Chapter 889: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Fifty-Two)

"Only half of my body was submerged under the water, and I felt as if I could freeze in an instant. The cold kept coming from the inside, and I couldn't move." San Pang looked at the bedside After quickly changing into dry clothes, Li Nanheng, who fell into a coma due to a severe high fever, felt very empathetic and sighed: "Boss can persist here for so long, it is simply inhuman!"

"Get out, when are you still talking sarcasticly?" Da Bin scolded him.

"I'm not being sarcastic, I'm just saying that I understand how uncomfortable the boss is now, this kind of cold water, and this sudden high fever, it was my fate at the time, otherwise I'm afraid it would be very difficult to survive " San Pang frowned: "Boss, the fever has reached 40 degrees in an instant, which is worse than mine at that time!"

In fact, what San Fatty said is correct. No matter how good Li Nanheng's physical fitness is, it is indeed not easy to get out safely in this kind of cold water beyond the acceptable range of ordinary people, coupled with desperate fighting. Even Li Nanheng , In the end, he still couldn't resist this kind of physical limit, and finally fell down.

But the current situation is that even though they have prepared enough medicines to keep out the cold, and poured cold medicine and antipyretics into him, his body temperature still hasn't dropped for more than an hour, and instead of dropping, it rises again. It was a few tenths of a degree.

It's really not good to burn like this, and at the same time it assists in physical cooling.

But fortunately, after experiencing what happened to San Fatty a while ago, everyone is very familiar with the matter of physical cooling, and they cooperate very well and the speed is also very fast.

Because they were the ones who took care of San Fat at that time, they changed Li Nanheng's clothes, dried his body quickly, and did not ask Feng Ling to intervene in other matters.

Seeing that the boss is being taken care of by them, Feng Ling still trusts them even if he can't put it down in his heart. He just finished dealing with those people, so everyone can't gather in the tent, so Feng Ling goes out directly. In a bad situation, use the only mobile phone that can temporarily contact the base to report the situation to the base hall, including calling Dahu to go down with her to count all the corpses down the mountain and the corpses on the opposite mountain, and then report one by one.

Until it was completely dark, Feng Ling Dahu returned to their camp, and just as he walked back, he saw that they were already busy getting something for dinner. Everything was calm inside and outside, except for Li Nanheng who was lying in the tent .

"How is it? Has the boss's fever subsided?" Da Hu walked over quickly and asked.

One of the members who was squatting on the ground and busy building a fire shook his head.

Da Hu frowned: "What can I do, boss, don't be too strong." Then, he turned to look at Feng Ling: "Feng Ling, you contact the doctor at the base..."

I haven't finished talking yet.

I saw that Feng Ling had already entered the tent directly.

Everyone else has already gone out, only San Pang and Da Bin are still guarding inside. San Pang sits at a table not far away, scratching his head in irritability and worry all the time. Da Bin reaches out to check Li Nanheng's body temperature from time to time, but He kept frowning.

Seeing Feng Ling came back, San Pang got up and said, "Have you greeted the infirmary at the base?"

"As I said, they have already contacted the doctors in Montana to rush over, but today the whole city of Montana was blizzarded, and the plane could not take off. It is estimated that they will have to wait until dawn or even longer when they rush over in the snow. "Feng Ling said in a low voice: "We can only find a way to stabilize the boss's body temperature first."

"San Pang had a high fever for three days in a row, but at that time he had a fever of 39 degrees, and now the boss is 40 degrees. If it rises higher, he will not be able to bear it at all." Da Bin frowned: "And I see that although the boss is in a coma, he has not completely fallen asleep. He must be very uncomfortable. The cold in his body is piercing his bones, but his body temperature has been burning like this. If this continues, the extreme cold and heat here will not be able to bear Got it."

"But since the doctor can't come in time for the time being, we can only cool him down by ourselves." Dabin said again: "I just called Dr. Wen, and Dr. Wen told me some effective ways to reduce fever. Then give it a try."

...

The next day, early in the morning.

Feng Ling, who had been guarding the bed all night, suddenly heard something. When he opened his eyes, he saw Li Nanheng, who was lying on the bed, fall to the ground, and the glass of water on the bedside table also fell on the ground. on the ground.

In an instant, he realized that the boss had woken up just now, but he probably needed to drink water. Feng Ling immediately got up to help him up, and Da Bin, who was still in the tent, also hurried over to help.

"Boss, how are you?" Feng Ling asked, but the man didn't respond.

After helping him back to the bed and continuing to lie down, he could only see Li Nanheng frowning uncomfortably. His face was pale and his lips were dry due to the high fever that had not subsided all night. He probably just woke up from thirst. It's just such an instinctive awareness, but it can't last long at all.

Feng Ling hurriedly turned around and poured another cup of warm water over, took a straw and put it in it, and handed it to his mouth. Sure enough, human instinct still made Li Nanheng feel the presence of the straw and water when he was frowning in discomfort. He would instinctively drink a few sips, but his strength was only after a few sips and then stopped moving.

Feng Ling got up and took a spoon, and then slowly fed it to his mouth spoon by spoon, until most of the glass of water had been fed in. Zai Dabin took a look at the thermometer, then shook his head at Feng Ling .

"I didn't quit for a while." Da Bin said, "I'll call the doctor again."

"It was already notified yesterday that the doctors didn't dare to delay the order issued by the base hall. If they could come here immediately, they wouldn't delay so long." Feng Ling picked up a cotton swab and dipped it in water little by little. He went to moisten Li Nanheng's pale and dry lips in an instant.

Such a high fever will cause the water in the body to lose quickly. I have been fed water several times throughout the night, but now I just moisten his lips, and I can feel that because of his high fever, the water is on his body. The mouth only exists for a while, and then it will dry again immediately. It must be moistened like this all the time, otherwise it will easily dry out and bleed.

"What I'm most worried about now is that in case the doctor can't arrive in time, just relying on the level of us..."

Feng Ling continued to do what he was doing, with the same worry in his heart, but his mouth was calm to calm his heart: "Didn't San Fatty also survive last time? He also burned for three days. I can’t go on anymore, but after five days, I’m still alive and kicking? Boss’s physical fitness is many times better than San Pang’s, so don’t worry.”