Qin Zheng waited outside the crowd for a long time before he saw Fang Lu coming out with a bowl of porridge.
He lowered his head and ran towards Qin Zheng carefully holding the bowl of porridge.
Qin Zheng hurriedly took it and saw that due to the collision among the crowd, only half of the bowl of porridge was left.
But she still smiled: "That's great.
You and I will get half of it each.
Let's eat it quickly while it's hot."
After saying that, she took out another porcelain bowl and divided the large bowl of porridge into two halves.
Fang Lu was used to it, so he didn't refuse immediately.
The two of them squatted on the tree stump nearby and drank half of their respective bowls.
Qin Zheng suddenly thought that he used to be very slow to eat on the road, and that slowness was somewhat elegant, but now, he actually made the same slurping sound as himself.
Fang Lu was cleaning the porcelain bowl and putting it away at this time.
The true nature of his hands could not be seen.
You could still see that the fingers were slender and the joints were distinct.
Qin Zheng stared at his fingers for a while and suddenly asked: "Go in and see the beautiful lady who is as beautiful as a fairy?"
Fang Lu paused while putting away the bowl, looked up at Qin Zheng, and then said, "I saw it, it's quite beautiful."
Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you didn't say anything to the beauty."
Fang Lu suddenly smiled, helplessly and calmly: "As I said, I said I'm here to get porridge."
In the evening, the two people did not enter the city, but found a dilapidated temple not far away to settle down.
Qin Zheng and Fang Lu each held a torn cotton-padded jacket, holding them tightly.
It was too cold tonight.
It seemed that winter was coming.
Qin Zheng finally fell asleep after shivering in the cold for a while, but he woke up not long after sleeping.
When she woke up, she stared blankly at the moon outside the window for a while, then regained her focus and glanced at Fang Lu next to her, only to see Fang Lu huddled there with his cotton-padded jacket in his arms, trembling all over.
She quickly stood up and touched Fang Lu's forehead with her hand, which turned out to be hot.
Qin Zheng knew that Fang Lu was sick, so he didn't dare to delay.
He quickly set up a casserole and fetched cold water to boil it.
When the water was slightly hot, he wiped Fang Lu's forehead with the palms of his hands, then pulled open his tattered prison clothes and wiped them.
His chest and back.
After tearing off the prison clothes, she saw a brand mark in the center of Fang Lu's bony chest, which vaguely represented the word "Zhan".
Qin Zheng knew that this was the mark of a death row prisoner in the Great Yan Kingdom.
Generally, as long as he committed a capital crime, he would be branded with such a mark and wait to be executed in the future.
At this time, Fang Lu shivered again.
Qin Zheng did not dare to delay and helped him continue wiping.
But Fang Lu was struggling in a coma and trembling non-stop, his hot hands holding on to Qin Zheng's hand helplessly.
Qin Zheng is not a doctor and does not understand medical skills.
Now he is confused, what should he do?
At this moment, Fang Lu had another cold war and started talking nonsense, holding Qin Zheng's hand and calling her mother.
Qin Zheng touched his nose.
This was calling him mother.
No matter what, he couldn't watch him suffer like this.
She didn't stop doing anything at that moment, and simply hugged Fang Lu in her arms, using her body temperature to make him feel more comfortable.
Fang Lu was like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood and hugging Qin Zheng so tightly that Qin Zheng's body ached.
Qin Zheng struggled to get out of the drowning embrace, reached for the casserole with his hands, and dipped his sleeves into the water inside to wipe his forehead.
But after a long time, the heat on his body did not dissipate, but became even hotter, so hot that Qin Zheng felt like he was being roasted.
Qin Zheng understood that it would not work if he continued like this.
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She gritted her teeth and broke away from Fang Lu's arms.
Fang Lu no longer had Qin Zheng in his arms, and his hands were empty and trembling.
Qin Zheng first took a water bag and hung it on her waist, then quickly packed the food she had accumulated these days and put it on her waist.
She tied her sack to her shoulders.
After doing this, she squatted there and pulled Fang Lu to her Someone lifted him up on his back, then strode out of the temple gate and headed towards the city.
Fang Lu fell into a coma at this time, but he still felt a little bumpy in the coma.
He struggled for a while, and finally opened his dull eyes, only to see that he was being carried by Qin Zheng on his back.
It took a lot of effort for him to put his hand on Qin Zheng's shoulder.
After taking possession of it, I realized that Qin Zheng was surprisingly thin.
In fact, he usually knew that Qin Zheng was not a tall person, but now he realized that he could even be described as slender.
At that moment, he couldn't bear it and struggled to get down: "Qin Zheng, put me down."
Seeing him like this, Qin Zheng hurriedly supported his buttocks with her hands, and bent her body a little more so that he could lie on her better.
After doing this, she gritted her teeth and said, "Don't move. " Fang Lu knew his temper.
Seeing this, he cheered up and said, holding on to his parched throat, "Qin Zheng, I'm fine."
Qin Zheng didn't even move his eyebrows, and said quietly: "Your breathing is much faster than ordinary people, and your body temperature is scalding.
How can you be fine?"
After she finished speaking, she paused, and her tone slowed down slightly: "You are sick, too.
If you are tired, close your eyes and rest on my shoulder.
I will treat you when I find the doctor."
Fang Lu only felt that there was a hint of gentleness in her hoarse voice, as if he saw a warm and dim light when he was exhausted from wandering for a long time.
He weakly leaned his face against her back, feeling a hint of coolness invade his hot and drowsy touch.
He closed his eyes weakly, smiled bitterly, and said weakly: "Qin Zheng, it's so late at night, we can't enter the city at all, and even if we do, the doctor won't care about us."
Nowadays, when the war is raging, although it is relatively peaceful here, everyone in the city is very vigilant.
How can this city gate be opened in the middle of the night?
Moreover, they have no money, so how can the doctor care about them?
Along the way, Fang Lu had seen people who died of illness and starvation.
Qin Zheng didn't understand that Fang Lu was telling the truth, but she was helpless in the ruined temple.
She might as well give it a try, maybe there was a glimmer of hope.
She took off the water bag from her waist, handed it to Fang Lu and said, "Drink some water."
After Fang Lu said what he just said, he didn't want to move at all.
He rested his head on Qin Zheng's shoulder in a daze, his throat moved a few times, but he didn't want to make any sound.
Seeing this, Qin Zheng had no choice but to put him down, opened his mouth and poured some water in, then took a piece of coarse cloth and wet it, and tied the wet cloth to Fang Lu's forehead.
After doing this, she picked up the road again, using the stars and the moon, and ran toward the city.
Fang Lu lay on Qin Zheng's shoulder, and in the haze he felt that the thin back he was leaning on made him feel comfortable, as if leaning on it could relieve a lot of pain and forget the pain that he never wanted to think about again in this life.
He couldn't help but hold Qin Zheng's shoulders tightly, and said dryly in a low voice: "Qin Zheng, it's great to have you."
When Qin Zheng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but the hands hugging her tightly were hot.
She paused for a moment and comforted: "You will get better soon."
Fang Lu nodded, smiled in an extremely weak voice and said, "Yes, I'm waiting to get the salary of one hundred cash a month you gave me."
When Qin Zheng heard this, he also smiled, licked his slightly chapped lips, and whispered: "Not only will I have a hundred yuan salary, but I can also give you hot meat buns and simmered drinks every day.
Slow-cooked multigrain porridge.”
Fang Lu nodded slightly, but a feeling of dizziness and powerlessness came over him.
He reluctantly held it back and tried his best to squeeze out the words: "Is it really possible?
I'm hungry."
Qin Zheng nodded hurriedly: "Of course there will be.
There is still an ancestral house in my hometown, and I have learned a craft passed down from my father.
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As long as it is a peaceful and stable place, I can always make money by opening a restaurant.
Then naturally There’s no shortage of these to eat.”
Fang Lu listened and wanted to nod, but he became increasingly weak and his whole body seemed to be on fire.
Seeing this, Qin Zheng knew that he was seriously ill, so he quickened his pace.
But who knew that in this rush, he was not prepared and tripped over something on the side of the road.
It would have been fine in normal times, but at this moment, Qin Zheng was carrying a man like Fang Lu on his back.
It was extremely difficult to move.
After such a trip, he fell to the side in embarrassment.
However, there were abandoned and dry ditches on the side of the road.
The ditches were very deep and filled with stones and thorns.
Qin Zheng's body slid down uncontrollably, and finally he fell to the bottom of the ditch.
However, even after falling so embarrassingly, Qin Zheng still did not let go of his hand holding the road behind his back.
After all these twists and turns, Fang Lu woke up from his drowsiness, but his whole body felt as if it had been trampled by thousands of horses, and he had no strength.
Qin Zheng first put all the food and salutes on his body after he was thrown out, and then stood up, took Fang Lu's hand, and said: "Let's go, I will carry you up."
Fang Lu held on to the rocks beside him and looked up at the steep wall of the canal.
He gritted his teeth and shook his head and said, "I'll do it myself."
After saying this, he started to get up, but as soon as he got up, he felt that his eyes were blurred and he was about to fall.
Fell there.
Qin Zheng, with quick eyes and quick hands, supported his body, grabbed him with his backhand, and carried him on his back regardless of Fang Lu's objections.
Qin Zheng frowned and started to climb up while carrying Fang Lu.
Every time she took a step, she felt a sharp pain.
Halfway through the climb, she finally couldn't hold on anymore.
Her feet staggered, and she fell back to the bottom of the ditch along with Fang Lu.
Qin Zheng gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up, stretched out his hand to help Fang Lu up again and said, "Let's go."
Fang Lu started to take action, only to feel that Qin Zheng's hands were clammy and cold.
Just when he felt strange, Qin Zheng had already turned back and lowered his body to carry him on his back.
But when she was carrying the weight, a muffled sound came from her lips that was hard to detect.
Fang Lu suddenly realized something.
He held Qin Zheng's hand tightly and fumbled bit by bit until he reached her ankle.
I touched one first and felt that the ankle was so thin and thin that it was really hard to imagine that someone with such a thin body could carry a man like him effortlessly.
He let go and touched the other one, but Qin Zheng dodged it, frowning and saying impatiently: "What are you doing?"
Fang Lu felt even more strange when she dodged like this, and grabbed her other ankle, but because he used too much force, Qin Zheng was immediately in great pain, and he let out a low moan.
Fang Lu hurriedly let go of his hands and looked over in the moonlight, only to see that her ankles, which were supposed to be slender, were swollen like little steamed buns at this moment.
He stared blankly for a long time, and finally raised his trembling hands to touch the ankles, and gritted his teeth for a long time. : "Qin Zheng, are you crazy?"
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