After Mu Qiang walked away.

The more Mu Ningyi felt that something was wrong with her, and she had a premonition in her heart: Is this a precursor to an imminent cold?

The body is getting hotter and hotter.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

**

Mu Qiang picked some wild fruits and came back.

As soon as I came back, I saw that the young master was already asleep, and the clothes on his body were basically dry.

How did you notice something was wrong with him?

His face was flushed, and he casually poked his hand into his forehead.

"Wow ......"

"Young Master, it can't be a fever, right?"

"What should I do?"

Mu Qiang took out Mu Ningyi's compression bag, found a bowl, and poured some water into the bowl.

Then he took a few sticks and built a shelf, put them on the fire, and put the bowl of water on top of it and boiled it.

Some small twigs were added underneath to make it burn faster.

The water boiled quickly.

It's just that the bowl is very hot at this time, and I don't know how to take it off.

Mu Qiang tried his best.

Later, I thought of crossing myself and the young master's sword.

Lift it from the bottom of the bowl and slowly prop it up and carefully lower it on the floor.

There is no way to do it, so you can only wait for the water temperature to drop before you can drink it.

Then he tore off a large piece of the corner of his clothes, put it next to the bowl just now, and shook it with his sword, and the water overflowed, and the cloth was soaked.

Mu Qiang endured the very high temperature cloth, squeezed the water dry, and put him on Mu Ningyi's forehead.

Then he tore off a large piece and placed it next to the bowl, and shook the sword again, and then the water overflowed again, and the cloth was soaked.

Then continue to squeeze it dry and put it on Mu Ningyi's forehead.

This goes on three times......

Mu Qiang reached out with his hand again.

Mu Ningyi's body temperature finally subsided, and she slowly woke up.

Mu Qiang brought him some of the remaining warm boiled water to drink.

Concerned about asking:

"How is it, is Ah Yi better?"

Mu Ningyi said with a bloodless face:

"Ha Ball...... Ha ball!"

"I felt a little chilly, headache, and weakness. ”

Mu Qiang worriedly said, "It would be nice if there was Langzhong." ”

"Ah Yi, it's no better outside here than at home! ”

"You take a rest here, I'll find a way to make some porridge for you to drink. ”

Mu Ningyi nodded sleepily.

Mu Qiang found some rice in the compressed bag and grabbed a handful.

Then he took out the largest bowl and burned it on top of the wooden shelf.

Soon the water was boiling.

Fortunately, there is too much water in the wood, and the fire is strong, so I am afraid that the rice water will overflow.

“............”

The time of the two pillars of incense has passed, and the porridge is almost boiled.

After a while,

Mu Qiang filled some with a spoon and put it in a small bowl to let it cool quickly.

He walked over again and probed Mu Ningyi's forehead.

"Yes, the temperature is normal. ”

Mu Ningyi opened her eyes and smiled and said:

"What time is it?"

Mu Qiang touched the temperature of the small bowl and said:

"It's midnight."

"The porridge is ready to drink, you can eat some. ”

"There is nothing to eat on the road, just a little pickled vegetables that you brought out, so you can make do with it!"

"Okay, bring me half a bowl of porridge. ”

Mu Ningyi's appetite is now open, and she devoured the porridge.

After eating, Mu Qiang filled another bowl.

Then, in less than a pillar of incense, Mu Qiang brought Lingye pears to him to eat.

Mu Ningyi frowned and said:

"Can I eat this now?"

Mu Qiang smiled.

"Pears are rich in vitamins, amino acids, proteins, etc., and have high nutritional value. Yali pear has the effect of clearing heat, lowering blood pressure, lowering fire and moistening the lungs. ”