Madam is right

Chapter 492 072. A good spirit is not a bad spirit

Zhao Mo's body temperature was still astonishingly high, and Mo Zhichu asked him again: "Do you still feel cold?"

In fact, Zhao Mo didn't feel so cold now, but he was afraid that if he told the truth, Mo Zhichu would not stay in his arms anymore, so he pretended to be weak and nodded, and said weakly: "Cold..."

Mo Zhichu moved a little closer to Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo has never felt so satisfied.

Seeing that Zhao Mo was still conscious, Mo Zhichu coaxed him: "You have a high fever now, sleep well, and you'll be fine when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Zhao Mo nodded with his eyes closed, and fell asleep not long after.

Mo Zhichu saw that Zhao Mo seemed to be asleep, so he was about to go out and get some water for him to drink, but when he moved a little, Zhao Mo's arms tightened even more.

I don't know if this person is really sick or just pretending.

In the middle of the night, Mo Zhichu finally got out of Zhao Mo's arms.

The coat that was baked in front of the fire earlier was almost dry, so Mo Zhichu took off all the clothes and covered Zhao Mo.

Picking up Zhao Mo's coat, Mo Zhichu discovered that the upper back of his coat had been scratched long ago, not only that, there were also small balls from the friction of the fabric.

Mo Zhichu carefully covered Zhao Mo with his clothes, and went out to fetch water.

The whole night, Mo Zhichu didn't sleep for a moment. He went to check Zhao Mo's body temperature, and then fed him some water. The herbal medicine on his back fell off, and she was going to reapply it for him.

But even so, Mo Zhichu was still very worried.

Now that there is a flood in the south of the Yangtze River, the water in the Ying River is not clean, but Zhao Mo still fell into the river with scars all over his body. She was really afraid that if there were some bad bacteria in the water, Zhao Mo's wound would be infected.

So she didn't dare to relax all night.

But some things are like this, good spirits do not work bad spirits.

Mo Zhichu originally thought that Zhao Mo's high fever last night was due to the wind and cold, but until the sun was high the next day, Zhao Mo's condition was still not good.

Mo Zhichu knew that there must be something wrong with Zhao Mo's wound.

Although he was forced by Song He to learn some medical knowledge when he was in Weihuying, but now Mo Zhichu found the medicinal materials, but he couldn't make the medicine, and Mo Zhichu was really anxious for a while.

They can't stay here anymore, if they stay any longer, it's no different from waiting to die.

Mo Zhichuli hurriedly ran out, weaved a simple stretcher out of branches and thin rattan, and dragged Zhao Mo, who was in a coma, along the way.

Right now Zhao Mo is really in a coma, he has no sense of the surrounding area, even if Mo Zhichu called him, he couldn't hear him.

In the Jiangnan region, most villages are built near water. There is a stream not far from the cave they stayed in last night. If you walk along the stream, you will definitely find the village.

After the heavy rain, the woods were extremely muddy, and because the soil was soaked, the rocks in the ground were exposed. Mo Zhichu dragged a stretcher, and it was really difficult to walk along the way.

The stretcher was often stuck due to stones on the road, so Mo Zhichu could only lift the stretcher and continue walking.

After walking along the stream for a while, we came to a place where we could see the Ying River again.

Mo Zhichu didn't want to stay for a moment, she was afraid that she would make an irreparable mistake because she was delayed for a while.

The Yinghe River was still rushing, but Mo Zhichu looked at the Yinghe River like this, but hated the assassin that day in his heart.

(End of this chapter)