Wen Zhaoming caught a cold and had no inflammation. How could he have a fever
Fu Shiwu, who didn't know much about medical knowledge, couldn't figure out how Wen Zhaoming developed a fever.
He also thought about whether it was caused by pollution and infection, but Wen Zhaoming's situation was very different from those who fell ill. Although he had a fever, he did not vomit and diarrhoea, but just like Tang Xuhai's body temperature soared all the way. Burned to 40°!
Fu Shiwu couldn't calm down now, Wen Zhaoming and Tang Xuhai started to sweat profusely, he couldn't wake up and couldn't feed water.
Fu Shiwu had no choice but to do the same with Tang Xuhai, put a saline solution on him to ensure that he would not be dehydrated, and then added antibiotics to reduce fever.
The two patients with persistent high fever made Fu Shiwu not in the mood to cook noodles, so he drank water, opened the emergency food prepared by Tang Xuhai, and ate it dry.
The food he prepared should be the legendary compressed food, which is high in calories and nutritious, but should not be eaten too much.
After nibbling on a small piece and drinking some water, my stomach felt full after a while.
Today, he gave Tang Xuhai a total of 2 infusions in the morning and evening, adding two medicines, a total of 1000 ml of normal saline. And Wen Zhaoming had fever in the afternoon, and Fu Shiwu gave him 500 ml of normal saline and added medicine once.
Fu Shiwu started to worry about the liquid he brought back in his backpack. At that time, he took more than 20 packs of 250ml of normal saline. He thought that Tang Xuhai alone would be enough, but Wen Zhaoming fell ill all of a sudden. If tomorrow The two of them still can't get rid of the fever like today, so these liquids will not be enough soon.
Now I can only hope that the two of them will get better, at least one of them will have a fever, then his pressure will not be as great as it is now.
Fu Shiwu was lying on his bed, his eyes watching the liquid from time to time, and he could rest in peace after the infusions were given to both of them.
Lying there, he couldn't fall asleep, there was no light, and it was so dark in the air-raid shelter that Fu Shiwu couldn't see anything. He could only rely on the breathing of the two people in his ears to prove that he was not alone in the darkness.
What if the two don't get better? What if they burn to death? What if he is the only one left in the future
Outside the community at noon, he had just erected a firm determination, but now that he is the only one left, can he still live with such a firm belief
With all kinds of thoughts spinning around in his head, Fu Shiwu fell asleep very restlessly.
At 4 o'clock in the morning, Tang Xuhai, who had been in a coma for a day and a night, opened his eyes.
There was darkness in the sight, Tang Xuhai's head was still a little dizzy, and he couldn't figure out where he was for a while. It was not until he heard the breathing of the other two people that he realized that he was in the air-raid shelter.
He raised his hand, turned on the light button on the watch, and a bright, dazzling light suddenly appeared in the darkness.
Tang Xuhai closed his eyes and adjusted to the light after a while.
He looked up at the time at 4:33 on his watch and noticed that the date was wrong!
He blinked, and he felt that either someone had adjusted his watch, or he had literally slept through the day.
He used his watch to take a photo of the two people next to him. Fu Shiwu, who was sleeping in the middle, frowned with anxiety on his face. He couldn't see Wen Zhaoming over there, but he could hear his breathing thick.
Fu Shiwu, who was sleeping unsteadily, was awakened immediately by the light from his watch.
He opened his eyes and saw the light dangling on the opposite side. He jumped up and shouted in surprise, "Tang Xuhai! Are you awake?!"
"Hmm." Tang Xuhai snorted very coolly, he was still a little confused about the situation, whether someone played with him and adjusted his watch, or whether he really lost consciousness for a day and a night - I can't believe this is the truth.
Fu Shiwu didn't know his entanglement, so he ran over from his bed and reached out to touch Tang Xuhai's forehead.
Tang Xuhai would be terribly slow to respond, so he was directly touched on the forehead.
"It's still hot." Fu Shiwu muttered to himself, then he turned on the flashlight, put on his shoes and turned on the light.
The lights were bright, Tang Xuhai covered his eyes, and Fu Shiwu gave him a thermometer: "Take another temperature."
"How long have I been burning? In a coma?" Tang Xuhai took it and stuffed it into his arm socket.
"Well, it burned so badly the night before yesterday that I couldn't wake up early in the morning." Fu Shiwu was very happy to see that he was awake, and knelt down beside him.
Because he just woke up, he was used to blurry vision, so Fu Shiwu's face without glasses came close to Tang Xuhai.
Fu Shiwu without eyes and with glasses are simply two styles of painting!
Fu Shiwu, who didn't wear glasses, was just like the ignorant freshman who had just entered the university. His eyes were happily shining like a blind man, and his slightly pouting lips were upturned, showing a clear expression of joy.
Tang Xuhai has always treated him as if he was looking at the opposite, but this opponent was suddenly ten years younger, and it suddenly made him feel like he was hit hard.
What the hell! Is this thing so small? !
How could I have been with such a small guy for so long? !
Unable to believe that the lower limit of his morals was broken like this when he didn't know it, Tang Xuhai said with difficulty: "Fu Shiwu, how old are you?"
"Huh?" The topic changed slightly, but Fu Shiwu answered obediently, "I'm twenty-six this year."
"Fortunately..." Tang Xuhai breathed a sigh of relief, only one year younger than him, his integrity was preserved.
"Do you drink water?" Fu Shiwu said attentively.
During this half-day, I was alone and awake alone. Now that Tang Xuhai is awake, Fu Shiwu was so excited that he couldn't help but want to do something for Tang Xuhai to vent.
With a person as his company, Fu Shiwu was immediately full of energy.
"Don't drink." Tang Xuhai's face was a little dark: "On the contrary, I have to put some water."
Fu Shiwu was stunned for a moment, but he was amused: "Do you want to solve it? Do you want to solve it?"
Tang Xuhai sat up with support, it was a little laborious, Fu Shiwu wanted to help him, but he refused.
Fu Shiwu didn't take it seriously, this guy's stubbornness was not the first time he had experienced it.
"Just take it easy!" Tang Xuhai shoved the thermometer to him and stood up by himself.
"Go to the passage, at the corner outside the bomb shelter, there is a temporary toilet." Fu Shiwu looked at the thermometer at the electric light, and said without looking back.
"39.2°, it's still burning, but it's finally 40°." Fu Shiwu said loudly.
After a while, Tang Xuhai threw his arms and came back. Seeing him walking straight, Fu Shiwu frowned and said, "Wipe your hands."
Tang Xuhai stopped. He looked at Fu Shiwu's serious face, turned around angrily, and wiped it with a tissue from the bucket.
"Take your medicine, wait until dawn and give you another infusion, and you'll be better sooner." Fu Shiwu said optimistically.
Tang Xuhai didn't say a word, he poured the water himself, took the medicine given by Fu Shiwu and ate it.
"Let's sleep again, it's still early." Fu Shiwu said to Tang Xuhai, seeing that it was less than 5 o'clock.
Tang Xuhai slept for so long, and now he is not sleepy at all, but he knew that he could not sleep, but Fu Shiwu wanted to sleep, so he lay down directly.
Fu Shiwu turned off the light and couldn't help talking to Tang Xuhai, saying why he suddenly had a severe fever, how could they have nothing to do, and then went out to find medicine for him, but Wen Zhaoming fell ill again. He was very helpless and under a lot of pressure, and he was afraid that they would die and he would be left alone.
Both their faces were in darkness, Fu Shiwu said so much for the first time in his life.
If it weren't for the darkness, Fu Shiwu might never have been able to express his unease at that time.
While talking, Fu Shiwu fell asleep. Tang Xuhai looked in his direction for a long time.
He didn't expect such a thing to happen, and Fu Shiwu really surprised him.
Fu Shiwu was really different from what he thought.
He thought that a seemingly elite person like him would panic when he encountered something, which was very useless. Previously, Fu Shiwu was very timid and was afraid of corpses, which was very suitable.
But Fu Shiwu was extraordinarily courageous and decisive, taking care of him and the sick Wen Zhaoming, which he could not imagine.
Tang Xuhai thought about the contradictions in Fu Shiwu's performance in his heart, and fell asleep unconsciously.
After all, he was still a patient, he fell asleep when he fell asleep, and it was already 8 o'clock when he opened his eyes again.
However, Fu Shiwu woke up earlier than him. He was in good spirits on happy occasions. Tang Xuhai had a tendency to recover. Fu Shiwu fell asleep again, and after 2 hours of sleep, he was very refreshed.
Fu Shiwu, with a little messy hair, squatted attentively in front of the alcohol stove to cook the noodle soup. He insisted that it is better for the sick to drink thin.
Tang Xuhai sat up, his bed and Wen Zhaoming's were next to each other, and he leaned directly against the wall.
He glanced at it, and Wen Zhaoming seemed to be burning badly, and he was covered with several layers of clothes.
Tang Xuhai touched the cigarette case, took one out, put it in his mouth, and said to Shi Wu, "Put this blanket over Wen Zhaoming."
He covers blankets, makes patients cover clothes, like what!
But Fu Shiwu glanced at him and didn't listen at all: "You are just right, don't be shy. If you toss yourself more seriously, why bother?"
Tang Xuhai was rarely choked by him, biting the cigarette butt and sulking.
"Wait until your body temperature drops to 37 degrees." Fu Shiwu said rudely.
Looking at his big eyes with cute eyes, saying such a lesson, no matter how you look at it, it is not convincing.
Tang Xuhai touched the lighter and asked him in confusion, "How many degrees are your glasses?"
"300 degrees, what's wrong?" Fu Shiwu was puzzled.
"It's okay." Just a 300-degree glasses, can make people so much difference? It's not that the height glasses are so distorted.
As soon as he mentioned the degree of glasses, Fu Shiwu remembered that he was not wearing glasses, so he walked over to pick up the glasses and put them on. With a sharp style of painting, he turned his head and said sternly to Tang Xuhai, who was holding a lighter and was about to light it: " Smoking is not allowed! The illness is not cured, what cigarettes are you smoking?"
Those eyes were too sharp, quite like the dean of Tang Xuhai back then. Tang Xuhai was smoking a cigarette and froze like a student who was caught breaking the current school rules.