jiaren held a bowl of soup and medicine in his hand and walked steadily.

She put the bamboo bowl aside first, turned around and helped Wen Xian up and said, "How does Madam feel, but what else is uncomfortable?" ”

After asking this, she herself felt funny, the wind was cold and feverish, where was there anything to feel good.

Look, even a powerful person like Madame is as fragile as a porcelain doll right now, as if it will shatter at the touch of it.

Seeing Wen Xian's haggard face and moist eyes, Fang Jiaren felt for a moment that it was better for Wen Xian to stay in the exile as originally planned.

At least, in the penal colony, her father and brother would soon come and get her back. If you want to find it like this, you have to look for a needle in a haystack.

Wen Xian stretched her hands and sat up, opening her mouth but unable to say anything. He only shook his head, indicating that there was nothing uncomfortable, except for weakness and a sore throat.

Seeing this, Fang Jiaren hurriedly handed over the bamboo bowl: "Madame drink the medicine first, and the fever will get better soon." ”

Wen Xian nodded, and drank the three soups in the bowl in one go.

She handed the empty bamboo bowl to Fang Jiaren and said in a hoarse voice: "What time is it now, how is the charcoal burning, is there an accident?" ”

This time there was a lot of charcoal, and it was a little wet, and it was much more difficult than the first time, and she was really worried that she would fail.

However, her worries seemed somewhat unnecessary.

Fang Jiaren said proudly: "Madam, don't worry, the charcoal has been burned and taken back." ”

She pointed to the few rattan baskets filled with charcoal piled up in the corner and continued, "It's all there, we tried, only a little smoke, negligible. ”

For the sake of this cellar of charcoal, and in order to always pay attention to Wen Xian's situation, most of them stayed up late.

Still with the fear in his heart, he ran to the entrance of the cave in the middle of the night to collect charcoal.

Fortunately, the results were good, and the charcoal did not disappoint them.

Wen Xian was immediately stunned and couldn't help asking, "How long have I been in a coma?" What time is it? ”

Even the charcoal was burned, so I must have been unconscious for at least one night.

Fang Jiaren casually put two pieces of charcoal in the fire at his feet, and then replied: "Madame has been in a coma for two nights, and this is the beginning of the hour. The other sisters were out and about, and I looked after my wife. ”

Jiang Jingwan is a pregnant woman, so it is difficult to take care of Wen Xian at close range, so as not to be infected with wind and cold and affect the fetus. Zhou Hui's feet were already well, and he was busy picking up brown skin to make clothes.

She can cook, know how to eat medicinal food, take care of patients and prepare meals by the way. So, the job naturally fell to her.

"Two nights?" Wen Xian's hoarse voice sounded again, and then she hurriedly touched her forehead, and then put her right hand on her left hand to check her pulse.

She didn't expect that she had a burn for almost two days and two nights, no wonder she had time to "go" to her previous life.

After checking the pulse, she was completely relieved. Fortunately, it didn't burn, and it was fine after drinking the medicine a few more times.

Otherwise, if it continues to burn, everyone will have to burn stupidly.

"I'll go out and have a look." Wen Xian lifted the leather coat and grass quilt on her body and was about to get up.

Fang Jiaren hurriedly stopped the person: "Don't, Madame is still lying down, don't catch a cold again." Madame can do whatever she wants, just tell me. ”

She suddenly thought of something, patted her forehead and said, "Oh, yes, Madame, you're hungry, I'll bring you taro paste." ”

They didn't have rice and couldn't make porridge, so they had to use taro paste instead.

Not to mention, the taro paste is like boiled porridge, and it is about to catch up with the white porridge.

"Hey, wait a minute." Wen Xian held back for a while before she said, "I want to go to the thatched house." ”

After drinking so many medicines every day, she was already panicking.

I don't know how they dealt with her when she was unconscious, she shook her head, saying she didn't want to think about it.

It's okay to be unconscious, but you can't let people help you when you're awake.

Fang Jiaren was slightly embarrassed, and then hurriedly helped Wen Xian put on the leather coat and helped her go out.

Although Wen Xian said that she could go, she didn't need help, and she couldn't convince Fang Jiaren.

Wen Xian had no choice but to give up and go to the thatched house to solve the major events in her life, and then she walked out a little easily.

Even though everyone was busy, when they saw her come out, they still stepped forward to express their concern.

Wen Xian's heart was warm, and she responded kindly one by one. After that, I sat next to the burning cellar with the taro mush, emptied my brain, and fed it to my mouth little by little.

However, as she ate, she discovered the problem.

She held the bowl and turned her head to Fang Jiaren who was following her and asked suspiciously, "What about the second, Xiao Qi and Xiao Shi?" ”