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Li Yuan: "The firewood in this tree hole has saved us a lot of time. On the way back later, we will drag back some larger firewood, which will be enough to burn until tomorrow morning."

Carrying the firewood, Li Yuan took the briquettes and planned to transport the firewood back to the shelter first.

It was raining continuously, looking at the weather today, there was no intention of stopping at all.

Carrying the firewood, although his body was a little weak, the wind could not blow directly on his back, which made Li Yuan feel much warmer than before.

On the way back, Li Yuan pulled a few logs that were less wet. After more than two hours, he finally returned to the shelter again.

By this time, the time was already 01:30 in the afternoon.

Li Yuan put the firewood on the open space beside the shelter, and baked it all night. Although the land under the shelter was a bit damp, there was no trace of water.

There were only four or five pieces of firewood left to build the hill when Li Yuan returned. If Li Yuan came back half an hour late, there might not be any left of these firewood.

However, Li Yuan, who had exhausted a lot of physical strength, really didn't have the strength to work at this moment. He slumped on the small bed, his face flushed, and he was panting heavily.

On the way back, a lot of cold sweat broke out on Li Yuan's forehead due to too much physical exertion, but he couldn't see clearly because of the rain.

Now that they finally had time to sit down and rest for a while, everyone realized that something was wrong with Li Yuan's expression.

Studio.

"Finally back to the shelter."

"It's really not easy to survive in the primitive mountain forest... It's really hard to get some firewood."

"Young man of the Li family is very lucky. If he hadn't found the big tree hole, he would have to stay outside for at least two hours before he could come back."

"Why do I feel that the anchor's expression is a bit strange?"

"Hey, really, why is the host's face so red?"

"Is the young man of the Li family not feeling well? His face doesn't look right!"

After everyone said it, everyone's attention was on Li Yuan's face.

Looking at Li Yuan's abnormally flushed cheeks and the cold sweat on his forehead, someone finally noticed something was wrong.

"The host has a fever, right?!"

"Young Master Li's face is so ugly..."

"Didn't the anchor say it was cold just before he left, and now it's raining again, so he must be sicker!"

"Hot inside and cold outside, his hands and feet are weak, and his face is flushed. The young man of the Li family has a high fever caused by wind and cold. In addition, the residual poison has not been cleaned up before, and the outbreak is serious. In this situation, you must take medicine to reduce the fever!"

"Is it so serious?! Is the host okay?"

"It sounds scary... Can the anchor do it? If it doesn't work, let's quit. Safety is the most important thing!"

At this time, Li Yuan was indeed feeling a little uncomfortable.

The headache was severe, and the body was weak. On the way back, even the footsteps were a little sloppy.

At this moment, Li Yuan can only be thankful that he usually exercises more, so he can still persist until he returns to the shelter under such circumstances.

If it was someone else, I am afraid that the body would have been unable to bear it and passed out.

After a while, the flush on Li Yuan's face subsided a little, but his complexion and condition still looked very bad.

Li Yuan: "It was better when I just woke up. This meeting is indeed a little uncomfortable. I feel cold all over. I think it must have started to have a fever again."

Without a thermometer at hand, Li Yao didn't know what his body temperature was at the moment.

However, Li Yuan was quite clear about his own body, this feeling of burning to the point of dizziness... was comparable to when he had chickenpox.

and so……

I don't think the body temperature will be low.

It's just that in the current situation, it doesn't matter how high the body temperature is to Li Yuan. After all, even if he knows, he can't take medicine and injections at this time.

Li Yuan's only prescription to reduce his fever now is this Bupleurum bupleurum that he found for himself with hard work using briquettes.

Li Yuan smiled and comforted everyone: "Don't worry, my friends. I have nothing serious, but I am a little tired from carrying all the firewood just now. I will boil the medicine after a short break."

"Fortunately, I have a good helper who helped me find Bupleurum that can reduce fever. Otherwise, I really didn't know that the year of the monkey and the month of the month would find the right medicine."

"Wait a while to boil the medicine, drink the medicine and sweat, and the fever should be reduced."

When he said this, Li Yuan's eyes fell on the coal ball again.

At this moment, the briquette has already fallen to the ground regardless of its image, sticking out its tongue, just finished drinking water, and is resting in a clean place. Of course, the current appearance of the briquette, whether it is clean or not, obviously does not make much difference .

It took more than two hours for the briquettes to go out, and they were obviously very tired. Seeing Li Yuan's gaze on him, he just raised his eyes, and didn't intend to get up at all.

"Look at this pair of master and servant, their expressions are getting more and more similar."

"The briquettes must have been out for too long, look at how tired this guy is."

"Little briquettes are too smart."

"You don't know, the coal ball was sitting in front of me during the college entrance examination."

"Fortunately, the master of the Li family is quite smart, otherwise it's hard to say who is the master and who is the dog!"

"I have to admit, Briquette is indeed the smartest dog I've ever seen in my life."

The bonfire on the side has been burning since last night, and a large piece of plant ash has remained on the ground. The original stone slabs on the ground have been completely covered by plant ash and turned gray-black.

Above the stone slab, there are still a few remaining logs burning, but the flames are already very weak. Li Yuan has been walking for so long, and the amount of firewood is not much, so he can only barely keep it from extinguishing.

At this time, Li Yuan had already got up from the wooden bed and began to pack the firewood he had just picked up.

He took a few pieces of firewood of moderate length and put them on the flame first, so that the bonfire on the side would burn more vigorously.

Li Yuan: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to slow fire and slow cooking. It happens that the fire is low at this time. The medicinal materials are boiled first, and it will take an hour or two to cook."

"However... when the medicinal materials are cooked, today's water may not be usable. Let's go to the river to see if we can get some water back. Otherwise, the clean water for cooking fish may not even be available at night. It's all gone."

Li Yuan took out the bupleurum found in the briquettes, cleaned it, cut the bupleurum into slices with a dagger and put it in the pot, added more than half of the pot of water, then closed the lid tightly and put it on the fire.

Decompose the firewood into short branches half arm's length, and place them aside one by one.

The place where the firewood was placed was also remodeled by Li Yuan, and the firewood was raised up with wood, leaving a height of about ten centimeters below to prevent it from being soaked by rain.

The rest of the firewood was placed on top by Li Yuan one by one.

(End of this chapter)