Although Fu Shiwu is a bit rigid, he still has common sense. At least he doesn't believe what Tang Xuhai said at this moment: "Even if it is inflammation, it is impossible to cause fever in such a short time."
Tang Xuhai closed his mouth and gasped lightly, not telling him that the T-shirt started to swell a little when he kicked the green body with his legs.
Fu Shiwu was convinced by his stubborn expression. To what extent does this person have to be brave
"Okay, don't say anything, just lie down!" Fu Shiwu held his body angrily and began to push him down.
"There should be a blanket in my car." Wen Zhaoming said.
"You sit here honestly and don't move." Fu Shiwu finally became strong in the face of the weak Tang Xuhai.
Tang Xuhai leaned against the wall weakly, too lazy to talk to him.
Fu Shiwu walked back to the door alone, pulled the door latch, climbed into the car and pulled out a blanket from the back of the car. After thinking about it, he rummaged through Wen Zhaoming's car and piled up everything he thought he could use. Wrap it up in the blanket and take it away.
Wen Zhaoming's car was brought by him after a car accident. He can't drive it himself now, but he doesn't want to take someone else's car, so he keeps it. Every time I go to the hospital for re-examination and reconstruction, I ride in this car. In winter, I use a wheelchair blanket to put it on my leg to block the wind. In addition, the driving assistant was fine and added some pillows to the car just to make him more comfortable.
Fu Shiwu took the two pillows and a U-shaped pillow, and pulled out an umbrella and a thermos cup for drinking water in the carriage, plus a few packs of wet tissues and tissue paper.
Wen Zhaoming was also someone who needed to be taken care of, so Fu Shiwu simply took off the seat cover on the car seat.
Fu Shiwu noticed the change in the sky and looked into the sky through the car window.
It was clearly still a dark blue night sky, but the end of the sky was dyed a faint red, and the sky slowly shrouded the earth at a slow speed visible to the naked eye.
Fu Shiwu accelerated and returned to the dugout with a large bag. Wen Zhaoming watched him come back with a big bag beyond his imagination, his always expressionless face was stunned.
"What are you holding?" Wen Zhaoming manipulated the electric wheelchair to approach him, and he stretched out his hand to take what was in his hand.
Fu Shiwu gave in and said, "I'll do it myself, don't move."
He took out the seat cover and threw it on the ground, and then put down the big bag. Only then did Wen Zhaoming see that he had brought all the seat covers of the car.
"Use this on the ground, at least it won't be so cold." Fu Shiwu used the car seat cover to make a bed for three people.
Seat cover for seven seats, the bed for three is just right.
Fu Shiwu knelt on top of one of them, carefully placed the pillow at the top as a pillow, and then helped Tang Xuhai, who was a little dizzy from the fire.
Tang Xuhai was 1.88 meters tall, and with the muscles all over his body, he was dead and dead, and Fu Shiwu's small body of 1.79 meters couldn't carry him at all.
Fortunately, Tang Xuhai could still exert a little strength, and the two of them leaned against each other and walked crookedly to the bed Fu Shiwu had prepared for him.
"Ouch~~~" Fu Shiwu held his breath and laid Tang Xuhai down on the pillow.
After lying down, Tang Xuhai let out a long sigh of relief. He closed his eyes and said to Shi Wu, "I have a first aid kit in my backpack, and there are anti-inflammatory and anti-fever medicines in it. You can bring it to me."
Fu Shiwu responded, put the blanket over him, and went to find his backpack.
Under the dim light bulb, Fu Shiwu flipped through Tang Xuhai's backpack and looked at the contents in his backpack. Fu Shiwu's feeling of shame before was further escalated.
This backpack contains clothes, a first-aid kit, a lighter, a metal water cup, an alcohol stove, solid alcohol, emergency food, and a set of wireless equipment that should be a telephone, plus the previous universal shovel and flashlight; Think about the clothes, dehydrated vegetable cakes, chocolate, dried noodles, various flavor seasoning packets, mobile hard drives in his own backpack...
After the comparison, a judgment is made.
Fu Shiwu sighed and could only comfort himself that he was inexperienced and still had a lot to learn...
His broken heart!
"Have you found it?" Wen Zhaoming asked involuntarily, seeing the complicated expression on his face.
Only then did Fu Shiwu take out the first aid kit and open it. There are still a lot of things here, including antibiotics, anti-inflammatory drugs, anti-fever medicines, and bandages, tapes, cotton swabs, and disinfectant. Perhaps he knew his own condition, and Tang Xuhai brought extra. Spray for bruises and sprains.
"I found it!" Fu Shiwu picked up the spray and looked at it. He grabbed the anti-inflammatory and antipyretic medicine and moved it to Tang Xuhai's side. He lifted the blanket and rolled up his trouser legs and sprayed him with the spray. "Wake up and don't sleep, take the medicine first." Fu Shiwu stuffed the medicine into his hand, opened the spout of the bucket of water, and poured him a glass of water.
"Let him drink more water. He sweats too much and will be dehydrated." Wen Zhaoming said aside.
"Yes, drink more water." Fu Shiwu just remembered it, took the empty water glass from Tang Xuhai's hand and poured him some water.
Tang Xuhai leaned on his back, drank the water, and handed the water glass to Fu Shiwu: "Okay, I'm fine, I'll just sleep. There are few people around here, and the aliens shouldn't be able to find it here, you two be careful. , don't make a big move."
After saying this, Tang Xuhai lay down and put on a blanket to cover it, and fell asleep after a while.
"Sleep if you say sleep." Fu Shiwu was speechless when he looked at his ability to fall asleep in seconds.
After looking at Tang Xuhai for a while, and realizing that he was really asleep, Fu Shiwu looked away boringly.
"Mr. Wen, do you want to drink water?" Fu Shiwu looked at another person who needed special care.
Wen Zhaoming didn't talk much, and tried his best to reduce his sense of existence. Fu Shiwu took the initiative to ask, and he said politely: "Wen Zhaoming, just call me by my name. Then please pour me some water."
Fu Shiwu said happily: "Then I'll call you Zhaoming, you can call me Shi Wu."
In this special situation with only three people, maybe he will break through the zero number of friends in the friend column
A bucket of water is about 18 liters. These three buckets of water are enough for three people to drink for three days, and they can drink it for about ten days. Tang Xuhai won't get better in ten days, right? So there is still enough water for now.
Fu Shiwu picked up the water glass in Wen Zhaoming's car and poured him a glass of water. He himself felt thirsty after not drinking water for a long time. After watching Wen Zhaoming thank him, he took a cup of water and drank water. He thought for a while and picked up Tang Xuhai's cup. Wipe down and pour a glass of water to drink.
It was ten o'clock now, and the three of them had not finished their meal, so Fu Shiwu asked Wen Zhaoming, "Are you hungry?"
Wen Zhaoming didn't think that the situation would be so bad at first when he came out this time. He was not as good as Tang Xuhai monitoring the military's communications by himself, nor was there anyone who tipped him off than Wang Ziping, but someone related gave him a call to let him before dark. When he went to the storage center in the eastern suburbs, he couldn't get through to the assistant's phone, so he temporarily asked Fu Shi Wu.
So when he came down, he didn't bring anything except his mobile phone and car keys. In order not to let Tang Xuhai and Fu Shiwu dislike him as a burden, he minimized his sense of existence and did not take the initiative to ask for any needs. .
He saw that both Fu Shiwu and Tang Xuhai were carrying backpacks, and both of them had prepared food, but he didn't. Even the three buckets of water belonged to two people.
No one knew that they would stay in this place for a few days, and if he was hungry and thirsty, he would not directly offer to share the water and root food for the two of them.
Fu Shiwu didn't think so much. Now that Wen Zhaoming is walking with them, the water will naturally count for him. For food, Tang Xuhai didn't move in his backpack, but he brought a lot of dried noodles and dehydrated vegetable cakes, enough for three people to eat three meals a day for three or four days without a problem.
Fu Shiwu took out Tang Xuhai's alcohol stove, unpacked the solid alcohol under Wen Zhaoming's guidance, put it on fire, and directly took out Tang Xuhai's metal water cup and put it in the pot to cook the noodles.
He also held up seasoning packets of various flavors and asked Wen Zhaoming: "What kind of flavor do you want to eat? Pickled cabbage, curry, braised beef, seafood, spare ribs, chicken stewed with mushrooms..."
Wen Zhaoming looked at the row of seasoning packets in a fan shape in front of him speechlessly, and thought that Fu Shiwu was really an interesting person.
"...Tang Xuhai shouldn't eat irritating and greasy food now, let's just stew mushrooms with chickens." Wen Zhaoming said with a nod of his chin.
"Well, you're right." Fu Shiwu immediately became serious, picked out the chicken stewed with mushrooms, and stuffed the rest back into the pouch of his backpack.
We need to save water now, so we cook the noodle soup directly. After Wen Zhaoming and Fu Shiwu took turns to eat it, they cooked another pot for Tang Xuhai to be thinner.
At this time, Tang Xuhai had already slept very deeply, and it was very difficult for Fu Shiwu to wake him up. Tang Xuhai was not in good spirits, and fell asleep even after eating and drinking to kill him.
When he fell asleep again, Fu Shiwu carefully wiped the metal cup that had been used as a cup with water with a paper towel.
I will rely on it to eat in the next few days, and it will not work without keeping it clean and hygienic.
It was almost 12 o'clock when the tossing was over, and Fu Shiwu helped Wen Zhaoming get out of the wheelchair and move to his bed.
Only then did he know that Wen Zhaoming's leg disability was much more serious than it seemed. He sat there and removed the two prosthetic limbs from his legs, Fu Shiwu's eyes couldn't help but look up.
"Isn't it scary." Wen Zhaoming smiled bitterly.
"A little..." Fu Shiwu said honestly.
Wen Zhaoming sat there looking at his empty calf, his face darkened.