Anyway, I was waiting for instant noodles and had nothing to do, so Han Qi just wanted to chat with this big brother.
Don't be afraid to speak when you're out and about.
Han Qi didn't quite understand this principle before. He learned it from Wang Zheng, the owner of a musical instrument shop, when he was working as an entertainer in Chengdu. That is to say, there is a language barrier in Tibet. Otherwise, Han Qi felt that he could live in a Tibetan home like Li Xiaochuan.
in.
"Brother, where are you from?"
The eldest brother raised his head and glanced at Han Qi, his dark face full of vicissitudes of life.
"Zhengzhou, Central Plains, ready to go to Lhasa."
"How many days did it take to get all the way here?"
"It's been more than 280 days, right?"
"Fuck!"
Tactical fallback.
Han Qi was mentally prepared. Really, he knew that cycling was different from hiking. Just like the previous 72 turns, it might only take two hours to ride from the slope to the riverside, but it might only take two hours to hike.
It takes a whole day to get there, and even one day is not enough.
Therefore, you need to bring a lot of things with you when hiking, including food, water, tents, and even a small generator.
But more than two hundred days...fuck, this is outrageous.
"Brother, you are a bit too harsh. I see you have a mobile phone holder in your car. Are you doing live broadcasts?"
"Let's do it, why don't we do it, but it can't be done today. It hasn't been broadcast all day. The mobile phone signal here is too poor."
Also, the signal in this place is very poor, and Han Qi only has two bars of signal.
At this time, the water boiled, and the boss came over to rinse the two bowls of instant noodles in front of Han Qi. When she smiled, she showed her white teeth... Her teeth were a bit buckled, but her smile was cheerful, not ugly, and even a little cute.
It took a lot of effort for Han Qi to understand what she said: "The water is boiling."
Zhang Shuhao also came over at this time, gasping for air when he got off the car. Han Qi looked at him for a long time and wanted to know where he was injured, but no matter how he looked at it, he only felt that he was weak and there was no big problem in walking or anything else.
Really too tired?
But I had just rested before crossing the bridge, and there was no uphill climb on the way, so how could I be tired?
Han Qi pushed a bucket of instant noodles over and said, "Eat something first."
"Thanks."
"Hey, why are you so polite... Hey, I haven't finished soaking yet."
The hiking brother had finished eating and had enough rest. He was ready to leave. Han Qi took a photo with him here... He still didn't know much about photography, but he took so many mobile phone photos along the way. How to express the content
I also got a little bit of experience.
In fact, if I had known I was coming to Tibet this time, I should have chosen media or photographer as my initial career.
But where can you regret taking medicine in life? Just choose it. You can always learn photography in the future. If you really can’t acquire relevant skills, just sign up for a training class.
Speaking of the lottery, it will be one month in ten days. Judging from the distance, he will have arrived in Lhasa by the time he reaches one month. Han Qi is more concerned about whether he can reach Lhasa before his birthday or on his birthday.
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Or climb a 4,000-meter or 5,000-meter snow-capped mountain on your birthday.
In short, it must be special.
He hasn't had a birthday in ten years, and he hasn't eaten his birthday cake since graduating from elementary school, so Han Qi doesn't expect anything delicious on his birthday. He just feels that starting from the age of 21 this year, his
Every birthday must be meaningful.
On my 21st birthday, I rode from Lijiang to Lhasa.
I believe that no matter what age you are in the future, whenever you see a photo of yourself on this road, you will always remember that you were 21 years old at that time, in your prime, and with great talent.
The road to Basu from here is very easy and flat all the way.
Even the uphill slope is a very gentle one, and you can drive directly there without even changing to the hill gear.
When he went to stay in Basu in the evening, Han Qi originally wanted to find a cheap hotel, but while looking for a hotel, Zhang Shuhao suddenly leaned back and fell down. Fortunately, he was wearing a helmet and had thick clothes, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.
It would give him a bloody head.
Han Qi panicked, went over to help him up, started to pinch Renzhong, and touched his head with his left hand.
Got a fever.
No wonder!
Damn it, why didn’t you tell me?
The fever was so hot that the temperature must not be low. Han Qi quickly called to call an ambulance, but at this time Zhang Shuhao woke up. He held Han Qi's hand that made the call and pointed to a pharmacy nearby...
Well, let's check it out at the pharmacy.
In fact, people in the pharmacy had already come out to watch the fun at this time. There was a doctor wearing black-rimmed glasses who seemed to be from the mainland. In addition, there was also a sturdy nurse. The two of them looked at it with interest.
Looking at Zhang Shuhao who fainted on the ground.
As for why he didn't say anything and asked Han Qi to send the patient to his pharmacy?
It is better to do less than to do more.
There is nothing wrong with treating colds and other colds at my pharmacy, but you fainted and it looked more serious, so the doctor didn't dare to give a guarantee. And he also saw Han Qi preparing to call 120, so he
I feel more reassured.
Han Qi helped Zhang Shuhao wake up and walked into the pharmacy. The doctor sighed, adjusted his glasses and followed in.
After ten minutes of intense and meticulous monitoring, the final diagnosis was... high fever plus high fever.
Han Qi couldn't bear it, his big and bright eyes were blurred into gaps: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a miracle, why are there so many miracles today."
He originally wanted to complain about Zhang Shuhao for being so careless and riding dozens of kilometers with him from Bangda to Basu without even mentioning that he was sick. But when the doctor heard what Han Qi said, he asked curiously: "What are you doing today?"
What's wrong?"
The doctor was very young, and Han Qi also chatted with him for a few words when he examined Zhang Shuhao, which was quite interesting.
"Today I met a man who has been hiking for more than 200 days. I was shocked... and this guy survived from Turn 72 despite high fever and high fever. Damn it, this is really a miracle."
The doctor was also shocked.
"You rode here from Bonda?"
"yes."
The doctor began to tell the story about the car accident at Turn 72. Zhang Shuhao felt more and more uncomfortable as he listened. His face was a little red, but now it was dark and he had a fever that he couldn't even tell.
He just didn't want to drag Han Qi down, so he didn't think too much when he got up in the morning.
And he didn't feel there was anything wrong with him at that time, he was just a little dizzy.
Zhang Shuhao suddenly thought of a question, raised his head and asked the doctor: "Doctor, can we leave tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow? Are you going to die?" The doctor looked at their equipment, thought for a while and said, "If you can't do it tomorrow, you have to stay during the day and let me check the situation. If everything is fine, you can continue riding the bike the day after tomorrow at the earliest. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you are alive or not.
It’s best to slow down when you get sick. It’s not easy to ride a bicycle on the Sichuan-Tibet Line in the rainy season.”
The day after tomorrow?
Han Qi frowned.
He didn't think about this problem, or he hadn't thought about it yet.
Can I reach Lhasa on my birthday if I leave the day after tomorrow? It seems not possible. It will take at least six days to ride from here to Lhasa at the speed of two people. Han Qi calculated it before and found that six days is just right if nothing happens.
But who knew there would be an accident that day and it would have to be delayed for at least one day.
