At the beginning, he crossed over to become the cannon fodder villain's father

The river water is icy cold.

After Zhao Chengfeng struggled to escape from the sports car, he felt these two things.

While struggling to swim toward the water, he was thankful that he had just strengthened his physical fitness a while ago, otherwise it would have been impossible to open the car door in the river.

It's just that as soon as Zhao Chengfeng floated to the surface of the river, a wave covered his head.

Zhao Chengfeng's water quality is average, and he was photographed back in the river before he even had time to react.

Then the turbulent river stirred his body, causing him to lose his balance, and he could only drift with the current in the water.

Zhao Chengfeng exhausted the last bit of physical strength before resurfacing on the surface of the river.

He lay on his back, let his body relax, and floated on the surface.

At this time, Zhao Chengfeng was exhausted and had no way to continue swimming. He could only use this method to prevent himself from sinking into the water.

Zhao Chengfeng was pushed downstream by the river, his body was cold and his muscles were frozen.

Under such conditions, even if he does not move, he cannot recover his physical strength.

During the drifting process, Zhao Chengfeng's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he no longer knew where he was sent by the river.

He could only vaguely feel the passage of time, but he had no idea how long he had been immersed in the river water.

It wasn't until his body touched the solid ground that Zhao Chengfeng realized that he had been washed to the bank by the river, and then his consciousness could no longer support him, and he passed out.

……

Shen Zhixia twisted the towel, squeezed out most of the hot water in it, folded it up, and put it on Zhao Chengfeng's forehead.

Zhao Chengfeng was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and his lips had no trace of blood.

After putting away the towel, Shen Zhixia took out the thermometer from Zhao Chengfeng's armpit.

The scale above reads: 39.2.

Having just reached the level of high fever, Shen Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this level of body temperature is dangerous, it can still be resisted on its own.

In this remote fishing village, Shen Zhixia could not find any medicine that could reduce Zhao Chengfeng's fever.

Moreover, it was already late at night, and there was no means of transportation to send Zhao Chengfeng to the city.

Shen Zhixia could only soak another towel, and then carefully wiped Zhao Chengfeng's body, so as to relieve the temperature in the latter's body.

"Xiuya! Let's go!"

Zhao Chengfeng, who was in a coma, suddenly grabbed Shen Zhixia's wrist.

Shen Zhixia struggled, but found that her strength was much worse than Zhao Chengfeng's, and she couldn't break free.

At this time, Zhao Chengfeng had a pained look on his face, as if he was suffering from unbearable pain.

Shen Zhixia frowned, not understanding what happened.

She lowered her body and approached Zhao Chengfeng's face, wanting to take a good look.

However, because Zhao Chengfeng firmly grasped one wrist, Shen Zhixia could only lean on Zhao Chengfeng in an extremely awkward posture.

"Xiuya, get out of the way!"

At this moment, Zhao Chengfeng yelled again, and then pulled Shen Zhixia into his arms with force, then turned over and hugged him tightly.

Shen Zhixia looked at Zhao Chengfeng, and found that the latter was still in a coma with his eyes closed.

Having a nightmare?

Shen Zhixia thought so, and her frown relaxed a little.

She tried to break free again, but found that it was useless. Even in a coma, Zhao Chengfeng's strength was much stronger than hers.

In contrast, Shen Zhixia felt like a baby being hugged by an adult, with no ability to resist.

The two of them pressed tightly together, Zhao Chengfeng's fiery body temperature roasted Shen Zhixia.

Shen Zhixia moved her body resolutely, but she still couldn't leave Zhao Chengfeng's embrace, so she could only sigh helplessly.

……

Noon the next day.

Zhao Chengfeng woke up leisurely.

He stretched for a long time first, only to feel that his body was full of strength, and it was very warm, not as icy cold as in the river water.

Then Zhao Chengfeng woke up from his daze. He looked around and found himself in an old house.

The surrounding walls are made of mud, with some mixed straw protruding from them, and the only table in the room is also very dilapidated, and it looks like it has been used for at least decades.

Seeing this, Zhao Chengfeng was stunned.

It was the first time he woke up from such a dilapidated environment.

It even made Zhao Chengfeng subconsciously wonder if he had traveled again and came to an ancient world.

But then Zhao Chengfeng saw the basin beside the bed and a few towels. With the evidence of these modern industrial products, he gave up the exaggerated thoughts in his head.

"Is this someone taking care of me?"

Zhao Chengfeng said to himself.

But he immediately realized that he had said something nonsense. If he hadn't been taken care of, how could he have come to the house from the riverside.

Zhao Chengfeng lifted the quilt and wanted to get up from the bed.

It was only when he took off the quilt that he realized that he was naked.

Zhao Chengfeng quickly covered it back again, afraid that the person who took care of him would come in at this time and see this embarrassing scene.

Looking around the room, Zhao Chengfeng saw a set of men's clothes on the table.

"It should be prepared for me, right?"

Zhao Chengfeng said, and then put it on.

After getting dressed, Zhao Chengfeng walked outside the house.

"anyone there?"

Zhao Chengfeng shouted.

However, no one in the yard responded to him except for his original clothes dangling on the clothesline.

Zhao Chengfeng waited for a while, but there was still no response, so he walked out of the gate.

It was desolate outside, with wasteland and trees everywhere.

Zhao Chengfeng looked around and found that the small courtyard he was in was the only human building here.

"Where the hell is this?"

Zhao Chengfeng was puzzled. In this age, there is still such a deserted place.

Without finding any clues, Zhao Chengfeng had no choice but to return to the house.

There was a bunch of keys on the table, Zhao Chengfeng picked it up to have a look, found that it was his original house key and put it away.

As for the rest of the mobile phone and wallet, Zhao Chengfeng didn't think it was stolen, but probably lost in the river.

In addition to this room with a bed, there is a smaller room in the house, which has a mud stove with a large iron pot embedded in it.

Zhao Chengfeng lifted the lid of the pot and saw that there were some food inside, a fish and a bowl of rice.

Zhao Chengfeng guessed that it was reserved for him, so he was not polite immediately, picked up the rice bowl and started eating.

He first experienced a long time of immersion in river water, and then developed a high fever all night. At this time, the energy in his body was almost exhausted, and it was the time when he was unbearably hungry.

The food was wiped out like a storm, and Zhao Chengfeng put down his job, still feeling a little unfulfilled.

But he searched the whole room, and there was no other food, so he had to give up.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

Zhao Chengfeng said to himself.

Counting the time spent eating and looking for things, he has been tossing here for more than an hour, but still no one came back.