Chapter 483

The three are mo Jingxi, Xiao Jiang and the husband of a-jie.

Elder sister's husband went out early in the morning to dig for Cordyceps. Last night, he didn't sleep long. As for the other two people, one mo Jingxi didn't have to say, and the other was Xiao Jiang.

A look at Xiao Jiang is playing on the mobile phone last night until midnight, so, even if this point in fact did not wake up for long, she was sleepy to sleep.

Then, if you can't sleep for a while, the back of the chair will be boring, only turning over and over.

Yu se couldn't sleep. She was sleepy, because she didn't sleep much last night. She couldn't sleep if she wanted to.

But even if she was sleepy, she couldn't sleep.

This time she came out with a heavy responsibility, and she took her sister and her husband. No matter who had an accident in these two cars, they could not.

Seeing that she couldn't sleep, she pushed the door open and got out of the car.

"Miss Yu, what are you doing when you get out of the car?" When the door opened, there was a cold wind pouring in. It was much colder and windier than when they got off to take photos.

If you don't fasten your hat, you'll be blown away by the wind.

Yu se stood in the wind and snow, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "clear snow, walk one meter to calculate one meter, and one meter to move toward love."

"More than 100 kilometers. It's impossible." Mo San shakes his head after listening.

"I'm idle anyway. I'm free."

She went to the roadside, shook the snow on the vegetation, pulled out a small plant with small purple flowers, and pulled another one, which was the tool she was going to use to sweep the snow.

Metaphor began to sweep the snow.

When the others saw her sweeping the snow with injuries, she was not willing to let her do it alone.

"Doctor Yu, give it to us. Get in the car and take care of yourself." The wounded can clear the snow, and their healthy ones must not fall behind others.

Then, several people all learn the figurative appearance, folded the low bush, began to sweep the snow.

Although the tools are not hand-made and inconvenient to use, they are better than none.

One inch.

One meter.

Two meters.

There are many people, so even if there is altitude reaction, we still work together to sweep more than ten meters of snow.

The women are responsible for clearing the snow, and the men are responsible for driving.

It's really moving inch by inch.

However, Yu se only swept a few times and was asked to return to the car by sister Wang.

She's hurt.

It's too much to let her clear the snow when she is injured.

However, such a move, not a long hour.

On the contrary, it didn't take long for people to get tired of cars.

After all, in addition to the elder sister's husband and wife and metaphorical color, they are all highly opposite.

In the end, the direct command of metaphor is to stand by.

As a result, I don't know if I'm tired. The people who come back to the car sleep more than half.

Metaphor is still not sleepy, she looks at the snow outside in a daze.

She wants Mo Jingyao.

At this time, he should have seen the list of materials she sent him to send him.

Maybe he has already replied, but unfortunately, there is no signal in the mountain. She can't see his reply to her.

But it doesn't matter. She thinks she has seen it.

He sent someone to buy it today. It should be delivered tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

She knows Mo Jingyao's executive ability, and his efficiency is absolutely fast.

So, the material she wants is coming.

If only Mo Jingyao could come together.

With him to accompany her to take care of Mo Jingxi, then she will no longer have to be strong, nothing to worry about, just nest in his arms comfortable to enjoy.

But now she can't even contact Mo Jingyao.

"Mo San, if you go out with me next time, you must let Mo Jingyao give you and Mo Si a satellite phone for standby at any time." Otherwise, the feeling of being isolated from the world is really bad, very bad.

She thought she was going crazy.

It's cold in the car.

So, the warm air was turned on.

Just warm at the same time, the heart is more anxious.

If you want to be warm, you have to consume oil. If you want to keep oil, you have to endure the cold.

The world can't be perfect. It means they are at the moment.

It's cold and still in the car. I don't want to drink water, but I can't eat less.

Because if you don't eat, you don't have calories, and if you don't, you'll get colder.

The bread has been sent out, two people a bag, save to eat.

A package of metaphor and ink Jingxi.

Mo Jingxi has been sleeping for a long time.

She looked at the past with some worry. Mo Jing Xi's face was red.

That red, let her alert hand to touch the past, bad, some hot.

"Lou, get the thermometer." The metaphor cried out in a hurry."Who Who has a fever? " Xiao Lu took a look at Yu Se and then at Mo Jingxi. Neither of the two masters could have a fever, especially Yu se, which is now her backbone. If yu se had anything else to do, she would be absolutely flustered.

Because, already flustered.

It is impossible to stay in such a place without any door or panic.

Yu se pointed the electronic thermometer at Mo Jingxi, and then frowned. "It's Jingxi who has a fever. Take the antipyretic quickly." In fact, when she just saw Mo Jingxi, she knew that Mo Jingxi had a fever, but she was still lucky enough to hope that she was wrong.

One try, 38 degrees five.

If you burn it down, you'll get pneumonia.

After all, it's not in a hotel. You can't even lie down. You can only lean on the back of a chair.

She regretted that she shouldn't take everyone out to dig Cordyceps. Everyone listened to her. She brought us here.

The more you think about it, the more you blame yourself.

Xiao Lu hands the medicine to Yu se, but Mo Jing Xi is still awake.

Yu se knows that one's hand is not powerful.

Therefore, it is mo Jingxi's own sleep, which is not the reason for her palm.

After feeding the medicine, Yu se looks at Mo Jing Xi.

She can't sleep, mobile phone without network can't brush, hand fell on the head of Mo Jing Xi, gently massage.

There are people in the car, she can't speak, so she can only quietly hypnotize her with action.

How many memories can you hypnotize? How many memories can you hypnotize? Just wait for the little section of Liao Fei and Luo Wanyi's partnership bullying her to be sealed in the memory, and it's done.

If you have something to do, time will pass faster.

Then, perhaps because of her hypnosis, Mo Jingxi has entered a deep sleep, and his fever has finally come down, and let Yu se put some snacks.

But the rest of the people in the car, they all wake up.

But also is boring, you look at me, I look at you, time every second in the suffering.

The whole day went by. It was dark, but the snow was still falling.

The lower, the bigger.

It's like the end of the world.

Because the oil in the tank is less and less because of the warm air.

Now, even if the rescuers come and the car can drive, the oil in the tank is not enough to support the drive to Qingda.