Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

The extremely low clouds in the afternoon became more and more fierce late at night, and the biting cold wind carried snowflakes and hit the doors and windows.

They were all blocked from the outside by doors and windows, and they made a rustling sound after being smashed.

Wisps of cold wind penetrated through the narrow gap, carrying the biting cold air.

Qiao Xin huddled in bed in a daze and whimpered, and soon a warm hand seemed to fall on her forehead.

She rubbed it on her big hand in a daze, and her throat felt a slight sting from the saliva she swallowed. She kept digging into the quilt, but she couldn't sleep warm.

He coughed lightly and tried to get up, but his hands and feet couldn't use the strength, so he whined again in a daze.

I felt like my body was hanging in the air under the quilt, and I was nestled into a quite warm place.

Qiao Xin groaned twice and gradually regained consciousness.

"Ouch -" a small voice, with the characteristic hoarseness of a sore throat.

Lang Rui frowned and hugged the little raccoon, "You are sick and your whole body is hot. Where is the medicine? I will feed you."

In the Orc Continent, only the witches of the tribe can cure diseases, but not all diseases can be cured by witches. Those who cannot be cured are punishments sent down by the beast gods.

Some of this kind of body-wide fever can be cured, and some cannot.

Qiao Xin patted Lang Rui's hand and found that his fingertips were trembling slightly. She rubbed her little paw again and softly comforted: "Ouch -" I'm fine! Yesterday, the wind blew by the river and I was assembling the door panels on the platform. I was sweating all over, maybe I caught a cold.

Bah - Qiao Xin guessed that Lang Rui couldn't understand what she was saying, so she pointed to the bed and asked him to put her down.

Lang Rui put down the raccoon and the quilt together.

Qiao Xin turned into a human form and said, "It's just a cold. It will be fine if you take medicine."

He took out a plate of cold medicine from the space, with a small white pill in it. Qiao Xin picked out two pills, threw them directly into his mouth, and swallowed them with saliva.

It wasn't that she wanted to live such a rough life, but she really didn't have the conditions. The cold boiled water that made her teeth hurt would only make her sicker.

"I'm going to heat the hot water." Lang Rui's frown did not relax because she took the medicine. She really didn't dare to put her hope in those two pills, which were no bigger than his fingernails.

When he was sick when he was a child, his mother would boil hot water for him to drink, and then drink a lot of bitter concoction made from herbs provided by witches.

As you get to know Qiao Xin more and more, you will find that Qiao Xin is not a witch in the traditional sense. She has never gone to the mountains to collect herbs, and she does not know how to perform sacrifices or divination.

This knowledge aggravated Lang Rui's worries.

The door opened and closed again.

There was not much water left at home, so Lang Rui went out in the heavy snow.

In a daze, Qiao Xin heard Lang Rui's return, but the sound of the door closing was next door.

Lang Rui hung the aluminum pot on a tripod made of three branches. The fire gradually lit up, and a faint smoke ignited. The two homes were connected, and the cave was closed, and the smoke drifted over from the next door.

Qiao Xin smelled the smell of firewood, with a special fragrance of leaves, not choking, but still warm.

After a while, she seemed to have returned to Blue Star. During a mission, she also had a high fever, and Qiao Lin also lit a fire.

The difference is that Qiao Lin is not as quiet as Lang Rui. He always talks like an old mother and preaches.

A heartbreaking cough came from next door. Lang Rui, who was beside the fire, frowned and squeezed the wood in his hands tightly.

He stood up and walked to the bed, looking down at the girl who was coughing in the bed and her whole body was shaking.

He stretched out his arms and picked up Qiao Xin, who was 175, easily carried by him, and walked to his cave.

Qiao Xin fell into a generous embrace through the quilt, with strong arms under her neck. With her face turned inward, she could feel the slightest coolness coming from his body.

But she wasn't repelled.

The firelight illuminated the entire cave, and the warm colors gave an illusion of warmth.

"Is that medicine useful?" Lang Rui expressed his worries.

Qiao Xin struggled for a few times, but Lang Rui did not put her down. Instead, he sat on a large bluestone surrounding the fire, placed her on his knees, and held her with one hand.

My whole body was already weak, and I couldn't move, so I couldn't move.

"It works! It's just a cold, it's not a serious illness."

"Yeah." Lang Rui's voice was low and hoarse, not much better than hers.

"You have a cold too?"

"No."

"Then why is your voice so hoarse!"

Lang Rui lowered his eyes faintly, Qiao Xin's sickly face appeared in his dark blue pupils, and he did not answer her.

The two of them were relatively speechless, maybe because they had taken medicine, Qiao Xin began to drift off to sleep again.

"Drink some hot water."

Qiao Xin woke up from her sleep. She thought she saw Qiao Lin in a daze. She didn't know where she was. She stretched out her hand, but instead of taking the bowl of hot water, she touched the person next to her who was very close.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Lang Rui held her in one hand and held the bowl in the other, looking at her quietly.

After a long time, I heard Qiao Xin sigh softly.

She reached for the bowl and thanked her softly.

She leaned in this hard and warm embrace, closed her eyes, and drank a bowl of hot water silently.

After drinking a bowl of hot water, Qiao Xin felt that she had relaxed a lot and her brain was much clearer.

Lang Rui took the iron box she finished drinking from and put it aside.

The little man in his arms curled up and murmured thanks.

Lang Rui pulled out the sweat-dampened hair from her forehead and felt the temperature with the back of his hand. He felt that the temperature seemed to have dropped and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The cold wind came in through the gap in the door. Lang Rui tightened the quilt tightly and looked at the girl's face that was flushed due to fever.

Holding and watching all night long.

The snowstorm gradually subsided when the sky was dark.

Lang Rui opened his eyes and heard the sound of someone moving outside.

He moved his numb arms, and the person in his arms groaned, and Lang Rui stopped moving for an instant.

After waiting for a while, Qiao Xin didn't wake up. Lang Rui got up and put him back on the bed next door.

He touched the quilt and found that it was soaked with sweat. He walked over to his side and took the quilt Qiao Xin gave him to the fire to warm it up, replacing the damp one from Qiao Xin.

As if it wasn't enough, Lang Rui took out two more military coats from the closet, covered Qiao Xin, and then turned around and walked out.

"Clan leader, why are you still going out hunting in such heavy snow!" Mao Bai stood in front of his house and looked at Lang Rui carrying an antlered deer on his shoulder.

The two huge antlers of the horned deer dragged on the ground, leaving deep marks.

The horned deer was still breathing, so Lang Rui threw the horned deer to the ground, exhaled white breath from his mouth, and nodded to Mao Bai as a greeting.

"Well, I'll kill the horned deer in a moment, and you can come over and make some broth."

The meat of antlered deer is tender and very filling, making it very suitable for people who are sick.

But it is not easy to hunt. The horned deer runs very fast and has sensitive hearing. If there is a slight disturbance, it will be far away before others can react.

The one caught by Lang Rui was obviously an adult.