Meng Fansen quickly carried the man back home, and Xinxin followed him but couldn't catch up no matter how hard he chased, running back while crying.
He Qiaolan still didn't know what happened. As soon as she went out, all the men who were killing pigs in the yard disappeared.
She looked around strangely and saw no one. Just as she was about to call her son, she saw a familiar figure coming towards her quickly from the entrance of the village.
"Mom, hurry up, Zhang Xueqing fell into the water, hurry up and find some quilts."
He passed He Qiaolan and entered the room without stopping for a moment.
The person standing there was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what was going on, and hurriedly followed his son's pace and ran towards the house.
Fortunately, the pigs were being slaughtered today, and the kang was burning much more than before. I took out the quilt at home and spread it on several layers. I didn't dare to raise the temperature too high all at once, so I could only get used to it little by little.
Putting the person on the mattress, Meng Fansen took off Zhang Xueqing's snow boots. One shoe was already soaked through, and the soles of his feet were cold and there was no feeling.
Meng Fansen shook it in his hand, feeling sour in his heart.
I took off the outer down jacket, but it was still cold inside. I took off several pieces in a row, leaving only a piece of thermal underwear, but I still couldn't feel the human body temperature.
"Pants, pants, these knees are not good to begin with, and they are soaked in river water. Isn't this going to kill someone?"
He Qiaolan's eyes were also red. She was picking up Zhang Xueqing's pants and calling her son for help. The frozen man really didn't want to be manipulated.
Considering Zhang Xueqing's special physique, the mother and son did not hesitate at all, and worked together to take off Zhang Xueqing's outer pants, then the cotton pants, and a layer of fleece pants underneath.
"My dear, you are wearing so many clothes and you are frozen like this. Poor child! How could you still fall into the river?"
Meng Fansen looked at the red knees, which were particularly dazzling against the white skin. His eyes suddenly seemed to be on fire. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Mom, go get some ginger juice. Get some cotton here."
After covering the person with a quilt and covering him tightly, Meng Fansen slumped down on the kang and stared intently at the person with a flushed face and closed eyes.
Slowly raising his hand, he stretched it tremblingly under Zhang Xueqing's nose. Feeling the weak breathing, his whole body breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as she is alive, as long as she is alive, even if she cannot get out of bed for the rest of her life, he will take care of her for the rest of her life.
Behind the corner of his eyes, a crystal teardrop streaked across that resolute face.
"Auntie, auntie, hiccup, daddy, how's auntie, hiccup." Xinxin cried until she hiccupped, and shouted loudly as she entered the door.
Meng Fansen raised his arm and rubbed his eyes, and said softly, "Keep your voice down, your aunt just fell asleep."
After hearing this, Xinxin tiptoed onto the kang and sat obediently on the other side of Zhang Xueqing. Like Meng Fansen, she stared intently at the sleeping person.
It looks like two stones looking at one's wife (aunt).
"Coming, coming." He Qiaolan ran in hurriedly, holding a bowl in one hand and some rags in the other.
Meng Fansen took it and looked at it, "Mom, go find another piece of plastic wrap."
Then he lifted the quilt on Zhang Xueqing's legs little by little, exposing the position of her knees. Worried about the cold soles of her feet, she found a small quilt to cover the bottom of her knees.
The moment she lifted the quilt, Xinxin saw Zhang Xueqing's two feet, one white and one red. After thinking about it, she moved to the sole of the foot, stretched out her little hand, and covered the red foot.
Meng Fansen was busy with the movements in his hands. He caught a glimpse of Xinxin's movements from the corner of his eye, and his frowning eyebrows also relaxed.
Soak the cotton cloth in the ginger juice, make sure that the juice is fully absorbed, then take it out and apply it on the red knees. Maybe the ginger juice is too cold, Zhang Xueqing's body can't help but twitch.
"Don't move." Meng Fansen whispered, comforting those who felt uncomfortable.
After getting used to the coolness, Zhang Xueqing's body relaxed again.
"Cling film." He Qiaolan's voice came first before anyone arrived.
Meng Fansen took it and gently wrapped the knee covered with cotton.
"Son, I don't feel right. This girl's face is too red."
He Qiaolan said, reaching out and touching Zhang Xueqing's red face, "Oh, my mother, why is she so hot?"
The man who was calm just now sped up the movements of his hands. After making sure that the bag was tight, he covered himself with a quilt. He turned around and explored Zhang Xueqing's forehead, which was in sharp contrast with the cold knees.
"What should I do?"
He Qiaolan was worried on the side. The person was in a coma, the medicine could not be fed, but the body was warm, and the head was still burning. The cold and the heat could torture the person stupidly.
Meng Fansen also frowned, as if facing a formidable enemy. If his former subordinates had seen this prepared expression, they would have thought that she was defusing some extremely difficult bomb.
In Meng Fansen's heart, Zhang Xueqing is the most difficult bomb to defuse in his life.
"Do you have any antipyretics at home?" Meng Fansen raised his head and looked at He Qiaolan.
"Yes, yes, but she is like this now..."
"Go and get it." After ordering his mother, he looked at Xinxin, who had been staring at him, as if there was another problem.
After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "Xinxin, I left your aunt's scarf and hat by the river, and her gloves are also missing. Go look for them. Don't go into the river. Ask your brother to accompany you."
Xinxin was reluctant to leave Zhang Xueqing now, but she had to take back her aunt's things. After struggling for a few seconds, she still got off the kang. If her aunt woke up and couldn't find her things, she would be very sad.
"When the aunt wakes up, tell her that Xinxin went to help her find a hat."
"Well, I must tell you and go quickly."
After sending her daughter away, He Qiaolan happened to bring antipyretic medicine and water and handed them all to her son, "There is no reaction to this. Can you swallow it?"
As soon as He Qiaolan finished speaking, she saw her son put the antipyretic medicine into his mouth, took a big drink of water, and hurriedly stopped him, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Then she saw, just saw...
Oops, without looking, He Qiaolan turned around silently and walked out the door.
There were also many people blocked outside the door, including the aunt helping with the dishes and the man who had just returned from the river.
When the men came back, the aunts in the kitchen knew what had just happened. When they saw He Qiaolan coming out, they hurriedly rushed forward, "Ah Sen, how is that girl?"
"Yes, I heard that it was to save the eldest grandson of the old Chen family. What is going on?"
He Qiaolan was still secretly happy for her son's actions. Suddenly she heard such a sentence, and her expression tightened, "What did you say?"
The man on the side said, "I heard from Lao Pan's grandson that it was the girl who went into the river just now to save the child of Lao Chen's family. They almost fell into the river. He said that the aunt was very smart."
