In a daze, Lin fell asleep at night.
I had a vague dream.
In her dream, Lin Wanjie recalled all the scenes with Yu Jiaoer.
It seems that after living with Yu Jiaoer for many years, she gave birth to a bunch of fat boys in a simple courtyard.
In his dream, he gradually forgot his identity as a time traveler and spent his whole life with Yu Jiaoer.
The life in the dream is very happy.
But Lin Wanjie knew that it was all fake. He wanted to wake up from his dream and catch the current Yu Jiaoer.
But nothing can be done.
The dream becomes less beautiful and the person begins to feel uncomfortable.
I don't know how long it took, but a violent jolt woke Lin Wanjie up.
After opening his eyes, he heard Yu Jiao'er exclaiming, and the carriage tilted towards Yi Bian.
The soldiers outside were shouting: "It's over, the carriage is broken. What should we do?"
Lin Wanjie was stunned for a moment, thinking that he couldn't be so unlucky, right?
Yu Jiaoer said: "Idiot, wait a minute, I'll go out and take a look."
Yu Jiaoer got off the car and went outside.
I saw that the right wheel of the carriage was stuck in the mud and was broken.
"It's not easy to live in the wilderness." The soldier covered his forehead with a sad look on his face.
The rain was pouring, and Lin Wanjie could hear the sound of footsteps in puddles inside.
Now not only were people sick, but the carriages were broken down and the horses were snoring uneasily.
There are still five miles of land in Daqingshan.
"Oh, let's go back. There's nothing you can do if something like this happens."
"No, no, no!" Yu Jiao'er said quickly, "The prince asked you to escort Lin Da into the mountains to collect herbs. We are about to reach Daqing Mountain, but you retreat when you encounter the slightest difficulty. How can this be done?"
"Madam, you have also seen that the carriage is broken down and there is nothing we can do."
"Even if it's on my back, I have to carry Lin Da up the mountain."
"Back?" The soldier's eyes turned red. "Who can touch such a big man?"
"I can leave!"
Lin Wanjie's voice came.
The two soldiers became unresponsive.
After a moment of silence, one of them said, "I won't hold him up because I'm afraid of getting sick."
"I do not know either."
Yu Jiaoer said angrily: "You want to help him, but I won't give it to you!"
After saying that, he went back to the car and helped Lin Wanjie out.
Lin Wanjie was feeling very uncomfortable now. His face was as green as a concrete floor, with no trace of blood in sight.
Yu Jiao'er was shocked when she saw this: "Idiot, do you want me?"
Lin Wanjie shook his head firmly. If this was a test from God, he would hold on even if his teeth were broken.
The carriage also had some dry food and clothing for going into the mountains, so the two soldiers packed up their things and took them with them.
Perhaps because Lin Wanjie was too uncomfortable, he pointed to the white horse pulling the cart.
"Let Dr. Lin mount the horse."
But how to mount a horse?
Lin Wanjie was so big that it would be difficult to get up unless three people helped him.
In the end, Yu Jiaoer begged and begged, and a soldier was willing to contact Lin Wanjie and help him onto his horse.
The four of them walked all the way in the rain.
After walking for a full hour, we finally arrived at the foot of Daqing Mountain.
It was already dark.
"Let's find a dry place to rest at the foot of the mountain today, and then go back to the mountain early tomorrow morning." A soldier suggested.
Yu Jiaoer nodded and once again begged the soldier who helped Lin Wanjie onto his horse to put Lin Wanjie down.
Lin Wanjie dismounted without incident.
But after Lin Wanjie dismounted, the white horse seemed to have finally been relieved of its burden. It fell to the ground and could not stand up.
Ordinary horses simply cannot bear the weight of Lin Wanjie. When he killed an imperial envoy in Daqing Mountain before, he exhausted a horse to death.
"Why!"
The soldier sighed heavily.
"It's hard to be a beast these days! Ahem..."
After saying one sentence, he coughed twice.
This sound frightened the other soldier.
"Hey, don't scare me. Are you sick too?"
"It's been raining so heavily until now, and I'm getting sick even if I'm not sick. It's just a cold. You, ahem...why are you making such a fuss?"
He said this, but the other soldier didn't dare to believe it and retreated far away.
"I told you not to have contact with patients. You don't believe me. How about now? Even you have been tricked!"
"In the face of the plague, who can be spared is just a matter of order."
"You, you, you, I won't do this."
The soldiers were frightened. In the dark night, the footsteps became faster and farther away.
"Yes, do you want to be a deserter? The prince will not let you go."
The soldiers chased him out and shouted, but there was no response in the dark night.
A soldier ran away in fright. The man chased him for a long time and came back disgraced.
The four people turned into three people, sitting in an open space full of dead leaves on the slope of the mountain road.
"Dr. Lin, that dog got away!"
Lin Wanjie had heard it a long time ago and nodded calmly: "It is human nature to retreat in the face of danger."
"His! Ahem..."
The soldier stamped his foot hard.
"The key point is that he also took away our dry food!"
"Sit down and let me take your pulse to see if you have a cold or malaria?"
The other party smiled: "No need to test, it's malaria! It was already there in the military camp! In fact, many soldiers have been infected, and everyone is afraid of being burned, so they just hold on silently. And I... arrived here, I can’t hold it in any longer, so, cough, cough, cough…”
The soldier kept coughing and covered his mouth.
In the dark night, only the soldier himself knew that he had begun to cough up blood.
"What's your name?" Yu Jiao'er asked.
"My name is Song Hao, and I live in Xicheng, Yangzhou."
"Yangzhou?"
"Yes. Doctor Lin, I have a favor to ask you."
"What's the matter?"
"If I die, please bring a message to my home in Yangzhou, just say..." Song Hao frowned, really not knowing what to say.
"You won't die. Lin Da will definitely cure you." Yu Jiaoer interrupted firmly.
"I said just in case."
Lin Wanjie understood what he meant: "I said General Song was a hero who died for tens of thousands of people in Hangzhou."
"Yes, yes, Doctor Lin is still educated."
"You guys, can you please stop talking about life and death?" Yu Jiaoer's voice suddenly became sour, her mouth was flattened, her voice was trembling, and she was about to cry.
"Lin Da, you must be good. Do you know?"
With that said, he cried and threw himself into Lin Wanjie's arms.
"Do you know? I regret it so much now... I don't dare to get angry with you, let alone get jealous with you. If we had been good, we would have lived happily together in these two months. I was so stupid, I wasted two months, and only now do I know how to cherish it. You are a man, and men have three wives and four concubines. Why can't I let you go? Lin Da, you have to get better! Who do you like in the future? , I won’t stop whoever wants to marry him home. Okay?”
Lin Wanjie's heart trembled. Although she had no strength, she still put her hand on Yu Jiaoer's back: "Lin only loves Madam."
