He Siwei didn't want to stop. He wanted to walk to the field in one go. It was hundreds of kilometers and it would take several days to walk on her two legs, not to mention that she was carrying someone on her back.
Until daybreak, He Siwei found a hiding place in the grass and put Zhang Ruyi down.
The two of them stumbled while walking when it was dark. When it got bright, they could see their surroundings clearly and their walking was steady. However, He Siwei's body was severely overdrawn and he walked unsteadily.
It was daylight now, and she estimated that it was past nine o'clock. If the people from the Eighth Company discovered that she and Zhang Ruyi were missing and chased them with their carriage, they would have almost caught up with them.
In this case, it's safer to hide.
Calculate the time and find a hidden place to stop and rest.
He Siwei's clothes were soaked with sweat, and he didn't know how many times he wiped his sleeves on his forehead. At this time, the half of the front sleeve close to his hand seemed to have been soaked by water.
Although Zhang Ruyi didn't have to leave by herself, her face didn't look good. It was dawn now, and He Siwei finally saw her appearance clearly.
She was very good-looking. Seeing Zhang Ruyi's face, He Siwei thought of the word 'gentle', but she was too thin and looked like she would die at any moment.
He Siwei had some strength and asked Zhang Ruyi to stretch out his hand. Zhang Ruyi didn't ask what he was doing and stretched out his hand obediently.
Put your hand on the pulse, the right cun is the lung, and the inner part is the chest. To be precise, the outside of the right cun looks like a depression, which reflects that the blood vessels on the outside of the cun pulse are insufficient in tension and lack of filling. The disease originates from the inside, and the traditional Chinese medicine is neglected. mustached'.
He Siwei took back his hand, looked at her face again, and asked, "Cough, hemoptysis, fever?"
Zhang Ruyi already had a look of surprise on her face when she felt He Siwei's pulse. When she heard He Siwei's question, it was the same as her symptoms, and she no longer knew how to describe her mood at this time.
Seeing that she was looking at him blankly and forgetting to reply, He Siwei didn't need her to reply and said, "Guessing the pulse is like tuberculosis, but yours may be more serious."
Zhang Ruyi asked, "Am I sick?"
When she asked about sickness, she didn't mean 'sickness'.
He Siwei understood and said, "You have to go to the hospital for a check-up. I suspect you may have tuberculosis."
Tuberculosis is contagious, but it has just been diagnosed now, so there is no need to think about staying away from Zhang Ruyi.
If you keep up with the nutrition you eat, you won't be infected.
Zhang Ruyi was stunned and had not yet recovered from her thoughts. He Siwei was not in a hurry and did not disturb her. Instead, he turned sideways and looked in the direction of the avenue.
It was quiet all around, with birds chirping and pheasants croaking.
The sun rises and the surroundings become warmer.
Zhang Ruyi lowered her head and said, "I don't actually have that name."
He Siwei looked at her, "What?"
Zhang Ruyi raised his head, "I said my name is not Zhang Ruyi, my name is Zhang Yufang. Zhang Ruyi was given to me after my father said it could dispel evil spirits after I fell ill."
He Siwei said, "Then I'll call you Zhang Yufang?"
Zhang Yufang hummed, her face was pale, and she had a slight smile, which added vitality to her.
He Siwei looked at her sincere eyes and the simplicity on her face, and was glad that he encountered this incident by chance. Although he didn't know what the future would be like, he was not late after all.
At this time, the sound of horse hooves was faintly heard. He Siwei and Zhang Yufang looked at each other. They pursed their upper lips, and Zhang Yufang shrank back into the grass.
Man, who doesn’t want to live?
There was no hope of survival before, but in the middle of the night, she was rescued by a stranger, walked all the way so far, and fled with her on his back without giving up. Zhang Yufang also wanted to win, if there was a glimmer of hope.
Besides...she's not possessed by evil spirits, she's just sick.
The sound of the carriage was getting closer and closer, and from time to time there was the sound of men driving horses. He Siwei lay down and looked through the grass towards the road. Not long after, she saw the carriage that pulled her yesterday, driven by Captain Zhang. There were also four middle-aged men sitting, two in a row, two in a row, their eyes on both sides of the avenue, looking for something.
He Siwei watched the carriage go away before letting out a breath. Fortunately, she calculated correctly, otherwise she would definitely be discovered if she carried Zhang Yufang on her back.
Sitting back on the grass, He Siwei said, "Let's wait a while before rushing on."
Zhang Yufang also saw his father who was driving the car. His face, which was originally a little bloody, turned pale again, "...How about you leave me and leave quickly. I can't drag you down. Can anyone believe that I am not possessed by evil spirits? I am very Contented."
He Siwei cheered her up, "If you are really afraid of dragging me down, you must cherish this opportunity. When we get to the field department, someone will definitely be able to help you."
Zhang Yufang smiled, but his unsaid words were interrupted by a cough. He Siwei took out the biscuits from his bag and handed them to her after she finished coughing, "Try to see if you can read anything?"
Zhang Yufang took it and took one bite after another. After eating most of the large biscuit, she stopped, her eyes sparkling, "What kind of biscuit is this? It smells like milk. Is it made of milk powder?"
He Siwei looked at her bright eyes and asked sadly, "When did you start getting sick?"
Zhang Yufang did not notice the sadness in He Siwei's tone. He held a small half piece of biscuit in his hands and held it preciously in front of him, "I have been sick since I was five years old. I am twenty-three this year, which means it has been eighteen years."
Eighteen years, how did you survive?
He Siwei took a deep breath and at the same time strengthened her mind. No matter what she did, she must bring those who persecuted Zhang Yufang to justice, even her relatives.
Seeing that she had finished eating, He Siwei took out another piece and gave it to her, "This is a biscuit. Eat it slowly. There are many more."
Thinking that he still had toffee, He Siwei took out a piece and put it in her hand, "This is toffee. It has a stronger milk flavor. Try it."
Zhang Yufang curiously opened the candy wrapper and saw the white sugar inside. When she put it in her mouth, the taste of milk filled her mouth instantly.
"Delicious."
With candy in her mouth, Zhang Yufang didn't forget to flatten the candy wrapper in her hand, fold it up again, hold it in her hand and carefully ask He Siwei, could she put it away?
He Siwei said, "Of course, I also like to save candy wrappers. After folding them, mark them with a line in the middle, and then pull them apart to create a flower."
Zhang Yufang listened curiously and carefully. Everything He Siwei said was like a different world to her.
Time passed little by little and the carriage did not turn back. He Siwei thought for a moment and said, "It's not safe for us to be here all the time. Let's go ahead and see if we can find a place to take shelter."
Zhang Yufang is very obedient, perhaps because she doesn't interact with others. In He Siwei's eyes, she is as clean as a piece of white paper, especially her black and white eyes, which are so clean that people can see everything at a glance.
Carrying the bag, He Siwei helped Zhang Yufang up, and He Siwei helped up the grass where he had fallen down. It looked as if no one had stayed here before, and the two of them helped him move forward.
(Please help me find typos and sentences. Sometimes I can’t find them even after reading them twice.)
