Yan Luyi sighed. Thinking about Guo Jiu's reliability, professionalism, and mysophobia, if there is a problem, it shouldn't be with him. He said, "But now we can only find him. Let Liu Chengfeng handle the situation."
Tell him, maybe he can have some special medicine to save Yan Yue."
As she spoke, she started shouting: "Liu Chengfeng!"
Meng Zetian said: "He is not here."
Yan Luyi said: "What if you feel wrong? I'll try shouting again. Liu Chengfeng! Liu Chengfeng!"
Really no one answered.
He really can't be counted on. Yan Luyi immediately thought that if he could contact Lu Zi, he could also indirectly find Guo Jiu. Even if Liu Chengfeng didn't deliver the medicine, it would be good to let him make some useful suggestions, so he put his hands
Raise your temples on both sides and shout with all your strength: "Lu Zi Lu Zi Lu Zi Lu Zi!"
But after she called for a long time, there was no sign of being able to get in touch with Lu Zi. On the contrary, the team doctors were so disturbed by her noise that they politely asked Mo Li to pull her out of the tent.
Yan Luyi found a corner where there was less noise and continued shouting. Mo Li originally brought a bottle of water to accompany him, but Yan Luyi pushed him back and said, "Hurry up and use cold water to help cool down."
Mo Li had no choice but to go back. Yan Luyi stayed in this small corner, shouting until his voice became hoarse. Knowing that he probably couldn't contact Lu Zi, he could only give up and returned to the tent, asking from time to time: "
How many degrees is it?”
At this moment, Mo Li and the three team doctors went into battle and continued physical cooling. Meng Zetian used ancient methods to massage his meridians and acupuncture points to relieve the fever. However, Yan Yue's fever was still severe, and it slowly rose from 40 degrees to nearly 42 degrees.
Ishida Matagi also entered the tent and asked about the situation from time to time. In the end, Yan Luyi was so frightened that he cried and did not dare to listen anymore. He grabbed Ishida Mataki and refused to allow him to ask. But this was just a false comfort, which he knew clearly.
Yan Yue would definitely die if he continued to burn like this, but he had no choice but to stare with tears in his eyes. He couldn't help but want to scold Liu Chengfeng, but he was afraid of disturbing the doctors.
The passage of time at this moment felt extremely long. I really don't know how long it had passed, but Yan Yue suddenly moved.
Yan Luyi thought he was about to wake up, and was immediately overjoyed. He had a feeling of being saved from a desperate situation. He wanted to go over, hug him and cry, saying that he would never scold him or hit him again. But after taking two steps forward,
However, they saw that Yan Yue did not wake up. Instead, he began to cough, and a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth due to the coughing action.
Yan Luyi was really shocked at this moment, but he saw that the three team doctors stopped what they were doing and said, "I'm dying."
Yan Luyi cried and cursed: "I don't care, if you don't save me, I will..."
Meng Zetian put down the towel in his hand, covered her mouth, dragged her outside the tent, and said: "Don't look back!"
He was always out of shape, and the voice he spoke at this moment was actually extremely miserable. Yan Luyi burst into tears, and his strength immediately gave out, and he allowed him to carry him out of the tent. But the two of them opened the tent curtain, and saw
The old godmother-like Dr. Wu is waiting outside the door.
Yan Luyi's mouth was covered, and he muttered: "Get out! I'll poke your eyes out again. Even if he dies, I won't let him be your experimental subject. If you don't insist on doing it,
If you drag him into human experiments, he won’t be like this now!”
She was so sad at the moment that she completely forgot that Yan Yue came to the door on his own initiative. She waved her fists and wanted to rush forward and hit someone. Fortunately, it was Meng Zetian who was holding her now and not Mo Li, otherwise she would not be able to stop her, and he would be killed in a few minutes.
Take human life.
Dr. Wu's face turned dark after she scolded him, and he spoke coldly, "I'm here to save him."
Yan Luyi was stunned immediately.
But I heard Meng Zetian say from the side: "How to save him?"
Dr. Wu stretched her hand forward. What she was holding was a dark green injection. Meng Zetian let go of Yan Luyi and took the injection with both hands. The female expert said: "I don't know whether this thing is easy to use or not.
Dare I say, if he dies, don’t blame me."
Meng Zetian said: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can do anything to you. I've offended you a lot in the past, I'm really sorry."
Dr. Wu snorted coldly and said: "No matter whether it is useful or not, you have to give me the rest of your otherworldly medicines. You are a great master, and you can do it with a small amount of money and a promise, right?"
Of course Meng Zetian couldn't bargain with her at this moment, so he could only say: "Okay, okay, give it."
As he spoke, he took the potion and returned to the tent. Yan Luyi hurriedly followed, and saw that Yan Yue's upper body was being lifted up, his whole body was twitching, and he was vomiting blood all over the floor. She took a look
Trembling with fear, he went over and hugged Mo Li's arm.
Meng Zetian handed the injection to the team doctor. The team doctor looked like a dead horse. He took Yan Yue's arm and injected him. But before the injection, he could still cough.
The whole person was motionless.
Yan Luyi stared blankly for a few seconds, hoping that he would slow down and start breathing normally, but there was no movement in his body. A doctor put his hand on his heart, his expression darkened, and said: "This... this
I’m afraid it’s true…”
Yan Luyi felt that his whole body was being thrown into the ice water and was soaked. He cursed: "Fuck!" He turned quickly and rushed outside the tent to kill people. Meng Zetian grabbed him, and Yan Luyi shook his hands desperately, trying to pull him away.
He threw it away and shouted: "Let me go!"
Meng Zetian said: "Don't be impulsive. He still has a heartbeat. It's just that you can't feel it very well."
Yan Luyi slowly turned around and came back. Meng Zetian let go of her, put his hand on Yan Yue's pulse gate for a moment, and said: "The pulse is gradually stabilizing. This medicine is effective. If you continue to lower the temperature, you should be able to recover."
He spoke in a steady tone, and Yan Luyi felt inexplicably relieved when he listened. She was once so sad and happy that she couldn't bear it anymore. Now her nerves were released, and she felt dizzy and wanted to fall over. Mo Li came over and hugged her, gently
He patted her gently and coaxed: "Don't panic, don't panic, it will definitely be fine."
Yan Luyi nodded vigorously, leaned into his arms, and burst into tears.
Mo Li was also covered in cold sweat. He helped her to a corner of the tent and sat down. Ishida Matagi also sat over and took out a tissue and handed it to him. He continued to wait. Yan Luyi listened to the doctors reporting their body temperatures from time to time.
Although the decline was very slow, it was a downward trend after all. I gradually stopped crying and just waited, secretly swearing that I would treat Yan Yue well when he woke up.
Meng Zetian also walked back from the rescue bed, rubbed Yan Luyi's hair and said, "It'll be okay."
The four of them stared here for a long time, watching his breathing gradually stabilize from weak. The team doctor collected a physical cooling tool and announced after a while that although his body temperature was still a little high, it should return to normal soon.