The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 889: There are wind chimes in the south and a crossbar in the north (152)

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"Only half of my body was in the water, and I felt as if I could freeze instantly. The cold air kept coming from the inside, and I couldn't move." The third fat man looked at the person who had been frozen by the bedside. Li Nanheng quickly changed into dry clothes, but fell into a coma due to a severe high fever. He felt very sympathetic and sighed: "The boss can persist down here for so long, he is simply not human!"

"Go away, how long have you been making sarcastic comments around me?" Da Bin scolded him.

"I'm not being sarcastic. I'm just saying that I understand how uncomfortable the boss is right now. Being in such cold water and having such a sudden high fever meant that I was lucky at that time. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would be really difficult to survive." ." The third fat man frowned: "Boss's fever has reached 40 degrees in an instant, which is even worse than mine at that time!"

In fact, the third fat man is right. No matter how good Li Nanheng's physical fitness is, it is indeed not easy to get out safely in such cold water that is beyond the acceptable range of ordinary people, coupled with the desperate struggle, even for Li Nanheng , In the end, he still couldn't resist this physical limit, and fell down after all.

But the current situation is that even though they prepared enough medicine to keep out the cold, including cold medicine and antipyretic medicine, his body temperature still did not drop for more than an hour. Instead of falling, it rose again. A few tenths of a degree.

It's really not possible to keep burning like this, and at the same time, physical cooling is assisted.

But fortunately, after experiencing what happened to the three fat men a while ago, everyone is pretty good at physical cooling. They cooperate very well and the speed is very fast.

Because they were the only ones taking care of the three fat men at that time, they changed Li Nanheng's clothes, dried his body quickly, and did everything else without asking Feng Ling to interfere.

Seeing that the boss was being taken care of by them, Feng Ling could not let go, but he still trusted them. He had just finished dealing with those people, and everyone could not gather in the tent. Feng Ling went out directly. During the day, the signal strength In bad cases, she used the only mobile phone that could temporarily contact the base to report the situation to the base lobby, including asking Dahu to go down with her to count all the corpses at the foot of the mountain and the corpses on the opposite mountain, and then report them one by one.

It was not until the sky was completely dark that Feng Ling Dahu returned to their camp. As soon as he walked back, he saw that they were already busy preparing food for the night. Everything was peaceful inside and outside, except for Li Nanheng who was lying in the tent. .

"How is it? Has Boss' fever gone?" Dahu walked over quickly and asked.

One of the members who was squatting on the ground and busy setting up a fire shook his head.

Da Hu frowned: "What should we do? Boss, please don't be unable to resist." As he said that, he turned back to look at Feng Ling: "Feng Ling, please contact the doctor at the base..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ling was seen entering the tent directly.

Everyone else has gone out, only the third fat man and Da Bin are still inside. The third fat man is sitting at the table not far away, scratching his head and head irritably and worriedly. Da Bin reaches out to check Li Nanheng's body temperature from time to time, but... He kept his brows furrowed.

Seeing that Feng Ling was back, the third fat man stood up and said, "Have you said hello to the infirmary at the base?"

"As I said, they have contacted the doctors in Montana and rushed over. However, there is a heavy snowstorm in Montana today and the plane cannot take off. It is estimated that they will have to wait until dawn tomorrow or even longer for them to rush over in the snow. Feng Ling whispered: "We can only find a way to stabilize the boss's body temperature first."

"San Pang had a high fever for three consecutive days, but at that time his fever reached 39 degrees. Now the boss's temperature is 40 degrees. If it goes up any higher, he won't be able to endure it." Da Bin frowned: "And I see that although the boss is in a coma, he has not completely fallen asleep. He must be very uncomfortable. The cold in his body is deep into his bones, but his body temperature has been burning like this. If this continues, the extreme cold and heat inside and outside here will not be tolerated by ordinary people. Got it."

"But since the doctor can't arrive for the time being, we can only cool him down ourselves first." Dabin added: "I just called Dr. Wen, and Dr. Wen told me some effective methods to reduce fever. Then let’s try them all.”

The next day, early in the morning.

Feng Ling, who had been waiting by the bed all night, suddenly heard something. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Li Nanheng, who was lying on the bed, fell to the ground, and a glass of water on the table beside the bed also fell. on the ground.

Instantly realizing that the boss had just woken up, but probably wanted to drink water, Feng Ling immediately got up and helped him up. Da Bin, who was also still in the tent, also hurried over to help.

"Boss, how are you?" Feng Ling asked, but the man did not respond.

After helping the person back to the bed and continuing to lie down, Li Nanheng could only be seen frowning in discomfort. His face was white and his lips were dry due to the high fever that had not gone away all night. He probably just woke up from thirst, and when he woke up, It was just such an instinctive consciousness, but it couldn't last long at all.

Feng Ling hurriedly turned around and poured another cup of warm water, then put a straw in it and handed it to his mouth. Sure enough, human instinct still made Li Nanheng feel the presence of the straw and water when he frowned in discomfort. He would instinctively take a few sips, but he only had the strength to take a few sips and stop moving.

Feng Ling stood up and took a spoon, then slowly fed him one spoonful at a time until more than half the cup of water was taken in. Zai Dabin picked up the thermometer and took a look at it, then shook his head at Feng Ling. .

"I didn't back down for a while." Dabin said, "I'll call the doctor again."

"We were notified yesterday. The doctors did not dare to delay the order issued by the base hall. If they could come over right away, it would not be delayed for so long." Feng Ling said as he picked up the cotton swab again and dipped it in water little by little. He went to moisten Li Nanheng's lips that were suddenly pale and dry.

Such a high fever will cause the human body to lose water very quickly. I have given him water several times throughout the night, but now I just moisturize his lips, and I can feel that the water is flowing through him because of his high fever. The mouth only lasts for a while and then becomes dry again. You must always moisturize it, otherwise it will easily dry out and bleed.

"What I'm most worried about now is that if the doctor can't arrive in time, just based on the skills of a few of us... "

Feng Ling continued what he was doing, with the same worry in his heart, but calmly tried to calm his mind: "Didn't the three fat men get through it last time? It also lasted three days of fever. At that time, everyone was already trying to hold on. I can’t go down anymore, but aren’t I still alive and kicking after five days? The boss’s physical fitness is countless times better than San Pang’s, so don’t worry.”