Stir-fried Datang: The Strongest Daughter

Chapter 343
In the vast desert in the north of Mobei, there is a wind from time to time, and the fine sand rolls across the land like a stream of water.

It is clearly spring, but the sun is scorching hot here, and dryness and desolation are the eternal theme here.At night, the temperature will drop suddenly again, and the harsh climate makes the place deserted.Here, the reproduction of life is so difficult, and the harsh climate makes Du Shuhui feel that she is about to die.

But she can't die!
Taking advantage of the fact that there is no strong wind or terrible sandstorm, she wants to drag her husband to walk a little longer.

All the followers were dispersed, and the husband took her here and stepped into this place of death.I drank all the dry food and water on my body, and my husband was also injured. If I didn't move faster, they would all die here.

The skin and flesh of her shoulders had been worn away long ago, and the blood was dry and wet. She had already begun to get used to this kind of pain day after day.

She was lucky to find a broken car here, although it was broken, but the board was still working.She untied the reins of the war horse and used it to drag the plank, put her husband on it, and took off her own beanie to cover it, so it could always keep out the wind and sand.

The horse died yesterday too.This made her sad for a long time, but after the sorrow was over, she resolutely melted the horse's neck, put it in a skin bag, and fed it to her husband.They need water. Although the blood is not good to drink, it can keep them both alive.

The horse was also emaciated, and it had also dried up from the lack of water for several days, bleeding very little.But she still collected it, and although it was dry, it could still feed her hunger.

Du Shuhui never thought that one day, she would have the courage to dismember a livestock with a knife.Carefully cut off every bit of meat and dry it in the hot sun. In this desert, without water or food, it is a dead end.

It was hot, but she didn't sweat.Days of exhaustion and dehydration drained every drop of water from her body.Fortunately, it would be cold here at night, and she was smart and soon discovered that there would be some water droplets on the saddle in the morning.Collecting all these, although it is pitifully small, at least it can ensure that the husband will not die of thirst.

Thinking of her husband, endless power will emerge from her body.

The small body dragged Baolin all the way in the vast desert.No one knows what kind of power is supporting this delicate woman.

There is only one belief in her heart: if someone must die, then she will let him live.

If he hadn't acted recklessly, how could he have fallen into such a dangerous situation?
Another day passed, and there was still no one, but she also found some plants. Although they looked weird, they inspired her.

Maybe get out of the damn place soon?
Seeing her husband's weaker and weaker breath, she felt restless.

It was delayed for another day, if he couldn't find anyone or Mr. Shuiyuan, he would really die.

After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly took out the dagger in his arms, let his own pulse flow, and fed the blood into his mouth.Looking at his chapped lips, Du Shuhui felt like a knife was piercing her heart. Compared with what he said she was enduring, what was this little pain of her own?
Don't dare to feed more, because she already feels a little dizzy.

Compared with Baolin, she is more deprived of water.

She can't fall down yet, she must send her husband out of this ghost place.

In that case, even if you die, you can close your eyes.

The night in the desert was terribly cold, and she found a tattered blanket on the broken car, and covered her husband with her quilt during the day, and used it to block the wind at night.Regardless of her shyness, she would hug her husband every night in the desert and sleep lightly for a while.

Don't dare to sleep deeply, even if you don't see any signs of life here, but born in the wild, how dare you really fall asleep?Husband still needs her protection!
It's cold, it's so cold!Why is it so cold!
She shrunk her body and hugged her husband tightly. The warmth from his body always gave her strength and a sense of security.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly found that the person I was holding moved, opened his eyes in surprise, and called out with a trace of uncertainty: "Husband, husband?"

"Water, water... tree... that tree... has water..."

Baolin's hoarse voice came, and the dry land seemed to have just been roasted by fire, with a frightening sense of sharpening.

Du Shuhui sat up suddenly, and said pleasantly: "Husband, you, are you awake? Are you thirsty? Hungry?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, untied the cloth on it, and squeezed it hard, drops of blood dripped down her wrist, and the bright red blood fell on his pale lips, bringing a warm and salty taste .

Baolin's eyes blurred.It's not that he has lost all consciousness these past few days, it's just that he was seriously injured, alternating hot and cold, he was feverish, and he wanted to wake up, but he couldn't wake up alive.But in a blur, he felt everything she did.

How could he, Yuchi Baolin, He De, let a woman do this for him?This is a desert, and strong men will die here, not to mention that she is a delicate woman, and she has to carry her own burden.

The corners of his eyes were sore, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

Excessive blood loss, high fever, lack of water for many days, and bad weather also drained all the water in his body.

He watched her pale face, watched the blood flow into his mouth, but he was powerless.

He didn't know if he would faint again soon, so he had to gather up his strength and tell her what he knew.

Maybe, she can walk out alive.

"That, that tree... cut it open, there is water in it...then, on the root, yes, it's Cistanche..."

Baolin said weakly: "Yes, there is this, this tree, leave, leave, not far... Follow, follow, follow..."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again, these flowers had exhausted all his strength.Just waking up for a short while, I was able to wake up with the super perseverance beyond ordinary people, and the obsession in my heart.

When the eyes fell into darkness, Baolin's last thought was: If there is an afterlife, I will treat you well.Must go out alive!
He learned a lot from her in Xiaoqingzhuang back then, but he just remembered these, these survival skills in the wild.The moment he closed his eyes, Baolin found that what appeared in front of him was no longer the dimpled smile, but the bloody hand.The anxious eyes of this nominal wife were deeply imprinted in my heart.

"Husband!"

Du Shuhui cried bitterly, and fell on Baolin's body, her heart was completely drunk at this moment.

She cried a lot, but she didn't have a single tear.

Those pains lingered on her like a knife blade, making her miserable!

Beating Baolin's chest desperately, she had heard of the first aid technique of the Crown Princess, but she hadn't observed it.I only heard people say that you should blow into your mouth and beat your chest.She frantically fiddled with it, exerting all her strength to hit it desperately.The shrill voice spread far and wide in the barren desert...

The moonlight swayed quietly, and the Gobi Desert at night was amazingly beautiful.Too many deaths have been covered up in this boundless night, only the ghosts lingering here are waiting silently.Like big empty eyes silently watching every unlucky ghost who comes and goes.

It opened its bloody mouth, devouring desperate souls one by one.

There is no need to cry here, because there is too much crying and despair.

"Tree, yes, tree!"

Du Shuhui knocked on her head desperately, "It was said in the newspaper that people who lose too much water will become unconscious...they can breathe, and they can still breathe!"

The weeping Du Shuhui suddenly woke up, got up in a hurry, and tore off the torn blanket hanging from the tree.I thought it would be a little more stable tonight, and I didn't need to take my husband off the wooden plank to keep out the wind.The less you move, the more comfortable you will be.

But she didn't expect that such comfort would bring such despair.

Her husband's weak breathing made her calm down slowly.

Taking a deep breath, he forced his trembling hands to calm down, cut open the bark with a dagger, and a little bit of damp breath came in.

She has been thirsty for too long, and this little bit of moisture makes her extra sensitive.

Seeing water droplets emerge, she burst into strength.

Squeeze it hard, put it in a water bag, finally accumulate a little bit, replace it with another skin bag, cut more holes, tear off the skirt, fix it with cloth strips, and hold the pitifully small amount of juice Go back to Baolin and feed him carefully.

Although it was small, it was much more than the water drops she had collected in the past few days. Although this amount could not revitalize a thirsty person immediately, it could sustain life.

Until dawn, she had collected two bags of water from this row of Haloxylon trees, and she and her husband drank a lot.Seeing that her husband's complexion has eased, and his breathing and heart have become stronger, his hanging heart has finally stabilized a lot.

I dug up the cistanche on the root of the tree, cut off the parts that I thought didn't look good, cut them open, and took out the fresh and tender parts inside.Although she doesn't know medicine, she is a lady from a famous family. She has read a lot of books on weekdays, and knows that this is a precious medicinal material, which has the effect of strengthening the body.Husband is very weak now, it shouldn't matter if you eat a little bit, right?

She ate a little bit by herself first, and when the sky was completely bright, she found that it seemed to have some effect, and there was no discomfort, so she chewed it up and fed a little bit to Baolin.And put some on his wound.

It's a complete nonsense, but it's also a bit crooked.After all, this thing is quite mild, even if it doesn't have any effect, it won't kill people if used in a small amount.Not to mention that this substance has the effect of improving immunity, and it does have a certain effect on Baolin's wound inflammation.

It was dawn, and it was time for her to set off again.

The flesh and blood on her shoulders were bloody, but she still dragged the rope to her shoulders, fixed her husband, covered her with a quilt blanket, and started a new journey along the trees.

The number of bushes in the desert gradually increased, and more and more greens lifted her spirits.

As long as there is water, there will be people.Even if there is no one, it will not be worse than the current situation.

After walking for another two days, with the sap of the Haloxylon tree, her condition has recovered a lot, and Yuchi Baolin's condition has also stabilized a lot, all these are encouraging Du Shuhui.

Finally, come out...

Tears fell when she heard the sound of hoofbeats.But she still hid, she doesn't know what's going on outside, she finally got out of that ghostly place, she has to be careful...

(End of this chapter)