(The first alliance leader in my life, the author fainted in the toilet... I don’t have much time to write a book during the Chinese New Year these days. I will add three chapters tonight. I will pay for the rest first and make up for it later.
There will be five updates tomorrow morning, which is considered a small burst during the Spring Festival and is not included in the additional updates. Thank you book friends for your support)
It's evening.
The weather is getting hotter and the days are getting longer.
It wasn't until the sun went down that the weather gradually became cooler.
The newly built houses of the Qingque Tribe have been leveled, and it is time to build gables above them.
People in the fields, in houses or by the river took advantage of the coolness to speed up their work, preparing to take advantage of this moment to work harder.
In the cooking cave, there is a curl of smoke rising slowly. The people responsible for cooking are busy here. The alluring aroma of rice rises from here and floats in all directions with the evening breeze.
It brings out the tranquility and warmth of the tribe.
Stacks of clean bowls were placed not far from the cave, and soup in a large basin was brought out.
Along with the shouts of eating, people scattered in and around the courtyard began to gather towards the courtyard.
The second senior brother, who had been sleeping against the wall for a while, also pressed his hands against the wall and got up, walking toward the dining area with some difficulty.
Dinner is soup, there are two kinds, one is fish soup, the other is rabbit soup.
There are some small rapeseed and other wild vegetables inside.
The few people in the tribe who often cook have received Han Cheng's true instructions, and the soup they cook is very delicious.
After everyone filled the soup in order, they scattered around and ate.
The second senior brother also held a bowl and ate as much as he could
A primitive man who cannot eat is not a good primitive man. Even though he has little appetite, he still forces himself to eat a lot.
There are no lights at night, so usually dinner is ready and eaten before dark.
That's when things happened.
"Bah!"
"Plop!"
Han Cheng put down the empty rice bowl and prepared to leave with Bai Xuemei, who had also finished her meal.
Just after taking two steps, there was suddenly such a sound.
Han Cheng was startled and hurriedly followed the sound, only to see a mess not far away.
The pottery bowl fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. The soup contained in it was scattered all over the floor and was steaming.
There was a man lying next to the broken bowl of miserable soup.
Seeing this scene, Han Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
After finishing the Xin Dao game, I thought that the second senior brother could survive for a while, but I didn’t expect that he would die now!
With this thought in mind, he pushed Bai Xuemei aside, let go of her and ran there.
While running, Han Cheng was suddenly startled because his second senior brother was also coming over here carrying a bowl.
Not the second senior brother?
Who is that?
Han Cheng was hesitating in his heart, but without stopping, he was already in front of the man who fell on the ground.
He and others turned the fallen guy over, and then he recognized who he was.
It was none other than Liang who was brought into the pit by Han Cheng and inspired to become a Shennong!
It was not completely dark at this time, and in the evening light you could see that the bright face was a little purple.
The lips are also a little dark.
His body was shaking all the time.
This is poisoning!
I often walk by the river, but how can my shoes not get wet? I am getting more and more courageous, and I often taste the bright grass, and I also fell victim to it today.
"Stop eating!"
Han Cheng's first reaction was to taste the herbs and get poisoned. Then he realized that there were wild vegetables in the soup tonight, so don't be killed!
He immediately shouted out to stop everyone and asked everyone to check each other to see if anyone was unusual.
At the same time, he also asked someone to help him and quickly straightened Liang's body.
Lift your neck and open your airway.
After thinking about it, I asked someone to quickly go to the cesspit behind the toilet and scoop out a big excrement spoon.
Life-saving is the most important thing, and I can't think too much about it at this time.
Tietou took the order and rushed away. At this time, Han Cheng also received reports from everyone, saying that no one was abnormal.
Han Cheng felt himself carefully and found that there was no discomfort, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s okay if it’s not collective food poisoning, it’s okay if it’s not collective food poisoning!
Seeing that Tietou hadn't come over yet, Han Cheng asked someone to carry Liang and run toward the toilet. The race against time at this time was a life-threatening situation.
"I'm coming!"
Tietou shouted, and Han Cheng asked someone to put Liang down. After putting it down, Tietou also arrived.
"Drink it up for him!"
Han Cheng said without hesitation.
Tietou and the people around him were stunned.
What?
Drink this thing down?
"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up!"
"profound!"
The stunned Tietou responded, tilted the dung ladle, pointed it at Liang's mouth and drank it down.
It's just that Liang is unconscious at the moment and can't drink it.
Han Cheng was so anxious that he called someone to pry Liang's mouth open.
Before senior brother and the others could take action, Liang himself had already woken up.
He was still a little confused when he just woke up. He saw the excrement scoop placed not far from his head and reached out to touch his face. When he realized something, he instantly vomited out all the bile.
"Son of God?"
The iron head holding the excrement ladle asked loudly, as if he wanted to continue pouring it.
Han Cheng retched, hurriedly waved his hand to ask Tietou to get Xiang away quickly, and asked someone to get some water, so that Liang drank desperately.
After drinking to his full capacity, I asked him to vomit out the water he drank in his stomach, but he couldn't vomit it out.
Han Cheng shouted, and Tietou, who had not gone far, came back with something full of flavor.
Seeing the murderous weapon, Liang immediately vomited.
"God...Son of God..."
Liang shouted weakly, looking at the water in the jar in front of him, he really couldn't swallow it.
He has drunk and vomited four times.
"No, you have to drink it. If you don't drink it, you will be poisoned to death!"
Han Cheng put on a straight face and said extremely sternly.
At this time, there was no clever way to do anything but perform gastric lavage on Liang.
I hope he didn't eat those things for a long time and could use this method to save his life.
Liang's heart trembled, but he was still half full of water.
Tietou was already very proficient in his business. After seeing Liang Jiang drink it, he did not vomit immediately, but immediately shook the excrement scoop in his hand in front of Liang...
"Ugh~"
After washing it eight times in a row, for Liang, the torture-like torture was finally over.
Pale-faced, water-stained and extremely weak, he was carried into the room. After a while, he closed his eyes...
Han Cheng let go of his wrist and let out a long breath.
This guy Liang is asleep.
He just looked ugly and cruel.
Han Chengshou stayed by his side and did not leave. Whether this guy can survive depends on whether he can survive the night.
"Ugh~"
Not long after he fell asleep, Liang lay down on the bed again and vomited. There was nothing except some bile.
After vomiting, he shivered, curled up into a ball, and kept complaining that his stomach hurt.
Han Cheng asked someone to get a large bowl of warm water, lifted Liang up and let him drink it.
Strive to expel toxins from the body through internal circulation.
Apart from that, there is nothing else I can think of, I can only comfort him and encourage him from the sidelines...
