Two stupid postmodern life

Except for some commonly used antipyretic and analgesic prescriptions, Caifa's medical skills are not much better than Xuanji's.

Although Ersha had already prepared in his heart, he still couldn't stop his deep disappointment.

Asked for some prescriptions from the doctor, Ersha was about to ask people to leave when his eyes suddenly fixed on the doctor's medicine box. He pointed to a crystal clear bottle beside the box and asked, "What is this?"

The doctor turned around, looked at it and said, "This is a bottle, for decoration."

Ersha: "Of course I know it's a bottle, I asked, what kind of texture is it?"

"Oh!" The doctor said, "You're a foreigner, so it's not surprising that you haven't seen it before. This texture seems to only be found in our colored hair. It's called Poly."

"Glass!" Er Sha opened his eyes wide: "Is this really glass? Can you take it down and let me have a look."

"Naturally. If you like it, I can give it to you." The doctor said, untied the glass bottle, and put it on the ground not far away. Er Sha rushed over to pick it up and looked at it carefully: "Yes, it's really glass."

Afterwards, Ersha asked someone to exchange for the manager of the mansion, and he asked, "Do you have this kind of glass products in your mansion?"

Steward: "Of course there are."

"What's there?" Ersha looked anxious.

"They are all small objects for appreciation. The prince brought them back in the early years, and they were also given by others. There are also some Poli beads of various colors."

"No, these are useless." Ersha said while gesticulating: "Is there a bottle of this size with a wide bottom and a small mouth?"

Steward: "I've never seen it before."

"That's it." While thinking about it, Er Sha ordered: "Go outside and find some glass craftsmen and come back to me. I need them to make something for me. Hurry up... Everyone who leaves the mansion must bring their glass with them." Put on a mask." Ersha said, pointing to the simple mask on his mouth: "I will report to Alman, and all those who don't wear masks will be dealt with according to family law."

"Yes." The steward bowed and retreated.

Ersha quickly returned to the house, went to the kitchen to prepare some sugar and salt water, and fed it to Xuan Ye. At this time, the soup prescribed by the doctor was ready, and Ersha took it out of the hospital and fed it to Xuan Ye.

Xuan Ye has been in a very bad condition since he fell ill in the morning. He has been in a coma all this time, and Ersha has not responded to him drinking water and taking medicine. Ersha resisted the panic in his heart, walked to the table and began to draw.

Having glass is really an unexpected surprise, at least for rehydration, it is much more convenient.

I don't know if the existing technology can make needles, but glass needles are too unsafe. I wonder how the blacksmiths here are?

Thinking of this, Ersha sent people to invite the master blacksmith non-stop. After the two craftsmen came, Ersha handed over the sketches he had drawn, and discussed with them for a long time outside the yard, making sure that they knew about his After thinking about it, he returned to the bedroom.

The sun had already set, and Ersha belatedly realized that for nearly a day, he hadn't run out of water and rice, but he still didn't feel hungry. The food brought in earlier on the table was already completely cold, so Ersha hurried to the kitchen to warm it up It was hot, so I ate it whole.

It is now very certain that Xuan Ye has a vicious infectious disease, and it can be transmitted through the respiratory tract. He and Xuan Ye are inseparable every day, and the possibility of contracting it is quite high. Now I can only pray to God not to kill them all. If they got off, the two of them had only a dead end.

Thinking that he might die too, Er Sha was not so afraid. He was in constant panic all day long, but he was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that Xuan Ye would leave and leave him alone.

It would be a good thing for him if two people could die together.

After a hasty meal, Ersha asked someone to bring a large barrel of liquor. Although Caifa mainly used various fruit wines, Arman had been wandering around the world all year round, and he liked to drink, so Xuanji's liquor was stored very well. many.

Ersha soaked a white towel with the strongest wine, and wiped down the bedroom of the two of them, as well as the places they often passed by. The porridge and another dose of medicine made me feel at ease.

The body is exhausted, but the spirit is extremely excited. Ersha knows that this is the adrenaline at work, and he cannot sleep well before it is exhausted, but he still moves his bedding, walks to a place near the door, and Lay down.

In the next few days, he has a tough battle to fight, so he has to eat and sleep well, so that he will have the physical fitness to fight with the god of death.

In the next few days, besides rehydrating Xuan Ye, feeding medicine, and disinfecting, Ersha had nothing to do but wait.

Waiting for the glassware and needles to be made, waiting for the emerald to bring Xuanyue, waiting for Xuanye to wake up.

The first item was completed on the third day of Xuan Ye’s illness. Ersha immediately began to rehydrate Xuan Ye’s veins after the acceptance. The second item was learned from the continuous flying pigeons. Jade ordered people to increase horsepower and return with all their strength. More than half of the voyage has gone by now.But the third item, Ersha, still hasn't come yet.

Three pills a day, Ersha slowly fed Xuan Ye's mouth with a glass tube, and several liters of liquid were injected into Xuan Ye's body through an iron needle. No, he seems to have fallen into the deepest sleep, the kind of sleep that is no different from death.

Logically speaking, it should be good news that the disease has not progressed, but Ersha is about to collapse. I don’t know if he is suspicious or if it is true. He always feels that Xuan Ye’s breathing is much weaker than before. Ersha couldn't be sure whether Xuan Ye was still breathing.

Er silly felt that he was going crazy.

At first, apart from being drowsy, Xuan Ye's breathing was fairly regular. Two days later, Er Sha discovered that the interval between Xuan Ye's breathing had been significantly extended, and the range was much smaller. He had to be very close to see Xuan Ye's chest. After that, the ups and downs of the chest were almost indistinguishable. Ersha had to press his face against Xuan Ye's nose so that he could feel the slight air flow after a long time.

Ersha let out a breath in an instant, this breath, Xuan Ye spit out, Ersha could spit it out, maybe subconsciously, if Xuanye really lost his breath, he should suffocate himself to death.

But now, why is it gone?

Er Silly put his face in front of Xuan Ye's nose, and squatted for a quarter of an hour, feeling nothing.

He rubbed his cheek suspiciously, maybe he didn't feel it because he had a pimple on his face after not washing his face for many days.

Thinking of this, Ersha immediately went out to wash his face, and this time, just to be on the safe side, he moved his forehead closer.

The forehead is supposed to be more sensitive than the cheeks, well, it should be.

Ersha knelt down nervously, for fear of affecting Xuan Ye's breathing, he didn't dare to climb on Xuan Ye's body, but bowed his body with great effort, as if he was humbly praying to heaven.

a long time……

Ersha listened carefully, felt, breathed...no, heartbeat...nor.

Is the time too short?

Ersha looked back at the candlestick on the table, only to realize that the candle had already been burned out, and the room was pitch black at some point.

And Xuan Ye's body has gradually cooled down.

Er Sha turned his head and looked around, he was a little strange, because he just lit the candle just now, why did the candle burn out when he turned his face away?

So he stood up, intending to change one: "What kind of broken candle, it was used up as soon as it was lit, it must be a Xibei product." He stood up with his upper body, but his legs and feet were not like his own, and they were still slumped on the ground, So the consequence was that Ersha tilted his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"Fuck, what's the situation, my legs are numb after such a short while." Er Sha slapped his lower body cursingly, trying to relieve the numbness, but the actual situation was far from that, his legs had already been bloodied due to kneeling for too long No way, at this moment a large amount of blood is reperfused, causing the numbness and pain, which can be recovered in a short time.

Ersha rolled on the ground for a long time without any relief. He couldn't stretch himself any longer, and started crying towards Xuan Ye who was on the bed: "Xuan Ye, get up quickly, you bastard, my leg hurts so much, I'm hurting so much!" It's over, Xuan Ye... Xuan Ye... Don't sleep, get up, I'm in pain, Xuan Ye..."

The last cry of 'Xuan Ye' was almost broken, but despite Ersha's tears streaming down his face, he shouted hoarsely. In Nuoda's courtyard, in this dark night, there was no one who could respond to Ersha. .