Tomb Raider's Notes of Qilin City Lord

Chapter 370: Cultivation ([-]) Golmud

370 3 Chapter Seventy Cultivation ([-]) Golmud

As soon as I woke up, I felt dizzy. I raised my head slightly and opened my eyes. As a result, I felt dizzy. My head felt like it was exploding. It hurt so much that I couldn't fully open my eyes. He had to narrow his eyes a little.

My vision was not very clear, but I could clearly see a stranger in front of me with a stethoscope hanging around his neck and a pair of glasses. He was holding a small stick in his hand and looking at something. The way he was dressed, it looked like he should He is the military doctor here. When he appeared here, I felt very uncomfortable. It seemed that I was sick, so what he was holding should be a thermometer. With this discomfort, it seemed that I had a fever. No wonder I suddenly felt very cold the night before. , and shivering.

The military doctor held up the thermometer and frowned when he saw the number on it.

Zhang Qishan asked: "How is she?"

The military doctor said: "According to what you said, this patient has been longing for someone for a long time and has been locked up here for a long time. Excessive longing will cause her to be very emotionally unstable, which will lead to irregular eating and poor sleep. If things go on like this, Her resistance will decrease, and her body will get worse and worse. What happens again? A normal person who stays in such a closed environment for a long time will generally develop psychological problems such as anxiety and depression. So if you look at her, her physical condition is now There were both physical and psychological problems.

Now it seems that it is just a normal cold and fever, and no other inflammation has been found yet. The problem should not be serious at this stage, but the fever is more serious, and the temperature needs to be lowered as soon as possible, otherwise other symptoms will easily occur. "

Zhang Qishan looked at the sick little Qilin lying on the bed and frowned.

The military doctor continued: "The patient himself is physically weak, has a weak heart and lungs, and has low immune function. He had altitude sickness before, and now he is sick again. It will be more difficult to breathe. Hypoxia is a big problem. If necessary, he will need to Inhaling oxygen, I will bring the equipment and medicine over later, but if her fever and temperature continue to not drop, it is best to send her to an outside nursing home for a more detailed examination.

Also, her main problem is her heart disease. If this problem cannot be solved, her condition may not get better. If it continues to get worse, the situation will not be good. "

Zhang Qishan took a deep breath and said, "Okay, go and prepare things first, lower her temperature first, and stabilize her condition."

The military doctor said, "Yeah, okay." After saying that, the military doctor packed up his medical kit, turned around and left the room to prepare the equipment and medicines he needed.

Zhang Qishan looked worriedly at the bed and found it difficult to breathe. Little Qilin, whose face was burning red, sighed and said to Zhang Rishan: "Go take care of her first."

Zhang Rishan agreed: "Yes, Lord Buddha, I will go right away, uh, but Lord Buddha, usually looks at her, brings her food, and chats with her. That is the friendship of friends or brothers. She has a high fever now. It seems inconvenient for me to take care of you at this time."

Zhang Qishan smiled after hearing this and said: "Indeed, especially patients with high fever cannot wear too many clothes. If they sweat, they need to be wiped off or changed into dry clothes in time. She is a girl and the leader of the clan. Even if everyone Some friendships are not that kind of intimate relationship, so it’s really not convenient.”

Zhang Rishan immediately said: "That's it, you said she is sick and you can't leave her alone, but you have to wipe her sweat when she sweats. Then don't you have to take off her clothes and wipe her body? She is a little girl. , and I also have a master, Lord Buddha, do you want to..."

Zhang Qishan looked at him and said, "It's not that easy. Okay, you go ahead and I'll think about what to do."

After waking up for a while, I gradually felt that I must have a severe fever, and even my hearing had declined. I couldn't hear what they said very clearly. I had no strength at all, and my mouth was dry and I wanted to drink water. , I looked at Zhang Rishan blankly, and saw him curling his lips and looking at me. He immediately understood what I wanted, turned around and went to the Eight Immortals table, poured me a cup of hot water for me to drink, and comforted me by saying : "Take the medicine. You have to be obedient and take good care of yourself. Buddha will find a way."

My reaction was several times slower. I looked at him with confused eyes and blinked slowly. I didn't hear what they said clearly before, and I didn't understand what he meant at that moment.

Logically speaking, my room should be properly ventilated at this time, but the room was almost closed. In order to let me breathe a little, Zhang Rishan kept the only ventilated door wide open.

After a period of time, I was so dizzy from the fever, my face was flushed, and my breathing became more labored. Zhang Rishan kept using cold towels on my forehead, occasionally giving me oxygen, and intermittently feeding me some hot water. He drank, but his body temperature was still very high, and there was no sign of fever subsided. He didn't dare to touch me even though I was sweating, so he had to bring me a dry towel and spread it under his body.

During meal time, Zhang Rishan prepared an extremely light hospital meal for me. However, I had no strength at all, could not sit still at all, had no appetite, and could not eat at all.

I only remember that when he was worrying about what to do if I couldn't eat, my vision suddenly went dark and I fell into his arms, and then fell asleep for who knows how long.

I had a high fever for three days. I took medicine and received injections, but the temperature just wouldn't go down. After a few days, I became so feverish that I became confused and almost fell asleep. I didn't eat or drink, so I could only rely on food. He was maintained with infusions and occasional oxygen inhalation. Zhang Rishan scratched his head anxiously and muttered: "I don't know what's going on with Lord Buddha. If this continues, something will happen."

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. The sound was very light and fast, and seemed to be very urgent. It was coming this way.

Zhang Rishan turned to look at the door. After a while, a figure suddenly appeared at the door.

The lights in the corridor shone behind him, and he stood there like the sun. At that moment, Zhang Rishan felt that the little girl's hope had come.

The man paused, then rushed into the room like the wind, and reached the bed in a few steps. He reached out and touched the wet towel on his forehead on the hospital bed, with an oxygen mask on his face and infusion of fluids. His face was haggard. The little girl sat down beside her bed, looked at her with a heavy heart, stretched out his hand and stroked her head, looking very distressed.

I didn't know how long I had been asleep, but I vaguely heard someone calling me. I couldn't hear it clearly at first, but I felt someone touching my head. It felt very comfortable. Gradually, I heard that the person was calling me. Me: "Girl, girl."

The man then took hold of my arm, helped me sit up while I was dazed, and leaned me against him.

Soon I heard the familiar and powerful heartbeat sound of "Plop, Plop, Plop" in my ears. For a moment, I couldn't believe my ears. I turned my head slightly, pressed against him hard, and continued to listen.

Soon I opened my eyes, and my eyes turned red instantly. I hadn't heard this voice for a long time.

Then I saw him stretching out his right hand and touching my face. That hand was white, slender, and beautiful, and unlike others, his index finger and middle finger were particularly long.

He gently caressed my cheek and my little head, which was a familiar feeling to me. He whispered to me: "I'm here." When his words fell, I burst into tears instantly, and he held me tightly in his arms. At that moment, I felt like crying with joy.

When I calmed down a bit, he put one hand around me who was so aching and unable to move, and used the other hand to pick up the porridge that had been put aside to dry in advance. He made sure that the temperature of each spoonful was appropriate. Feed it into my mouth.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Rishan consciously pulled up a chair, exited the room, and sat down at the door.After eating and taking medicine, I already knew in my heart that my brother was really around me. He was guarding me and taking care of me. However, I still felt like it was a dream. I tried my best to hold on to his arm. He held me in his arms and repeatedly called: "Brother, brother", and he said to me gently: "I am here."

He kept stroking my head so that I could feel that he was by my side all the time.

He coaxed me to sleep, and it was the most solid and comfortable sleep I had had in months.

I was sweating all over, and he wiped my sweat and helped me change into dry clothes. I felt his tenderness.

In the next few days, my condition gradually improved, but I began to feel uneasy again and looked unhappy.

I nestled on him and hugged his waist tightly, wishing I could stay close to him like this, even though I knew it was useless. When I got better, he would still be taken away by them.

With Zhang Rishan watching, neither of us spoke much, but with one movement and one look, we had already conveyed what we wanted to express to each other.

He knew that my little head was thinking about whether to steal him out of here, but he also knew that I would listen to him and continue to wait for him, but he got entangled again, and he started to look at the uncontrollable I didn't eat or take medicine properly, so I just hugged him and pursed my lips, looking sulky. Then he pinched my nose, touched my head and said, "Silly girl, don't do this."

I quietly told him what I saw when I ran out and asked him: "They bullied you, right? Don't try to hide it from me. I saw it. I know even if I didn't see it. How could they treat you well? They They will bully you, they are all bad people."

But he didn't seem to care about this. Instead, he looked at me and smiled lightly, and said to me as if nothing happened: "If you can leave here, just wait for me in the future. Don't mess around, you know." ."

I knew it in my heart, but my body was very honest, shaking my little head in denial.

Two days later, the military doctor came, and so did Zhang Qishan. The military doctor examined me and confirmed that I was indeed cured. I saw Zhang Qishan looking at my brother.

I grabbed my brother and refused to let go. I glared at Zhang Qishan and said, "Zhang Qishan, let me tell you, I can't control those people now, and I don't care what you do, but I remind you, you are not allowed to bully him, and neither is he." If something happens, I will make sure you don’t have enough to eat and walk around in circles.”

He smiled and nodded and said: "Yes." Then he said to his brother: "Let's just stay with her today, but we have to go back tomorrow. We still have a lot to do."

My brother ignored him and just continued to hug me lovingly and comfort me.

In the evening, Zhang Qishan asked Zhang Rishan to prepare a relatively sumptuous meal for us, including wine, meat, vegetables and soup. First, it was to celebrate my recovery from a serious illness, and second, it was to give us a good farewell.

But I was so worried that no matter how good the food was and the wine was mellow, I couldn't eat or drink it.

My brother is still so calm. He usually drinks plain water. Even if there is wine at home, he would not touch it, but today he actually poured wine for us all.

He raised his glass and looked at me, and I stupidly picked it up. He clinked the glass with me, and then drank the entire glass in one go. Then he looked at me and motioned for me to drink too. , but when I smelled the wine in the glass, I felt that the wine in the bowl was indeed rich in aroma, but I just felt that it was not delicious at all, so I shook my head at him.

He tilted his head and looked at me, as if he was saying to me, "You must drink it." I had no choice but to take a small sip. What about the taste? I only tasted a small sip, and it felt a little sweet. But more than anything, my throat burned. I raised the cup and looked at him and said, "Brother, this doesn't taste good at all."

But he said: "I drank it all."

Seeing that he looked a bit tough, I said "Oh", took a deep breath, and drank all the wine in the glass in a few sips. The last sip, halfway through the swallow, was so hard on my throat. The fever was so bad that I almost spit it out and almost choked myself. After coughing twice, he already put some food in my mouth and asked me to eat it and squeeze it.

When he saw that I had finished drinking, he wanted to pour it for me again. I quickly covered the cup and said, "It doesn't taste good."

But he said: "Have a few more drinks with me."

I looked at the wine bottle with some hesitation, bit my lips and thought for a moment, I would have to wait a long, long time to have a meal with him from now on, so I took my hand away and ate and drank with him. Finished this dinner.

After finishing the meal, I felt like my whole body was floating and my body was limp. He took me to rest. I wasn't sleepy at first and kept looking at his silly smile.

That night, his eyes were particularly soft, the corners of his eyes were curved like a smile, and his eyes were shining like gems, which were particularly charming.

While I was watching, I couldn't help but touch his face, his nose, and his mouth. I even curled my tongue and said, "Brother, why do I think you look better today? You are so charming. Your nose is so soft. The mouth is softer, so cute.”

After a while, I looked at his ears again, stretched out my little hand to touch them, pinched the earlobe, and said with a silly smile: "The ears are so cute, I like them all."

He suddenly grabbed my hands, held my wrist tightly, lowered his head and kissed my forehead, and then hugged me tightly in his arms. At that time, I felt that I was still quite awake, and I knew in my heart that this time If we separate again, we will really be apart and not see each other again for a long, long time. I also hugged him tightly. We hugged each other for a long time, at least until I lost consciousness, we stayed together. In that position, I fell asleep in his arms.

When I woke up, I was already lying in bed, and he had left. I sighed, drooped my eyelids, pursed my lips again, then turned my head, and saw a little boy on my pillow. I reached out to touch the bag. It was soft inside, but it felt strange. I didn't know what it was.

I opened it curiously and found a bunch of long hair tied up inside, and a small piece of paper. I took it out and looked at it. I could tell whether the length of the bunch of hair was long or short. It could be felt. It feels very familiar, and I seem to smell a familiar scent from it.

I was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized that this was the long hair that my brother had not cut in the past few months.

I opened the small piece of paper with the words "Wait for me" written on it. I held the bundle of hair and placed it on my heart. My eyes suddenly became moist again, but the corners of my mouth raised, revealing a smile, and I said in my heart, "Wait for you." return".

(End of this chapter)