Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

Qiao Xin was relieved after making sure that the cat was fine and that Lu Yao, who understood pharmacology, was watching over it.

He tightened the hood of his raincoat and rushed out of the tribe.

Lu Yao raised his hand and slapped Lu Ming again.

Lu Ming touched the back of his head, "Why did you hit me again?!"

Lu Yao was so disappointed. How could someone who already had a partner still act like a child? He was not reliable at all. "Follow him! Protect Qiao Xin well."

Lu Ming, who had been in and out of the rain several times, picked up the hat from the corner with a wooden face and followed. After all, he was raised by his stepmother.

But when he thought about someone who was going to be unlucky, he could watch it and felt full of energy.

Qiao Xin was very fast. When he got to the bridge, he saw that the arch hole for discharging floodwater had been opened. He searched along the cleared canal and found Lang Yu and his men digging up the field ridges in the rain to drain the accumulated water in the fields.

Lang Yu frowned: "Why are you here?" There are plenty of males in the tribe, and it is not the turn of the females to take this risk.

It was raining so hard that a raincoat was useless. It splashed all over my head and face, and flowed in at tricky angles.

Qiao Xin was soaked, but she didn't care anymore. All she could think about was Lang Rui. "Where's Lang Rui?"

Lang Yu: "I put him in the sheepfold to rest. He was feeling a little uncomfortable."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no one in front of him, only a vague figure in the rain.

Qiao Xin ran faster than when she came, and met Lu Ming halfway.

Lu Ming: “!!!” You guys can’t play like this, who are you trying to tire to death?

Lu Ming propped up his legs, gasped for breath, stayed where he was for two seconds, and quickly followed.

As soon as Qiao Xin entered the sheep pen, she saw Lang Rui lying in a simple shed filled with wheat stalks. He was covered with wheat stalks and his face was pale. When he heard the sound, he sat up instantly, holding the dagger tied to his leg in his hand.

After seeing who was coming, his whole body relaxed and he fell back into the pile of orange stalks.

Qiao Xin's eyes were sore and she just took a step.

A whirlwind blew past behind him, "Chief, Chief, you can't die!" Lu Ming shook Lang Rui.

Qiao Xin: "..."

Lang Rui, who was shaken so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, said: "......"

When his deep eyes opened, they became less casual and more sharp, and he looked at Lu Ming coldly.

Lu Ming's scalp tightened and he paused shaking his hands. He felt he had to explain, "I'm worried about you."

Qiao Xin pulled Lu Ming away and felt Lang Rui's pulse. As soon as she touched his skin, she was startled by the burn. She immediately put the back of her hand on his forehead, pursed her lips, and pulled her face, "You have a fever."

Lang Rui pulled Qiao Xin's hand, but she shook it off. "Don't be angry." His voice was hoarse.

Qiao Xin could no longer hold back her tears and cried silently.

Lang Rui sat up and held her in his arms, "I'll be fine after a good sleep, don't worry."

Qiao Xin still couldn't stop crying.

Lang Rui was at a loss and didn't know how to comfort her. "I've had worse illnesses than this before, and I really got better after a good night's sleep. Believe me." His words were strong but his voice was weak.

Qiao Xin's silent tears turned into sobbing.

Lu Ming held his forehead with his hand. It turned out that the clan leader also had things he didn't know. At least when it came to coaxing people, he was terrible.

Lang Rui didn't feel annoyed and continued to coax her, "Don't cry, I'll listen to you."

Qiao Xin's tears were blocked by his words, "Really?"

"Really." Lang Rui had a bad feeling.

Qiao Xin stopped crying and took out a military coat and a roll of plastic film from the space. She first put the military coat on Lang Rui, and then wrapped him tightly with the plastic film, leaving only his eyes exposed.

"Luming, carry him, and let's go back to the tribe."

Lu Ming: Carry, are you really carrying it? The kind of carrying it by throwing it on your shoulders?!

Grandpa Wu often asked him to use his brain. Lu Ming felt that it was definitely not the kind of carrying he understood. After all, Lady Qiao Xin and the clan leader were so affectionate, how could she really carry the sick clan leader on her shoulders? It must be hugging.

Yes, yes, hug!

Lu Ming suddenly felt like he had gotten the idea.

One hand was around Lang Rui's back, and the other hand was supporting Lang Rui's knee.

"Get up." He encouraged himself.

Lang Rui's body shook, and he reacted by wrapping his arms around Lu Ming's neck.

One raised his eyes, the other lowered his eyes.

There was a deep look between them.

They both shuddered!

"Are you still cold?" Qiao Xin found that he was still shivering.

The two men shook their heads at the same time, one wanted to throw the person away, and the other thought of a hundred ways to make this person disappear from the world.

The two looked at each other and dared not look at each other again. If they looked at each other for one more time, they would die on the spot.

"Then hurry back."

Two stiff people followed Qiao Xin, feeling uncomfortable all over.

After arriving home, Qiao Xin gave Lang Rui a simple wipe, helped him to bed, and went to Lu Yao to get some herbal medicine for reducing fever.

Lu Yao picked up a dose of antipyretic medicine and gave a few instructions, "Don't let him get exposed to the wind, eat light food, and if the fever doesn't go down, call me immediately."

Mauli followed him. He had just taken care of his brother Mauli Qing in the cub cave. He also heard that the tribe leader jumped into the river to save his brother and fell ill. "Master Qiao Xin, if you need me, just tell me. I will be there."

Qiao Xin patted the boy's not-so-broad shoulders and said, "Go back and take care of your brother. Don't let the clan leader's kindness go to waste."

Mauli was almost moved to tears. The clan leader was not much older than him, yet he did this for his brothers.

As the patriarch's partner, she didn't complain at all and even asked him to take good care of his younger brother.

His throat was blocked and he could only nod desperately.

He swore in his heart that his worthless life would belong to the clan leader and Lady Qiao Xin from now on.

Qiao Xin was in a hurry to go back and take care of Lang Rui, and had no mood to care about the boy's emotions.

Wash the medicine, put it in a ceramic pot, pour three bowls of water, and stew it on the stove.

The raindrops hit the ceiling of the kitchen, making a crackling sound. Qiao Xin took out a rattan basket full of red fruits from the space and placed it on the floor of the living room.

While picking out the fruit core, watch the fire.

From time to time, he would get up to check on the sleeping Lang Rui and feel his body temperature.

It's hot and painful at the same time.

Qiao Xin reached out and smoothed his slightly frowned brows. "You didn't even come back after saving someone. Why did you go out to dig field stalks? Can't you tell someone else to go? As the clan leader, you should do it yourself."

Lang Rui seemed to have heard Qiao Xin's complaints while he was sleeping. He rubbed his face gently against Qiao Xin's palm, as if responding to her or comforting her.

Qiao Xin sighed. She and Lang Rui were the same type of people, so it was time to stop talking about the same thing.

After tucking in the quilt, Qiao Xin returned to the client and continued to watch the fire and pick out the fruit core.

People with colds tend to lose their appetite. Qiao Xin had wanted to make red fruit cake before, and now it’s just the right time for patients to eat it.

This red fruit that looks like a cherry has a light taste and a strong fragrance. It can be used to make red fruit cake with a fragrant flavor.

"Ow."

There was a sound of chasing footsteps in the rain, and a little wolf jumped into Qiao Xin's house. With a whoosh, it disappeared in the living room and crawled under the bed.

Shu Lin stopped at the door and saw Qiao Xin sitting in the living room digging out fruit cores. "Master Qiao Xin."

"Lang Yu..." Shu Lin didn't say anything else.

Qiao Xin smiled and said, "Is he making a fuss in the cub cave?"

Shu Lin nodded. "He just woke up, and when he heard that the clan leader was sick, he rushed out and said he wanted to see the clan leader."

Qiao Xin felt relieved. The little guy was quite caring. "Let him stay here! He'll be fine."

"I went to the wild to pick some wild fruits. I delivered two baskets to the warehouse. There are two baskets left. I will use one basket to make some food, and you can take the other basket to the cubs' cave and share it with the cubs and the old man."

Shu Lin declined. When Master Qiao Xin had some delicious food, he would always think of the youngsters and elders in the tribe. They all saw it and remembered it in their hearts. "Keep it for yourself and don't give it to them. The tribe won't let them down."

Qiao Xin's face didn't look very good either. She had experienced too many things today and her eyes were a little tired, but she still had patients to take care of, and she had to make decisions for Lang Rui if anything happened in the tribe, so she couldn't fall down yet.

"I can't eat all of them. I picked so much. I was thinking of making some new food and sending some to the cubs, but as you can see, I have a patient to take care of here. I really don't have the energy."

Shu Lin also noticed her tiredness. "Okay, I'll take it. Don't get too tired. Don't cook dinner. I'll have someone bring it to you later."

As soon as Shulin left, the little guy's cry came from the bedroom: "Xinxin, brother is on fire."