Chapter 544

This is not the mother river of Jiaqing at all.

This is only the trunk road diverted out, and it is the kind that is idle.

The bottles I threw out may have been lying in a small ditch or deeper in the mountain forest.

It's hard to see my distress signal.

"What are you waiting for? Isn't it shit? Do you want to cheat! " Gaoshan began to curse again.

In order not to let him discover my original purpose, I quickly restrained my look and muttered, "I have to find a suitable grass."

"There are quite a lot of rules," Gaoshan sneered. "Also, it's so white. If you don't cover it well, isn't it reflective?"

Such vulgar words come out of gaoshankou as if they were as natural as eating and sleeping.

It's hard to imagine that a proud and precious woman like Su Jingbai would be with a vulgar man like Gao Shan.

I'm afraid it's just Gaoshan's own wishful thinking?

Thinking, I found a grass nearby enough to cover myself. I really took off my pants so that the mountain wouldn't see the flaw.

After a while, he took out the last piece of bloody cloth left today from his arms and hung it in the depths of the grass.

Although I know this is an abandoned and idle riverside hut, what if?

If someone comes to play and can see the cloth, it may be associated with a deeper place. Call the police or something.

The chance to ask for help is right in front of me. I can't give up one.

After all this, I slowly stood up and looked at the smoking mountain next to me, "I'm fine."

Gao Shan turned to look at me and threw his cigarette butts into the fast flowing river.

The scarlet spot sank into the water and disappeared quickly. It didn't even roll up a spray.

"It's really troublesome. Don't find me something to do when you go back to the house. Sleep with you." The mountain is dissatisfied.

I nodded, "shall we start early tomorrow morning?"

The mountain glanced at me. "What do you think?"

It should be early in the morning.

And it's probably before dawn.

It's easier to take the person on the missing list to leave because there are few road inspections during this period.

Of course, if they choose to take the mountain road, it's like I didn't say.

I looked around again and stretched to see where there was a way out.

Although the light was dim at night, with the faint moonlight, I really saw a relatively new mud road in the West.

There are wheel marks on it. Combined with the yellow mud on the wheels of the van in Gaoshan, we come from this direction.

Elsewhere, I didn't see any roads.

If we're leaving tomorrow, should we also leave from this place?

You have to find a way to leave a mark.

After I was shut back to my room by Gaoshan, I began to think carefully.

The last way is to think of it, just a little

Anyway, at present, I can't think of any other way besides this one.

After I made up my mind, I sat up from the bed, turned over and knelt on the wooden bed, and ate the mud on the wall a little.

I don't know how many layers of newspapers have been pasted on the wall. It tastes like fine pieces of paper, with straw and vines used to strengthen it. The taste is really unspeakable.

I almost threw up several times.

Finally, he eased up and then put it in his mouth.

After eating two palm sized mud walls, I lifted my coat and stood in front of the window to blow the wind.

It's already December. It's already very cold. In addition, it's a night by the river, and the temperature is several degrees lower than that in other places.

I've only been blowing for a while and I've already started sneezing.

In order not to make the mountains outside alert and feel that I am about to sneeze, I quickly put a finger in my nostril so that I can't sneeze.

It was estimated that after the night wind blew for more than an hour, I lay back in bed. I still didn't wear clothes and didn't cover the quilt. I lay straight on the wooden bed, hard resistance!

The consequence of wasting my body in this way is that before dawn the next day, my whole person has been burning hot.

Not only that, the soil in my stomach also began to turn over rivers and seas, constantly surging up, making me want to vomit.

At this time, Su Jingbai came in and urged me to start.

Seeing me like this, he frowned and touched my forehead. He was shocked, "why do you have a fever? It's still so hot!"

"The wound must be inflamed." I said faintly.

That's true.

After many people are shot, the wound becomes inflamed, which will lead to the self-protection function of the whole body.

Fever is one kind of protection.

High fever can kill the virus.

Of course, I may also be killed by high fever.

"I... I want to vomit..." I turned pale. After saying this, I rushed directly to the window, put my head out and vomited.

The spitting soil was washed away along the river in an instant, but the smell spread in the room.

Su Jingbai covered her nose with disgust. "When did you become so delicate?"

I hung weakly on the edge of the window and looked at Su Jingbai. "Try to get shot and see if you can be stronger than me."

"What's the matter, Jingbai?" Gaoshan heard the movement in the house, so he came in and asked.

Su Jingbai sideways let him in. "She has a high fever and is still vomiting."

"I can't. take me to the hospital, or I'm afraid I'll die here. I don't want to die yet. I want to live." I pleaded.

Gaoshan refused without thinking, "no, we'll be arrested if we go to the hospital. Don't dream."

I asked, "can you buy me some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs? And stop vomiting. I really don't want to die. "

Afraid that Gaoshan wouldn't agree, I continued, "I won't go, you buy it, so no one will find me, OK?"

As soon as the voice fell, my stomach began to surge up again. I grabbed the window and began to vomit again.

Gaoshan, this is what I saw with my own eyes.

After a moment of silence, he said, "it's really troublesome. When I drive and see a drugstore on the side of the road, I'll buy it for you."

I knew Su Jingbai would not let me die now if she wanted to exchange me for the whole Huo family.

Although the move was very steep, I bet right.

Thinking, my heart was too late to be happy, and began a new round of vomiting.

The soil that had been eaten had been brewing in the stomach all night. In addition to its own taste, it was also mixed with gastric juice, and the whole esophagus was ablaze with corrosion.

I was out of control and shed tears. I looked like I was dying.