After becoming a god on earth, I always want to lie down

All night, she prayed, no matter which deity, God, Buddha, Bodhisattva, Jade Emperor, Yuanshi Tianzun, please save him and don't let him die.

Guilt and self-blame tortured her heart. If such a person who was kind to her died in this deserted forest because of her, she...she really didn't know how to repay.

With worry and eagerness, she kept looking at him with her eyes open, constantly monitoring his body temperature and heartbeat.

Fortunately, in the second half of the night, Thomas' heartbeat gradually became stronger, and although his body temperature was still very low, it was gradually warming up. It almost brought tears to her eyes.

She still held him without letting go and continued to provide him with warmth.

In the dark night, only the light rain was still pattering, hitting the leaves and grass, everything was silent, as if it was no longer the world.

The branches and leaves of the vegetation were swaying gently in the dark night, with tiny black shadows swaying. Everything was extremely quiet.

In the early morning, Thomas's heartbeat gradually returned to a steady state, and his body temperature slowly recovered. Yang Yi's heart relaxed slightly. Under the hypnotic sound of the rain, as soon as she let go of her worries, fatigue and sleepiness hit her.

She woke up to the crisp chirping of birds.

The rain stopped at some point, the forest was filled with light blue morning mist, and the sky between the canopies was translucent blue-black.

It was the junction of early morning and early morning, and there was light in the forest.

This warm corner was still very dark. Yang Yi looked down at Thomas's face. He closed his eyes tightly, his lips turned from crimson to dry and pale, but his face was filled with a sickly flush.

Feeling that his heart was beating much stronger, Yang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She tested his forehead with her hands, and then she remembered that her body was very hot in order to keep him warm. So she put her forehead against his and discovered that he had a high fever.

"What are you doing?" Thomas suddenly opened his eyes and stared intently at the black eyes close at hand. He moved and immediately noticed that the two people were in an ambiguous posture.

Time was frozen at this moment.

Yang Yi straightened up and immediately distanced herself from him, but the space was too narrow. She hit her head hard on the top, making a loud "bang--" sound, scaring away the birds resting in the nearby trees. Son.

"Mr. Thomas...please listen to my explanation...you were very cold yesterday...your heartbeat was very slow..." Yang Yi was incoherent. She found that she didn't know the word "hyperthermia", and she didn't know how to describe his condition yesterday when she opened her mouth several times. situation, and I don’t know how to explain my behavior.

She had never been in such an embarrassing situation in her life.

Thomas listened to her messy description and said calmly: "Hypothermia, lowered body temperature, slow heartbeat, and trembling all over. I fell into a coma yesterday, right?"

Yang Yi nodded repeatedly.

"Well, your first aid method is very scientific. In the absence of corresponding first aid items, this is the only feasible way." He said calmly.

"Yes, yes. This is the only first aid method I can think of." Yang Yi was almost moved by his words, and she breathed a long sigh of relief after being freed from this embarrassing situation.

Thomas sat up slowly with his left hand on his body, and Yang Yi quickly went to help him.

He looked at the surrounding environment and his eyes lingered on her for a moment. Only then did Yang Yi realize that he was not wearing clothes yet.

Her face turned red, she crossed her arms and turned around suddenly.

Thomas picked up a ball of clothes from the ground and threw it to her, his tone still calm: "So - how many wolves did you kill yesterday?"

"Yeah." Yang Yi picked out his dirty clothes, put them on quickly, and hid in the corner.

Thomas's right wrist was bitten by a wolf, and he could only put on his clothes with difficulty with his left hand. He pressed his painful head and closed his eyes in thought.

Yang Yi didn't speak either. She really didn't know what to say.

Although the two of them had been skin-to-skin together all night, in fact, they were almost strangers to each other.

"Why did you run into the forest alone?" Thomas asked in a low voice.

Of course, Yang Yi couldn't say that she came to kill the black panther. She hesitated and said, "I have no place to go, so I'm going to live in the forest." Anyway, her original decision was to live in the forest, find a creek, build a house, and plant trees. Flowers, and by the way, beat those beasts that dare to offend her. Not really lying, just telling part of the truth.

"Humph - yes, you killed three wolves yesterday, so you are indeed qualified to live in the forest! Moreover, you are still an awakened person." He sneered and said, "It seems that I am self-righteous..."

"No, I used your pistol." Yang Yi corrected the mistake in his words.

Thomas didn't speak, he put his hands on his dazed head, leaned weakly against the tree trunk, and closed his eyes again.

His cold white skin was flushed at the moment, and the black shirt was casually draped over his shoulders. The contrast between black and white was so clear that it actually showed a gorgeous color. He no longer had the energy to fasten his buttons, and the damp clothes clung to his body, making him look even thinner.

With a high fever and wearing cold, wet clothes, his condition will become more serious.

Yang Yi looked at the sky frequently, hoping that it would dawn faster, or at least the sun would be warmer when it came out.

"Do you know the way out?" Yang Yi asked, "You have a fever and your wrist was bitten by a wolf. You need timely treatment."

Thomas did not open his eyes, and his tone was weak: "Wait until the sun comes out before determining the direction."

Yang Yi couldn't help but ask, "Oh, you're lost too?"

Thomas ignored her. His right wrist was in severe pain, and his whole body was cold. Only his forehead and face were warm. His body was shivering. He wanted to fasten the buttons with his left hand, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.

Yang Yi was worried that his condition would get worse and had been observing him. After discovering this, he silently stepped forward to help him fasten his buttons. Thomas opened his eyes slightly and glanced at her without rejecting.

Because of his illness, his brown-green eyes were moist, and his lips, which were always mean, were tightly closed.

After tying it, Yang Yi retreated to his corner.

They could only wait for the sun to come out before identifying the direction. The two of them waited in silence.

In the small space, the atmosphere became increasingly solid.

Yang Yi buttoned the mud and dried blood between his fingernails, finished buttoning his left hand with his right hand, and finished buttoning the clothes with his right hand.

Thomas closed his eyes and leaned against the tree trunk. The high fever made his breathing become more rapid.

"Where did you come from?" Thomas asked suddenly, "Why did you appear in the forest?"

"I don't want to lie to you." Yang Yi said, casually picking up a handful of dewy grass from outside, balling it up and wiping the half-dried blood on his arm.

Thomas smiled sarcastically, "Oh, okay. So what's your name?"

Yang Yi wiped her hands and was silent for a moment, "Frieza, I like this name."

She revealed nothing.

Thomas looked straight at her. In the darkness, his brown-green eyes seemed to be glowing, "Are you an awakened person, being hunted? Escaped from a certain laboratory? Did someone use you for human experiments? Or are you a member of some organization? Just tell me, I can help you..."

Yang Yi shook his head, "No."

Thomas was a little impatient. He couldn't get any answers to his questions, which made him a little irritated. He had never been patient with others except for his works, and his whole body was shaking, his mind was dizzy, and he almost used up the last trace of his patience.

Normally, he would have been furious and sarcastic, but today for some reason, maybe because he was too exhausted, or maybe because he was suffering from a high fever, he actually tolerated her repeated perfunctory actions.

He wanted to help her, he wanted to solve this big trouble as soon as possible and restore his peaceful life, instead of like now...

He felt that everything was in chaos, and it was getting more and more chaotic.

"Your pronunciation is typical of the Xia country. You are from the Xia country." He said in an affirmative sentence.