After thinking about it, he took out a crossbow from the space and aimed it at the person on the ground. There was a person lying inexplicably in the dark, so it was better to be careful.
It wasn't that far to begin with, but no matter how careful Hua Chengtian was, he quickly approached the black shadow at the head of the bridge.
Lying motionless, Hua Chengtian poked the person on the ground with the bullwhip in his hand, but there was no response.
Then he poked a few more times to confirm that Hua Chengtian was indeed unconscious before he dared to really get closer and turn the person over.
Somehow in the dimness, he looked more and more familiar. He immediately called his daughter: "Jin'er, bring the lamp over."
Hearing this, Hua Jin knew that there was no danger. She put away the crossbow in her hand and walked quickly towards her father.
"What's wrong?"
"I think this guy looks familiar."
"Looks familiar" Hua Jin couldn't help but walk faster.
The thing that makes Daddy feel familiar must have been seen before, but why is it lying here inexplicably?
With these questions, Hua Jin came to her father, and at the same time, the emergency lights also shined on the people on the ground.
Frowning: "Dad, isn't this Mr. Luo, eldest brother's classmate?"
Hua Jin has a very good memory, and she can still recognize the people on the ground who are in a sorry state at a glance.
Uh... The main reason is that this person is good-looking, has an outstanding temperament, and is very recognizable. It is difficult not to remember him.
"It's Luo Song." The girl reminded Hua Chengtian that he remembered it. She reached out and pushed the hair away from his face, revealing a familiar face. It was indeed him.
Luo Song was unaware of his situation at the moment. He was wet from head to toe, and a thin layer of ice scum adhered to the surface of his body.
If he is allowed to lie here, I am afraid that within a few hours, a good person will become really bad.
Seeing that it was someone she knew, Hua Jin was relieved. As long as it wasn't a bloody scene, otherwise, would she really have to consider whether to save people?
It is good to help others, but the prerequisite for helping others is not to cause trouble to the family, and this is the bottom line that Hua Jin has always adhered to.
Seeing that he was his son's classmate, he really couldn't help but die. Hua Chengtian said no more, picked him up from the ground and walked towards the bullock cart.
The pace was steady and powerful without any pause, which showed that the strength was indeed considerable. Hua Jin even suspected that her strong strength was inherited from her father, but she was just a little better than his predecessor. She held a lamp and hurriedly followed.
While walking around, my father took out a set of extra clothes that were stored in the space, put his hand in the car, then tied up the rhubarb, quickly returned to the space, took out ginger and brown sugar, and quickly brewed a bowl of ginger sugar tea.
In Luo Song's current situation, a bowl of ginger sugar tea might be life-saving.
Huacheng Chengtian was not idle either. He glanced behind him and realized that his daughter had not followed him. He put the bedding aside and quickly took off Luo Song's wet clothes. He put on his own clothes that his daughter had left in the carriage, and then used them again. Wrapping him up in quilt, he quickly wiped Luo Song's wet hair, hoping he would feel better.
"Dad," when my hair was half dry, my daughter's voice sounded outside the carriage.
"Dad, I made ginger soup."
A smile flashed in Hua Chengtian's eyes. This was the advantage of having a daughter. It was ready without him having to arrange it. He immediately took the ginger soup from his daughter's hand.
With her hands free, Hua Jin took out the charcoal pot that had been burned in the space, placed it in the carriage, and then got on the bullock cart together.
Watching her father help the man sit up, Hua Jin quickly handed him the ginger soup set aside.
At this moment, Luo Song looked much better than before, at least he didn't look like he was about to die at any time.
Seeing the bowl of ginger soup being slowly swallowed, the father and daughter both breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay if they could drink it.
"Dad, what should I do?" Looking at the unknown young man Ren Hua Jinning lying on the carriage, he looked at his father.
"Take it with you first. Since we know each other, we can't just ignore him."
"You watch him in the car while dad goes out and continues driving."
He still had to rush after being saved. Watching his daughter nod, Hua Chengtian turned around and walked out of the car.
"Dad, bring a light." Hua Jin reached out and handed the emergency light in the carriage to her father. There was a carbon basin in the carriage, which was enough to illuminate the small space in the carriage.
"Sit down." As the words left his mouth, the bullock cart began to run.
I don't know if the oxcart was shaking too much. Within a quarter of an hour of walking, Luo Song, wrapped in a quilt, suddenly coughed and his body started to move.
Hua Jin, who was almost stunned, opened her eyes suddenly.
"Brother Luo Song" shouted.
"What's wrong?" Hua Chengtian couldn't help but ask when he heard the noise.
"Dad, Brother Luo Song seems to be waking up."
Hearing this, Hua Chengtian became worried and stopped the bullock cart, tied the rhubarb to the nearest tree, put it on the cart, and entered the carriage.
At this moment, Luo Song was obviously trying to regain consciousness, but he looked uncomfortable, his body was shaking constantly, and he was coughing loudly.
"Dad" Hua Jin moved slightly and gave up her position to her father.
"Master Luo Song," Hua Chengtian shouted softly, squatting next to Luo Song.
After several times, Luo Song still didn't wake up except for the sound of coughing.
Thinking of how embarrassed he was when he found him, Hua Chengtian touched Luo Song's forehead uneasily.
As soon as I put my palm on it, I felt a scalding heat, and it wasn't too low.
"Dad..." Hua Jin shouted.
"He has a fever." Hua Chengtian looked solemn.
A fever in this out-of-the-way place was a big problem, and Hua Chengtian couldn't help but worry.
Hearing this, Hua Jin also put her hand on the young man's forehead. As expected, it was extremely hot. He still had a high fever!
Hua Chengtian went straight out, found some clean clothes that were frozen outside the carriage, tore off a piece of it, folded it, and placed it on Luo Song's forehead.
This is the only way he can think of at the moment. I hope the child can persist to the nearest village.
Hua Jin looked at the young man who was still shaking even though he was wrapped in a quilt. He hesitated for a while and finally looked at his father.
You can't give up halfway when everyone is already in the car. She has a lot of room for antipyretic pills. She really doesn't skimp on these pills.
Of course, this young man named Luo Song wears fine silks and his family background is very good. He will surely never forget his life-saving grace.
After thinking about it, he immediately took out a fever-reducing pill from the space and handed two anti-inflammatory pills to his father.
"Dad, I have antipyretic medicine here. Please help feed it."
Hua Chengtian suppressed the surprise in his heart and quickly took it. He supported Luo Song and leaned against him, took the water from Hua Jin's hand and fed the pill in.
Perhaps it was the survival instinct that made him swallow subconsciously the moment he touched the water, and the pills were swallowed smoothly.
"Daughter, will this medicine work?"
Having never seen such a medicinal flower, Chengtian felt really unsure, but he couldn't afford to think too much about it, so he could only treat it as a dead horse.
"Don't worry, Dad, the medicine is very effective. You forgot where this medicine came from."
Hua Chengtian thought the same thing. His daughter was a blessed land of gods. How could the medicine not be effective? He was overthinking it.
"Okay, pay more attention to him, I'm going out to catch the car."
"Yeah," Hua Jin nodded.
Soon the bullock cart started moving again.
Hua Jin did not stare in confusion this time, but kept changing the ice cloth on Luo Song's forehead. Soon the inner clothes outside the carriage door were almost finished by Hua Jin.
(End of chapter)
