Shen Anan woke up completely.
He neatly pushed away his coat and blanket, sat up, and tidied his messy hair with his hands.
He just rolled up his hair lightly and inserted a wooden stick directly into it.
The movements were so smooth, without even any hesitation.
Huo Chengan put her coat on her body.
"Put your clothes on, let's tidy up now and set off again."
Shen Anan raised her head and opened her eyes wide in understanding. The shadows under her eyes made her look so fragile.
Huo Chengan wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her, but what he said was just that.
"Roll up the blanket."
Shen Anan did as he said, but the pain in her leg muscles made her flinch.
Even if he was squatting to roll up blankets and organize things, such a simple task, his leg muscles would uncontrollably tremble.
Huo Chengan walked away a few meters and was blocked by a big stone.
However, Huo Chengan could still see Shen Anan in his sight.
Then Shen Anan heard the sound of rushing water.
She raised her head curiously, and he looked at her expressionlessly.
Shen Anan immediately blushed and lowered her head.
From a medical point of view, at least his high fever did not damage his kidneys.
Huo Chengan came back to her and said to her.
“It’s your turn now.
Don't hide from me, I want to see you all the time. "
Of course Shen An'an would not suspect that Huo Chengan was doing it for beauty, it was definitely for her safety, but it was really embarrassing to do this now.
But what was even more embarrassing was that he thought if Shen Anan could do this when he was standing next to him?
But her bladder couldn't wait any longer, this was reality.
With her cheeks burning, she walked around behind the rock and considered where to put her feet.
"Far enough."
Huo Chengan's voice came and reminded her.
"Let me see you."
Shen Anan struggled hard with her clothes.
He reached for his waistband, thinking of ways to avoid missing anything and finish the job.
Just in case he was staring at her.
Then it occurred to her that of course he was watching, otherwise how would he know if she was hiding.
In the end, Shen Anan had completely given up and just hoped to finish it quickly.
She is a doctor, and if she cannot give up her shame, what should the patient do?
Finally starting to liberate herself, Shen Anan tried hard not to make a sound, but finally accepted the embarrassing fact.
"How long do you plan to squat there?"
She stood up suddenly.
Stiff muscles and pants rolled up around her knees made her stagger.
His stern tone was like a splash of cold water, bringing her back to reality.
She turned around and faced him across the boulder, her face as pale as paper.
"Can you please stop rushing me?"
He looked at her expressionlessly, wondering what had caused her face to turn pale.
He knew what he was doing was a little unkind.
But there was no way. The situation was special now. He was afraid that some jackals, tigers and leopards might accidentally hide somewhere and pop out.
Or people like Black Widow, but if one of them is missing, both of them are in danger.
The first target of the opponent's attack must be Shen An'an.
And she's a doctor and shouldn't be surprised or embarrassed by something that everyone has to do every day.
After standing quietly for a while, she bent down to straighten her clothes. When she stood up again, she still had that strange expression on her face.
She walked around the rocks toward him.
He held out his hand to her, palm up.
At first, Shen Anan couldn't recognize what the little thing on his palm was.
Then she stretched out her hand and found that her hair had been completely spread out, hanging messily on her shoulders and back.
The temporary wooden stick was too fragile and had broken.
He must have found her hairpins scattered on the blanket.
She gathered her hair with her hands, twisted it into a lopsided bun, and took a hairpin from his hand to fix it.
He watched quietly as her slender hands kept moving, taking the hairpin from his hand gracefully like a pecking dove.
The feminine gesture made his body ache.
"gone!"
he said suddenly.
If he stood any longer, he would not have the strength to find the hut, and he felt the weakness that seemed to penetrate deep into his bones.
"Don't we have something to eat?"
Hunger makes Shen Anan weak, and she knows that his situation is worse, although she can't tell anything from his cold expression.
"We'll talk to you at the cabin, it won't be long."
It took him more than an hour to find the house.
And she didn't know until some time after that that he had found the so-called "house."
The poor hut was so crumbled that it was almost unrecognizable.
She was so disappointed that she almost wanted to cry.
She was expecting a small cabin, or at least a simple shed, but not this!
Under the cover of vines and trees, she could only see some randomly stacked stones and a few pieces of half-rotted wood.
How could there be anyone in this place?
But Shen Anan soon realized that he had thought wrong.
Because a cry came from under the tattered wooden boards.
"Teacher Chen, Professor Chen, wake up, wake up!"
"Shut up, if you keep crying, what if you attract those people? The teacher's condition is so serious now, do you want us all to die together?"
Hearing this lively voice, Shen Anan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there were quite a few people there.
Huo Chengan was relieved when he heard this voice. Finally, the trip was not in vain. Otherwise, the two of them had suffered so much, but it would have been in vain.
Huo Chengan signaled Shen Anan to hide behind the tree, and walked towards the wooden house alone.
With Huo Chengan's appearance, the sounds inside weakened, and soon two figures rushed towards Huo Chengan.
He wanted to hit Huo Chengan hard.
Shen Anan could see clearly from hiding behind the tree. They were two girls.
He was quickly subdued by Huo Chengan.
Then Huo Chengan's voice came,
"Come on An'an!"
Shen Anan controlled her legs and finally walked into the house. Only then did she realize that there was a world of its own under the half-collapsed wooden board.
It looked like a small pointed tent with a man lying on hay inside.
He must be in his 50s, unshaven, like a savage, wearing a pair of glasses, but his eyes were closed and he was unconscious.
The two girls, with tears in their eyes, stared nervously and eagerly at the man lying on the dry licorice.
At the same time, there was another man lying next to the man wearing glasses with his eyes closed.
But he was a young man with a chest injury.
Although the blood had dried, it was obvious that the wound was infected and the fever persisted.
Huo Chengan looked a little solemn while checking the two people. One person was seriously injured, with a stab wound to his chest.
Professor Chen's situation was not optimistic. Although he was not injured, Professor Chen's illness was serious.
