Hua Mu was in a half-conscious state for almost a day, and the white pillow fed the medicine mouth to mouth several times in the middle, and she didn't wake up groggy until two o'clock in the afternoon.
The dizziness and muscle soreness after the high fever made Hua Mu aching for life, and it was as uncomfortable as a hot iron in her throat.
"thirsty..."
She moaned vaguely, and soon a soft touch came to her lips. The warm fresh water was slowly passed over, and Hua Mu was thirsty for the nectar.
After a few times, her discomfort was finally relieved, and then she had the energy to care about other things.
"White pillow..."
"I am here."
Hua Mu struggled to open his eyes, and in his hazy vision was the worried face of the sentry.
"What's wrong with me?"
The white pillow touched her forehead, "You have a fever, but it's gone now. Are you still feeling bad?"
"Hmm..." Hua Mu couldn't restrain her physiological reaction, and tears continued to flow from the corners of her eyes. The white pillow carefully helped her wipe it, but it still inevitably caused her to feel pain.
"It hurts..."
"You've been crying, so it hurts, I'll wipe something for you."
The white pillow took out a little gel-like substance from a small glass bottle and carefully applied it to the red and swollen corner of Huamu's eyes.
The gel didn't seem to be irritating, Hua Mu only felt comfortable, and the pain was quickly relieved.
"what is this?"
"It's a mixture of aloe vera and several plants, do you think it's better?"
The Sentinel had obviously been helping her with medicine, otherwise she would probably have suffered even more.
"Well." Hua Mu's voice was hoarse and nasal, so pitiful.
"Are you hungry? I made coconut fish minced meat soup, do you want to drink it now?"
"Um… "
Hua Mu was sweating a lot and urgently needed to replenish her electrolytes. She was hungry after not eating for nearly a day.
Bai Zhen carefully helped her up to feed her food, and Hua Mu took a few sips of fish soup, and the person gradually gained some energy.
"How long have I slept?"
"It's been almost a day. Where are you most uncomfortable now? Is there anything wrong with your calf?"
The calf still hurts, it's a little hot, but it's not as unbearable as it was yesterday. But she is also uncomfortable in other places now, maybe she is just being distracted.
"It's better than yesterday." She looked outside the cave and saw sunlight leaking out, "Is it clear outside?"
"Yes," the sentinel told her the current situation while feeding her soup, "the seawater on the island has basically receded, but we shouldn't be able to go down recently."
The White Pillow is most worried about the aftermath of the tsunami. The death of a large number of plants and animals will inevitably breed bacteria, and the food source of the two people will be greatly reduced.
"Is it because of my legs?"
"It's just a part of the reason. The situation below is not very good. Let's wait and see for a while."
As long as there is a white pillow by her side, Hua Mu is not afraid no matter what situation she is in.
"Can you find food on the mountain?"
"I took a look. It should be enough to handle this period of time. And the situation in the north is much better, and it is not difficult to find food."
Hua Mu drank the fish soup while listening to Bai Zhen's narration. She sweated a little and felt a little better.
"Can I go out and see?"
"It's a bit windy outside now. It's better not to go out if you just sweated."
"Okay..." Hua Mu didn't dare to be brave, the physical discomfort was real, "By the way, have you done that?"
The body felt better, and the memories of yesterday were slowly returning to the cage. Hua Mu suddenly thought of this unrealistic problem - she didn't want to experience such shame again.
"It's ready," the white pillow asked, pointing to something that looked like a chair in the corner, "do you think it's okay?"
As long as she can sit still, nothing is impossible!
"Um."
White pillow seemed relieved, "That's good, if you have any other orders, you can tell me."
Not yet, she wants to have one later... eh
Hua Mu had almost forgotten about it. After all, she was not awake at the time, and she thought she was dreaming.
But the slight strangeness somewhere in her body made her feel a little strange... No, it's not just the degree of strangeness, what about her inner
Isn't that a dream
No, no, it must be a dream, white pillow is not really perverted, why do you do that to her when she is in a coma
But, but isn't she a pervert
If she could, she didn't want to ask whether it was true or not. However, it is a lady's disqualification if you don't ask about the vacuum!
"Cough, white pillow..."
Miss intends to use detour tactics.
"Um?"
"My fever seems to be very severe this time, you have worked hard."
Bai Zhen smiled, "Why is it so hard, you'll be fine if you get better."
"Did you wipe my body when I was in a coma?"
"You need to cool down, so I rubbed it a few times for you. If you want to wash your body, I suggest you take it a little longer."
Sure enough, so Nene must have taken off her too
But take it off, why bother...
"Where are my underwear?" Hua Mu blushed, her voice a little stiff.
"I've washed it and left it outside, do you want to wear it now?"
! ! !
Hua Mu looked at the sentinel with a pure face, and began to wonder if his way of thinking was wrong.
"Why, why did you take off my panties? Even wiping your body is not necessary!"
The white pillow showed a stunned expression and explained: "No, Miss, I gave you a suppository to cool down. I was afraid that you would get injured, so I applied some gel again. I was afraid that it would get stained on the underwear."
I understood every word, but not the whole sentence.
"Suppositories?"
"Yes, it's up to you to get your body temperature down."
Sounds like a good thing, but why take off your panties
"So, how is it eaten?"
The white pillow is as patient as a little baby's science, "Miss, it's not oral, it's anal drug. When we perform tasks, we have one hand, and most of the time we use it for unconscious companions."
what is that
Hua Mu didn't want to understand.
wrong! ! !
Compared with shame, what Hua Mu cares more about is the words of the white pillow—for use by companions
Jealousy overcame shame for the first time, or maybe it was just a way for the eldest lady to escape.
"You, you, why did you prepare this medicine! Wouldn't it be good to use an injection?"
And it's still used by companions, are all companions shameless? Has the white pillow also been used
The sentinel showed a proud look, "Miss, we originally had antipyretic injections. But injections are bulky, inconvenient to carry, expensive, and can't be stored for a long time. The leader has reformed and replaced them. As a suppository, she said it also deepens the bond between peers."
This leader is simply a big pervert!
If it's just the previous reasons, Huamu can understand, especially the price, which must be considered to reduce costs. But what about the last sentence
Hua Mu finally understands who has broken the white pillow, and their leader can't do it!
"So, so have you ever used this medicine?"
"You mean I use it, or someone else?"
"All!"
No matter which one she can't accept! Why should her sentinel show other people's ass... and can't look at other people's!
"Not yet, this is the first time." White pillow said with a bit of worry, "Actually, there have been a few cases where I needed to use it before, but my colleague strongly asked me to save the medicine for a more necessary time before I passed out. I didn't Experience, is it hurting you? Let's just rub some medicine, if you feel uncomfortable, I will help you rub a little more."
Those of your fellows just don't want to experience shame okay!
While Hua Mu breathed a sigh of relief, he also realized one thing. Not all sentries and guides have common sense like White Pillow, this guy must have been poisoned by their leader!
The eldest lady suddenly felt that nothing mattered.
"No, I think it's fine. You help me get a pair of underwear, I'm going to wear them now."
to correct her
Can the concept of more than ten years be corrected
is it necessary
Compared to this, there is another point that should be corrected!
"Also, you must be more cautious about using this medicine for others in the future!"
If she can go back, she must set up a special anti-fever injection fund for the tower to save these poor soldiers from fire and water! ! !
Bai Zhen's face seemed to understand, but he replied, "I understand."
Hua Mu leaned on her arms weakly, worried that she didn't have the kind of collapse she imagined.
Is it because it happened while in a coma? Or is her shame reduced again
No, no, as the white pillow said, this is medicine, it is because of illness, and there should be no shame. And it's not that the two of them haven't been honest with each other. They should have read it long ago, so what else is there to care about
That's it, after becoming a lover, there is still a lot of fun, how can she be defeated here? They have to do this kind of thing and that kind of thing one by one, and shame is really unnecessary at that time!
Hua Mu thought about the future for a while, and her mood was strangely calm.
No matter how hard it is now, the fact that she is already with White Pillow is enough to make her forget all the difficult situations.
"White pillow, cut my hair for me later."
The sentinel asked nervously, "Why, what's wrong with you?"
Hua Mu's waist-length white-blond hair has always attracted attention, and it is also one of the symbols of the royal family and herself. She has always taken good care of her hair, and she tries her best to take care of it even after she arrives on the island.
"Because it's very troublesome, and I'm still recovering from illness, where can I get it."
The white pillow likes her long hair very much, and has always been stunned by accident since the past.
"I can help you, I'll take care of it for you!"
Hua Mu shook his head, "Cut it off, just keep it again if you have the energy later."
She should start to face it, she and the white pillow may not be able to go back in this life.
But as long as he is with the white pillow, it doesn't matter where he is. Although I occasionally feel lonely and miss my relatives occasionally, it is definitely happier to face up to the status quo and live a positive life than to simply feel sorry for myself.
If life is not comfortable enough, then she will try to create a comfortable life; if it is boring because there is no fun, then she will look for fun.
Perhaps they should stop treating themselves as passers-by and be afraid to contact the island. Instead, consider yourself a part of the island, explore it, understand it, give back to it, and accept its gifts.
First, give the island a name.
It's called "Fantasy Island".
The author has something to say: Well, the eldest lady is going to create a better life.