Chapter 890: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Fifty-Three)

"Don't worry, look at you. You haven't slept all night. You just closed your eyes for less than an hour, and it started again." Da Bin sighed as he watched Feng Ling moisten his lips for Boss Li. : "You go to rest first, ask San Pang and others to replace you, there are so many of us, let's take turns guarding."

"It's okay, I can't sleep even if I lie down, the boss is so burned, who can sleep?"

That's true, although the others were not in this tent, when Da Bin went to the other side to pick up things last night, everyone really didn't sleep much, even if they lay down, they couldn't sleep well, and they were all worried about the situation of the boss .

We can't all stay in this tent because the boss occasionally has difficulty breathing due to high fever, and it will be even more uncomfortable if there are too many people, so the others can only wait next door and take turns to take care of them.

"Although the boss can't wake up, he can still drink water. I'll make some porridge and you can feed him some."

Feng Ling nodded.

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Li Nanheng spent the morning of the second day of high fever and coma in the process of cooking porridge with a group of people in a hurry. Feeding porridge is also a bit difficult, not as easy as feeding water, but fortunately Feng Ling is the most patient, even a small bowl of porridge It took a full two hours, and when it was cold, I took it to warm it up, and fed it slowly over and over again.

Until the evening, the doctor still hadn’t arrived, so they called the base to ask about the situation. The base was also very worried about the situation here, and said to check again, but the final result was that the dispatched doctor could not be contacted for the time being, and they were in contact with the doctor stationed in Mongolia. The members of the base in Dana also temporarily lost contact, and the other party had no signal.

At night, the base lobby sent them a message saying that an avalanche had occurred on the way the base members and doctors came, and all the cars on the road where the accident occurred had been trapped. Said, there is also the traffic environment rescue environment, continuous snowstorms, and the trapped people may not be able to be rescued after another 48 hours. The base needs to send people to support, but the snowstorm will greatly affect the speed and quality of helicopter rescue.

In other words, within two or three days, even if the people at the base care about this place, it will be difficult to fly over directly. In addition, the doctor is trapped on the road of the avalanche, and it is even more necessary to rescue them as soon as possible, because the doctor and them There are only a few cars, and there is no auxiliary gasoline, food, and various spare parts to keep out the cold. People's lives are at stake, and there are still several doctors in the car. It is reasonable to save them first, even if Boss Li is awake. , and will arrange for them to rescue the doctor as soon as possible.

The blizzard in Montana also affected the weather at Rogers Pass. Overcast and snowy, the temperature plummeted several degrees. It was so cold that everyone stayed in tents to keep warm.

that's all,

Li Nanheng survived for three days. His body temperature dropped to 39 degrees since yesterday, but it remained at 39 degrees and never dropped again. He was still unconscious.

On the afternoon of the third day, Feng Ling took care of her for three or two days in a row, but couldn't stand it anymore, and was forced to sleep next door by Da Hu and Da Bin. Feng Ling was indeed tired, and was forced to drink a cup of hot water. After the water and hot milk, I fell asleep on the bed. Although I had nightmares because I couldn't let go, at least I could rest for a few hours.

This sleep lasted until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and there was silence on the snow peak. When Feng Ling opened her eyes, she saw people lying on the beds next to her. Everyone was already asleep. She sat up and stretched out from the bed, gently He got out of bed lightly, without waking them up, and then went to the other side of the tent where only she and Li Nanheng lived.

When I entered the tent, I could vaguely smell the smell of liquor in the air, but in the past two days, in order to cool down the boss physically, I also used liquor to help him wipe his body and joints of his hands and legs. Feng Ling didn't care too much, and walked in I only saw San Pang sitting on the edge of the bed and watching, but his head lowered little by little, obviously sitting there and falling asleep.

She walked over, patted San Pang on the shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Where is Da Bin? Why are you alone?"

San Pang woke up suddenly, looked back at her, and then heaved a sigh of relief and said: "Ah, today he is on duty at night, patrolling outside, in case there are enemies lurking around, he has to go to the opposite side and near the river." It’s been a circle, it’s not long since I left, and it’s probably dawn when he comes back.”

Feng Ling glanced at Sanpang again: "Go to sleep next door, I've been fine since I slept in the afternoon, I'll watch over you, you go to sleep."

San Pang nodded. He was really sleepy, so he got up, stretched his waist, and walked out.

But before he reached the door of the tent, he suddenly heard Feng Ling's surprised voice: "Why is there such a strong smell of alcohol? Have you wiped alcohol on the boss again?"

Sanpang paused, turned around and said with a smile: "No, I just fed the boss a bottle of white wine."

Feng Ling's hand that was about to touch Li Nanheng's forehead froze for a moment, and he turned his eyes suddenly to look at San Pang: "What kind of wine are you feeding? Boss is so burnt that you feed him wine? Are you crazy?"

"Don't get excited!" Seeing Feng Ling's sullen expression at this moment, San Pang hurriedly explained: "Actually, I just experienced such a high fever a while ago, and I know exactly how uncomfortable the boss is now. I just took the temperature of the boss. However, it has dropped to 38 degrees 6. It is estimated that it is about to get better, but it is this kind of stage, and because of the high fever a few days ago, it caused a headache and I wanted to die. When I was in this state I really hope that someone can drink some wine for me, so that I can get through the day without feeling so drunk, but at that time I couldn't open my eyes and didn't have the energy to speak. I think the boss should be in the state I was at that time Same, I poured him a bottle of white wine, not much, just four or five taels..."

"Four five taels?!!!" If Feng Ling's eyes could kill someone, San Pang would be about to be pierced by a thousand arrows in an instant: "San Pang, you are murdering, do you know that? He has a fever!"

"It's really okay. A man is not so weak after a serious illness, and alcohol is like an anesthetic, which can relieve a lot of pain..."

"Get out!" Feng Ling said angrily.

Seeing that she was really angry, San Pang had no choice but to say no more, and wanted to explain something, but seeing Feng Ling's face was very ugly, so he had to wait for Da Bin to come back tomorrow morning, then turned around and left the tent.

Feng Ling sat down on the edge of the bed with a cold face, touched the man's forehead with his hand, then picked up the thermometer next to him, and saw that it was thirty-eight degrees six, he was relieved, but when he lowered his head, he could smell the man's forehead. With the smell of alcohol on her body, she secretly rolled her eyes at the neighbor.

Seeing San Pang smiling flatteringly towards her at the window of the tent next door, she stretched out her hand angrily and pulled down the curtain on the window of the tent to block all the sight on the other side!

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(Oh, the little lamb has entered the wolf's mouth by itself, let us swing our oars, the boat floats gently...)