Hong Dashou felt that his throat was very itchy, a little dry and astringent, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He turned over and saw that the Han brothers next door were snoring up and down, and they were happy.

The quilt was still warm. Although the old quilt was stained with moisture and a little heavy, it at least had a good thermal insulation effect. Hong Dashou wanted to drink water but didn't want to get out of the quilt. After struggling for a while, he gritted his teeth and crawled out.

He wrapped his cotton robe around his body and gently opened the door, fearing to wake up the two who were still sleeping. He crept out quietly, almost touching his feet.

In the middle of the night in this era, there is not a trace of light, and it is so dark that you can't see your fingers. There is no light at all in the village. Candles, lamp oil, etc. are too expensive for the people who have been affected by the disaster.

There was no light in the wild shop. The four rooms in a row were all dark, and the houses on the other two sides were also very quiet. Except for the occasional two cries of old birds and the faint sound coming from the door. Despite the sound of snoring, it was really quiet everywhere.

Hong Dashou didn’t want to bother the store owner. He probably remembered the location of the kitchen, and there must be a water tank in it. The drought has been severe recently, and it was difficult to get water. The remaining snow on the ground was of little help. The store owner had to carry a load early every morning. Climb up the mountain and fetch water from the spring in the mountain.

Opening such a wild shop is really just a matter of earning hard-earned money and making a living, and the life is no better than that of ordinary people.

Holding on to the wall, Hong Dashou, who was slightly night-blind, finally touched the stove in the kitchen. The stove in the kitchen, which had been burning for a day, had already become completely cold, and even a few sparks could not be seen.

Hong Dashou shuddered and shook. There were two large water tanks in the kitchen. There should be gourds and gourds inside. You couldn't drink the water with your bare hands. The water had been picked out with so much hard work. Don't get it dirty. it.

There was no cover on the water tank, and the two gourd gourds floated quietly on the water. One tank was empty, and the other only had half a tank of water. Hong Dashou scooped up a gourd and drank it in big gulps. Although the water was cold It was cold, but the water poured into the throat, which made the dry and astringent throat feel much better.

One scoop was not enough, so Hong Dashou took another scoop. After drinking it, he felt much better.

I don't know whether it was because the water was too cold or it was too freezing outside. Hong Dashou sniffed and sneezed violently. Fortunately, he held the wall of the water tank with both hands and did not fall, but this As soon as I lowered my head, all the water from my nose flowed into the tank.

Hong Dashou blew his nose with his fingers, feeling a little embarrassed. What if someone else came to drink?

Forget it, let's pretend it never happened. You can't pour out half the tank of water. Even if you boil it and use it to wash your feet, you won't be willing to pour it out.

Feeling the darkness again, Hong Dashou returned to the house. His head felt a little heavy, and he felt that there might be another gust of night wind. Fortunately, the bed was still warm, and his body had already been cooled by the wind after he had been out for a while. He was breathing like crazy under the bed. hot.

He curled up his legs and hunched over his body, temporarily turning to his side. Hong Dashou wanted to warm up his body quickly, otherwise he would definitely not be able to sleep in such a cold weather.

It was dark in the room and he couldn't see anything clearly. Hong Dashou just stared in a daze. He didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, air-conditioning would enter the bed. He had to wrap the quilt tightly around his neck, leaving only his head exposed. outside.

This look is very similar to how Hong Dashou spent the winter in Jiangnan before he traveled through time. There was no heating. As a wage earner, he was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner. The bed with thick mattress was covered with velvet sheets and covered with two thick sheets. The quilt is still as cold as a fool.

Drowsily, he finally managed to straighten his legs. Hong Dashou felt that he was still sweating.

Thinking about why he had such an uneasy sleep that night, Hong Dashou reluctantly stretched out his hand from the bed and touched his back. As expected, there were fine beads of sweat on his back. He touched his forehead again, and there were actually

Same. Not only was he sweating, but his forehead was actually a little hot.

"Got a cold?"

Hong Dashou was a little panicked for no reason. Modern colds are naturally a big deal, but ancient colds? In "Dream of Red Mansions", Wang Ziteng, the governor of the Nine Borders, and the cabinet bachelor, one person is less than ten thousand people, and a cold passes.

, dead!

The body that was already sweating started to sweat even more for no reason. But this time it was a cold sweat. Not only was it sweating, but the whole body also felt like shivers. It’s not like you can catch a cold so easily. Hong Dashou’s body is always cold.

Exercise is very healthy.

Tell yourself to calm down. What is this Banlangen thing made of? Hong Dashou has read so many ASXS novels before time travel, and there must be an impression in his mind. Think about it quickly, think about it quickly.

But he was a quick-thinking person, and suddenly he turned around and thought of a certain novel where the male protagonist was not a soul traveler, but was wearing an ancient costume. Good guy, there was a guy in the comments who looked up and said, The virus on his body is guaranteed to be better than the "Spanish Flu"

It’s so powerful that at least half of the country, or even more, must die before there are antibodies.

Yes! Viruses have been constantly evolving over these millions of years.

In other words, if the body in the future will have antibodies to future viruses, the body in the present will also have antibodies to the cold viruses in the present.

Suddenly enlightened and having figured it out, Hong Dashou felt relieved. Tomorrow, he asked the store to get two pieces of cold medicine, boil it and drink it hot before sweating, and the cold would be cured.

No big deal!

Suddenly, there was another benefit. Hong Dashou warmed up the bed completely, lay down happily, closed his eyes, and fell asleep not long after.

The next day, Hong Dashou woke up a little late. He spent a lot of time last night and didn't sleep well. Even when he woke up, he felt tired and sleepy.

The Han brothers still had their baggage, but they were gone. They probably went out to have breakfast and wash up.

I shook my head vigorously, but I felt even more groggy. Although I was sure that I just had a common cold last night, the saying that illnesses come like a mountain is true. I really need to take a good rest these two days.

I don’t know if medicine can be found in such a small village, and if there are any good doctors. Not to mention a quack doctor who treated Wang Ziteng’s cold. After taking two patches of medicine, he died.

I wanted to call someone, so I opened my mouth, but my throat felt even more uncomfortable. It seemed to be swollen, and I couldn't speak loudly.

He reluctantly got up and opened the door. Hong Dashou asked the store owner to grab two pieces of medicine for him. It happened that the Han brothers came back. When they saw Hong Dashou's sick appearance, they hurried over and helped him into the house.

Both of them are enthusiastic people. When they heard that Hong Dashou was infected with cold, he wanted to grab two pieces of cold medicine. Without saying a word, they immediately took care of him. His brother Han Sanshi didn't even ask Hong Dashou for money and went out directly.

Go to the pharmacy.
Chapter completed!