hello mr darcy

In such an era, even with the care of a doctor, high fever caused by inflammation is an extremely difficult thing.

Let alone now!

Lydia looked at the plant in her hand in great embarrassment. There were only a few small pale yellow flowers. Compared with those anti-inflammatory drugs of later generations, it was a comparison like a fairy tale.

"What should I do?" Lydia panicked, which was rare.With one hand, he tried Darcy's forehead from time to time, and was frightened back by his high temperature.

Seeing that Darcy's eyes were a little absent-minded, and even closed with a bit of sleepiness, Lydia was even more upset and anxious.

At this time, time is life.

Before she had time to think about it, Lydia quickly took two sharper stones and ground the leaves and flowers separately.The emaciated green color was carefully scraped off by Lydia and spread out on the cloth strips.

Holding the cloth with the medicine ready, Lydia looked at Darcy who was sitting by the side.After a long time, he sighed.

"I'm sorry..." Lydia whispered.

Carefully grabbed Darcy's collar button, and gently undid it.Lydia took a few deep breaths before she finally got over the knot and sped up her movements.

Later generations, in the swimming pool, don't they all wear poor clothes.Why now, I have only been in this era for a few years, and I have been assimilated to this point?

Lydia shook her head, and finally dissipated the shyness that came out of nowhere, and quickly unbuttoned Darcy's clothes.

When she went to undress Darcy's arm, Lydia's heart tightened in fright at the dried but still horrifying blood.Looking at Darcy's sleepy face, Lydia bit her lips tightly, and then carefully lifted the cloth cotton that was about to melt into the wound.

No matter how gentle the hands were, the strength at this moment still made Darcy's brows tightly knit in a drowsy sleep.

Lydia's heart trembled, but her hands were very steady.

It seemed as if a few seconds had passed, or a shorter time.The wound finally appeared before Lydia's eyes, such a terrible wound.

Lydia's back was already covered with sweat, and even a drop of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, falling on her eyelids, and the sand itched badly.Lydia didn't even bother to deal with the sweat on her forehead, and stared at Darcy's wound without blinking.

He wiped a little of the medicine in the form of milk with his hands, and gently rubbed it on Darcy's wound.

The cool ointment spreads quickly on the wound.This is bactericidal and anti-inflammatory, so naturally it can't make Darcy more comfortable.On the contrary, during the sterilizing process, the pain almost made the poor man make a sound.

But the pain of high fever made Darcy a little delirious.The difficulty of being exhausted made his voice even weaker.

Lydia watched Darcy's reaction carefully, saw that his brows finally relaxed a little, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning around, he took the prepared cloth strips, and wrapped up the wound very gently.

After all this was done, Lydia realized that her arms had already stiffened under extreme tension.After this relaxation, even the strength to raise his arms is so pitiful.

Lydia sighed before turning to go out.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to hear the sound of a stream not far away.Presumably, the water wasn't very far away.

"I didn't expect that after such a long time, I would still be able to climb trees!" Lydia's skirt had already been torn into a mess, strips of dressing cloth were mostly torn from her petticoat. of.

This trip down the tree was even more horribly messy.

Hastily throwing off the insects that climbed up on the body at no time, the colorful appearance, it is estimated that if it is stung, it will quickly fall down.

Lydia was holding a few leaves tightly with one hand, and the other hand was scratched by the barbs of the tree trunk, leaving some bloodstains.However, this bit of pain is actually no longer in her eyes.

Wrapped it with leaves to look like a simple kettle, filled a big pot of water and went back.

Of course, go all the way, sprinkle all the way.

Fortunately, when we arrived in the cave, there was still more than half of it left, so we mixed it with the ground medicine evenly.Lydia carefully helped Darcy sit up straight, pinched his chin lightly, and slowly fed the medicine along his slightly parted lips.

After sitting down for a while, Lydia finally relaxed.The whole person was limp, lying on the other side of the cave, so tired that he didn't want to move at all.

The pain in her ankle prevented Lydia from fully enjoying even this moment of rest.

She groaned helplessly, then sat up, took Darcy's remaining medicine, and wrapped her ankles up.

When the knot was tied tightly, Lydia couldn't help but cry out for that moment of piercing pain.But still under her suppression, her voice became fragmented.

"Just a little rest, just a little..." Lydia said to herself, "and then I'll get dinner and water."

She was so sleepy that she was paralyzed.It's almost like falling into a deep sleep the next moment.

Lydia thought that she would fall asleep in one breath.However, after she really closed her eyes, she realized that her body would always be more vigilant than her will.

In such a terrifying cave, even if she wanted to, the vigilance of biological instinct would make her sleep extremely lightly.

When I opened my eyes again, it was only a short while.

Not even the position of the sun changed much when Lydia poked her head out of the cave.

"So, it's only been a while!" Lydia sighed softly.

She turned around and looked at Darcy, who was still in a coma, and finally found her strength again.Taking the kettle I just made, I went out again.

Of course, Darcy's gun was also taken away.

Hunting is not easy.Especially for a hunter like Lydia who was already extremely tired.

However, if you have a gun in your hand, the story may be very different.

"Bang" and "bang", Lydia was carrying a hare and a heavy kettle.Walking slowly, the pain in my ankle trembled, and it hurt my heart.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Darcy!" Lydia tried Darcy's forehead, but her heart sank due to the ineffective heat.

His eyes involuntarily fell on the water beside him, and his eyes were a little tangled.

After carefully changing the medicine on the wound, Lydia finally cheered up and dipped a cloth in ice water.

Taking a deep breath, Lydia silently apologized in her heart, but her hands finally moved.

The cold water brushed over the hot body, taking away much of the heat.I re-dipped the ice water over and over again, and then went to wipe myself.

Physical cooling is always the last resort when you have a high fever.

For Lydia and Darcy at this time, it is the last hope.

All afternoon, the sun was about to sink.Lydia has gone out to change the water two or three times, and she dare not relax at all.

The cold cloth strips took away the temperature of the high fever every time, and Darcy, who was exhausted and uncomfortable by the heat, finally relaxed his brows very slowly.

"The fever is finally gone." Lydia touched Darcy's forehead, the same temperature as hers, which finally made her feel relieved.

The whole person sat paralyzed beside Darcy, leaning against the rock in an extremely indecent posture.

"It's exhausting!" Lydia sighed, completely disregarding her appearance.At this moment, if she could have a soft bed, she might be able to feel every cell in her body completely limp.

The bonfire finally ignited on the collected dry wood, bringing warmth, dispelling the unique coldness in the valley in the evening.At the same time, the light of the flame drove away the malicious animals outside.

"Lydia?" Darcy's voice suddenly sounded, and Lydia, who was busy roasting hares, thought she was hallucinating.

She turned her head, a little dazed: "Mr. Darcy?"

There were still a few smears of soot on the girl's forehead, probably accidentally got on it when she tried to light the bonfire just now.There was no mirror in this place either, so Lydia was completely unaware of it.

However, she felt that she might be in a terrible embarrassment at this time, and she probably couldn't see where she was going.

However, Lydia forgot, there is a saying called: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Darcy looked at the girl with very clear eyes.Under the light of the flame, it seemed to be shining brightly.Lydia's expression was extremely innocent, even a little dazed, which was even more adorable.

All of this warmed Darcy's heart.

Maybe it was because he fell asleep for a whole day, and he was fed a lot of medicine and fruit.At this time, Darcy's body still had some strength.

He sat up, was about to stand up, and walked towards the girl.But after moving a bit, it stopped halfway, and there was a rare embarrassment on his face.

Darcy lowered his head in surprise and looked at his clothes.

It's not as tight as he remembers, it's extremely rigorous.At this moment, the clothes were only covering his body, except for a close-fitting shirt, the rest was only roughly covering his body.

Even the well-informed Mr. Darcy couldn't help but froze in place at this moment.

Lydia looked up and saw Darcy's face like this, and she understood: "When I gave you medicine and fever, I acted in a hurry. I hope you don't mind."

Medication?Fever?

Darcy is not a medical idiot, and he knows a little bit about first aid knowledge.

Just recalling those knowledge for a while, unexpectedly made his breathing quicken.Unknowingly, his face was stained with a blush, and even his ears were red.

Fortunately, the flames in the cave were not well lit, so Darcy escaped.

"Why don't you come over?" Lydia asked, "This rabbit should have been roasted."

The author has something to say: the emotional line is about to make great progress~~~