Chapter 45: The medicine tastes a little bit sweet

When Huayi was a dead guest, he was in a tricky position. Whenever he saw something, he rarely got it.
Yinya likes treasures and beauties, but is greedy for money and lustful.
However, although he was greedy for money, he still couldn't keep things in his hand, because dispersing money was always faster than collecting money, even if it was something he didn't like, even if he hadn't got it in his hand for two days. I do n’t know who I gave it to.
Although he is lascivious, he is very "clean and self-conscious", knows the sensibility, but is not passionate, even if there is a need, it is just a dew marriage that you like, and he pays for it with one hand.
Huayi is like a bear of corn. I have to take it seriously, but I throw one at a time. Sometimes I am greedy to take all the good things in the world into my arms. But when I take a look, I always feel them They can't last long in their own hands, so they are like hot potato, and they must be scattered quickly.
That night, Huayi sat outside the cave for most of the night, and the icy cold wind made him sober that he could no longer wake up. He gently wiped his nine-inch knife with a piece of leather and sat in the snow. Thinking about it.
Huayi always felt that he shouldn't have such a big reaction. The young man's feelings were beginning to open, and the girls he knew were limited. Especially, Alan was so good to him when he was alive, even if ... it didn't really explain anything. Huayi even thinks that maybe Changan doesn't have any feelings for Alan.
But it was because she had just died in front of him and impressed him too much.
But Huayi was uncomfortable, and his stomach was heavy, as if blocked by something.
"What else do you want?" He asked himself in the snow and ice, "Do you want to dominate him for a lifetime, not let him marry a wife, or let him be close to others?"
Huayi closed his eyes, and the cold snowflakes fell on his eyelids. His fingers stroked the back of the nine-inch knife, and his fingertips became numb.
"Even if you can, how long can you stay with him? Two years? Three years? Five years? If he one day is sensible and likes others? People will always change ... what will you do then? Huayi thought about this, the hand holding the back of the knife suddenly tightened, and the blue tendons burst into violent bursts. Then, in a flash, it was the killing of the heart.
But this little sense of killing was soon blown away by the cold wind, and Huayi laughed at himself, thinking he was a bit unreasonable.
That was his good brother, who saved his life, was born and died with him several times, and his life was not as embarrassing as a jerk.
For a long time, Huayi moved his stiff arms and legs and turned silently back into the cave.
The next day, Huayi, who sat outside in the middle of the night, had nothing to do with rough skin and thick farts, but Changan was cold.
He was terribly cold. He coughed for a while, and after a while he started to burn. He touched his hands and he couldn't even open his eyes.
Changan was half asleep and awake. The surrounding sounds can only be heard. Although it is usually cold, but it is cold outside, it can be dissipated by a fire. This time, it is cold from the cracks in the bones. Jumping abruptly, he made him nauseous for a while.
He didn't even have the strength to start a hand, and could only die next to each other silently.
Someone seemed to pick him up in the haze, wrapped him tightly in a blanket, and hugged him with strong arms to keep him from moving. Chang'an was originally uncomfortable, and it was even more uncomfortable to be locked in a place firmly, so he frowned, but he heard someone softly whisper in his ear: "Be patient, don't move, just be patient. . "
That sound was so familiar, a bit like his master, and it seemed a bit like philosophy.
Memories of Zheyan are too far away. Chang'an sometimes feels that he has forgotten him a bit, but at this time he remembers the man very clearly.
Zheyan is always upset. Chang'an is very wrong about his experience-maybe because of his nature, maybe he was too young at that time. In short, he can never figure out what Zheyan is thinking, and always do n’t know where he is. The words offended him, so he slowly got used to the habit of not talking and asking.
But Zhe Yan would get up in the middle of the night to help him quilt. He became sick more often when he was a kid. Sometimes Changan felt that he was going to die, but after a while, he opened his eyes and found that he had not died, but he was always in Zhe Yanhuai. in.
And A-Yan, thinking of A-Yan, Chang'an moved hard again, and soon she was held down.
Ayan has taken care of him for a while, but what about her now? People on the entire continent are fleeing. There are burning forests and crumbling mountains everywhere. Can she run? Is anyone taking care of her?
Huayi waved his hand at Cazor and asked him to take someone out for him.
The tartars deep in the sea were taken to the shore, and Huayi and Solem talked about not letting people go to the sea for the time being, and only sent people to find out what had happened-if the sky cooled down like this, I'm afraid even The strong orcs couldn't leave the cave, they had to prepare in advance.
The healing herbs were gone, but there were some left to drive the cold. A Ye soon came over with a bowl of herbs, and touched Chang'an's forehead, showing anxiety.
Huayi took the herbs and whispered, "I take care of him. You can go your way."
A Ye sighed, "Boss, winter has never passed, and there is no herbal medicine. What can I do?"
Huayi raised her eyes and smiled at her, and said, "Don't panic, there are so many fish in the sea, and naturally there are things that can be used as medicine. I ask them to pay attention to you."
A Ye was still worried: "I grew up on the mainland. Even my teacher knew a little about the things in the sea. How can I use it casually?"
"It's okay, if you're not sure, then we will give you medicines in turn, and you have to be merciless. Don't have to be merciful too much, as long as the medicine will not die for a while."
Huayi said, gently blowing the herbal medicine on his hand, took a small sip and tried the temperature, which helped Changan to feed him carefully.
Changan swallowed unconsciously, and was not very resistant to the strong smell of herbs. When he was awake, he didn't ask for anything, and he was very honest when he was sick.
Aye sometimes suspected that his heart was made of stone, and could bear anything.
"You go, it doesn't bother you." Huayi didn't raise his eyelids, as if paying attention to Chang'an, but said indifferently. "When it's not the worst time, you won't be too late when you worry." "
Aye glanced at him, took another layer of animal skin blanket, covered it on Chang'an, and scattered Luda and Qingliang beside him, to take care of Luo Tong who had broken leg.
Chang'an seemed to be awake a little bit by the scent of herbal medicine, and opened his eyes staggeringly.
Huayi lowered his head and asked softly, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Chang'an frowned, and nodded slightly.
Huayi sighed, and had nothing to say, Changan didn't respond.
He seemed to be awake for a brief moment before passing out again. Huayi watched him for a while, stretched out his hand and put the towel in the cold water basin on his forehead, then he looked like he was trying something, lowered his head, and gently pecked on the bridge of Changan's nose.
Chang'an still didn't respond. Huayi became daring. He went down and kissed his chapped lips all the way. He tasted a bit of sweetness in the medicine taste and felt like he was holding a big baby.
But this baby is an individual, he can run, jump, and speak furiously, saying that he can really hold it by holding his back for him, and he doesn't see a little fear in thousands of maritimes. As soon as he remembered that the boy turned back in the chaos of fire in the mountains, Huayi liked his life calmly.
But he couldn't rest assured.
Probably only when Chang'an was dying and lying in his arms obediently, did Huayi feel that this person fell into his own hands.
So it made him happy and distressed again.
Chang'an was in a coma for a whole day, and in the evening he sweated and woke up.
He felt that the whole man was hollowed out by this sweat, and the whole body's heat was gone with the fever, and he felt more and more cold. A Ye gave him another bowl of herbs. This thing exhausted his appetite, but Chang'an knew that the herbs were precious and unwilling to waste a bit. After drinking three mouthfuls, he passed the bowl of herbs and let him give him After filling a bowl of fish soup, he drank the bowl of soup for himself, then wrapped it tightly and fell asleep.
Changan thinks that he is not ill, so he needs to be cured.
The next day, to explore the quiet people on the East China Sea, Huayi was still staying beside Chang'an, holding his eyes closed and keeping his eyes closed, but the mountain came over suddenly and said to him in a low voice: There was a group of people over there. "
Huayi opened his eyes.
"Twenty or more people are bird people."
Huayi frowned.
Chang'an was startled by the words of Shanxi and opened his eyes.
Huayi glanced around the cave, and he was sent out by a dozen people. At the moment, in addition to the injured, sick women and cubs in the cave, there are only twenty people available.
Chang'an got up, coughed a few times, took a bowl of water and drank, "Luda, get my knife."
Despite the harsh living environment, Luda has strengthened a lot, and will no longer be pushed down by his saber. When he heard the words, he ran over, and hurriedly held the sword with Changan's hands in the corner. .
Chang'an didn't reach out, just nodded aside and said, "Let it go."
Then he said to Huayi, "Go ahead, I'm guarding the cave."
Huayi hesitated, but Shanxi reached out and touched his forehead, fussing: "Where is this? Are you still sick, can you stand up?"
Chang'an smiled at him perfunctoryly. He didn't even stand up, as if he couldn't even open his eyes. The reddish eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he sat curled up in the corner, looking as if he was more than usual. Thinner.
"Okay, even if he can't stand up, he can't stand up to you," Huayi quickly made a decision, and said to Shanxi Road, "Call us, go!"
Then he turned around and held Chang'an's shoulders, wrapped the blanket around him, and said hardly, "Be careful, don't freeze me again. Did you hear me? You sick man!"
He said the last sentence fiercely, but Shanxi did not know why. He just heard a little intimate taste from it, but he was taken away by Huayi before he could think about it.
As soon as these people were gone, the cave was quiet immediately. Aye cooked everything else and came over in a hurry: "I will cook another bowl of medicine for you, cover me with a blanket, and don't leak air."
Chang'an closed her eyes and shook her head: "Don't cook, waste, I'm fine."
Aye said indifferently: "I'm awkward, I really don't see where you are."
Chang'an treats her like Alan. After hearing her words, she changed her voice gently and said, "Well, you're right, that's not all right-then don't take medicine, it's not worth it."
Aye wanted to say something more, but Chang'an suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes shot like electricity behind her.
Just listen to Luda: "Ouch, this scumbag is awake!"
The stunner was awake, but his eyes were still confused. When he saw strange surroundings and strangers, his first reaction was to be afraid, so a carp sat upright, and a "hissing" sound appeared in his throat, exposing His sharp teeth instinctively attacked, like a fierce beast rushed towards Aye, who was closest to him.
As soon as Chang'an raised his hand and pressed Aye's neck, the other hand picked up his saber and swept across with the back of the knife. He was sweeping into the Shank's lower leg. Already on top of his head.
This series of accidents happened suddenly, and the people around them immediately burst out and dispersed.
Aye stood up, stood against the wall, and watched the alien carefully.
After a while, the stunned eyes seemed to come clear, he raised his head, first looked at his Chang'an with a knife, and then made a circle around the people, and then slowly put his hair down, touching his forehead On the ground, made a weak gesture.