Outside the room, the storm, the typhoon, the dark city, the prosperity of the past, the destructive power of nature, is extremely terrible.
In the room, Li Chenxi's condition worsened, the continuous high fever did not subside, and the people were also dizzy. All night, Shu Yao was around him.
Continuous ice compress, half-way fed medicine twice, but the high fever still did not subside, and the wound was also treated with medicine, but it was still ineffective for infection.
She was at a loss.
Zheng ER was very good and tried to accompany his father. However, he was still young and too sleepy. He just fell asleep.
Shu Yao takes her son to the small bed on one side to make him sleep more comfortably.
Li Chenxi also woke up for a while, but he didn't have much energy. He liked mischief and playing hooligans on weekdays. At this time, he also became very honest and lay there obediently. His weak handsome face was pale.
Shu Yao just hopes to get dawn soon, so that he may be able to contact the doctor and take him to the hospital.
There was not much medicine in the medicine box. There were few antipyretic tablets left. Li Chenxi took them almost three times.
There is not much medicine for dealing with trauma. It may be that people are not often injured at home. Naturally, we won't prepare more of these things.
Shu Yao finally had to wash his wound with alcohol to slow down the signs of infection, but his temperature was too high and his high fever didn't go away.
She hardly slept much all night.
At dawn, she hurried downstairs to cook some porridge, brought it up to feed him a few drinks, and then contacted him with her mobile phone.
As soon as the phone is dialed, she rings. She can't speak. Let's send a wechat instead!
But the message kept sending failed.
She was a little stunned. How did she get it?
Turn on the TV. All the news above is about all kinds of situations caused by typhoon and rainstorm in city a, including the heavy rain washed back the river embankment next to Fuan mountain, resulting in river flooding, and the nearby roads were blocked for emergency repair.
Shu Yucai remembered that it may be the typhoon and rainstorm that led to no signal near here, so for a while, it is estimated that the phone can't contact the outside.
This time, the super typhoon "Anya" hit City a. the maximum wind speed is more than force 16. A century old tree can be easily rolled up by roots. We can imagine the weather conditions in recent days.
After watching the news broadcast on TV, Shu Yao hurried upstairs.
Li Chenxi is still sleeping. His high fever makes him very depressed. He looks haggard and bad.
She took his temperature. It's as high as 39.9 degrees. If it burns down, it won't work!
If you go out in the rain now, even if you can barely walk smoothly to the urban area, I'm afraid it's difficult to find a drugstore. Moreover, the roads nearby are closed, and she can't speak. How can she explain the specific situation to others?
It's hard for Shu Yao to sit and stand anxiously. What should I do?
Looking at the man lying in bed, she has only one idea. She must not let him have an accident!
Absolutely not!
In a hurry, she seemed to think of a way that might help him reduce his fever.
But before implementation, she needs to take good care of Zheng er.
Feed the child, then put up the fence next to the small bed to make sure that the child can't turn over the small bed and won't fall. Then kiss his son's little face and let him play alone first.
She went to the bathroom.
Turn on the tap and put cold water in the bathtub.
Not a drop of hot water.
It's all cold water.
Then she stood by the bathtub and gradually withdrew her clothes.
Took a deep breath before stepping into the bathtub.
The cold water pierced through her skin. She shivered, but she held on, gritting her teeth and drilling into the cold pool.
He soaked his whole body cold, dried it again, ran back to the room quickly, got into his quilt, took off his pajamas, and alleviated the scalding on him with his own coolness.
Although this method is clumsy, it comes faster than ice compress.
After repeated this several times, Shu Yao soaked in cold water again and again, soaked the ice of his body like ice, and then held him tightly.
If a person is trapped on a snowy mountain, it is easy to freeze to death, but if it is two people, hold their bodies tightly together, warm each other, heat transfer, and slowly, they will support them to survive.
This is human common sense.
In the same way, if the temperature of one person is cold enough to absorb the heat of another person, it may also help reduce the fever.
She really can't think of any better way to treat him. It's the stupidest. She can only try it for the time being.
Shu Yao is worried that she will catch a cold and have a fever, so she must race against the clock and repeat it several times before she has a fever.
Throughout the day, she spent all her time on this except feeding the children several times.
Bathroom, bedroom.
Tossing back and forth.
The cold bathtub, changing the water again and again, is all cold water, the colder the better.
Then use his cold skin to melt the scorching heat on him.
She hoped he would be well. As long as he was safe, she didn't care.
Shu Yao quietly hugged his waist, and the scene when they first met many years ago appeared in her mind.
He is like an immortal boy who is far away from the secular downtown and remains independent and elegant. Even after many years, she can vaguely remember that afternoon, the forest and the man sitting on the treetop sketching.
This feeling began with her wishful thinking.
She never expected anything in return, or what love she could get from him. She knew that he was responsible for doing what he did now.
He is a good man.
No matter who you fall in love with, it's an honor for that person.
Shu Yao doesn't want to get that happiness. He just wants to accompany him and have children for him day after day.
Deeply love a person, it is estimated that there is only this little wish!
Shu Yao held him until she felt some heat on her body, then got out of bed and ran to the bathroom to continue soaking in cold water.
This has been repeated. I don't know how many times. Shu Yao just feels that her body is getting heavier and heavier. She is dizzy. She steps out of the bathtub. She just feels like stepping on cotton. She feels soft and her legs are weak.
He almost fell down. He finally held the wall to stabilize his body and supported him back to the bedroom. His clumsy body sat on the bed and finally took a breath.
After lying down, he hugged him and closed his eyes faintly.
I don't know how long it took. I just felt as if someone was calling her. The voice was far away, as if it came from another world.
"Shu Yao..."
So familiar, so clear.
Is that him?
Is he all right?
Shu Yao tries to break free from the bondage around her, but her soft body seems to be covered by countless seaweed. She sinks deeper and deeper, struggles, and struggles again.
But it still doesn't help.
She can't have anything to do or delay here. She has to take care of him and her son.
Shu Yao struggled hard, tried to escape and fought hard, but she seemed to be in a swamp. With her strength getting worse and worse, she couldn't get rid of it.
But she didn't know how long had passed by now. Li Chenxi had already awakened. Looking at the unconscious woman around her, her body was as hot as fire, but he remembered in a trance that she was melting her own heat like a piece of ice in his sleep.
Li Chenxi's fever has gone down.
ZHENG'ER cried on the small bed beside him and kept shouting "numb". He coaxed his son first, and then went to the bathroom to see a big jar of cold water, while the woman on the bed was still feverish. What did she do during her coma?