Chapter 23 Lin Xing Has Heatstroke
Jiang Xuyan coughed twice: "Qingyou, you seem to be scared."
What responded to him was the kitten's contemptuous gaze.
How could he be frightened by Song Qingyou's look?
Nonsense!
Jiang Xuyan scratched his head: "I always feel that this cat hates me very much."
Yu Muhuai: "Teacher Jiang can remove the 'always feel'."
"Oh, I really like Zhizhi." Jiang Xuyan sighed, "Qingyou, do you think that if I buy a box of high-end cat food for Zhizhi after I go back, will he be more pleasing to my eyes?"
"That's the time to ask Zhizhi." Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows.
At this moment, Zhi Zhi was sitting upright, and whenever Jiang Xuyan had the tendency to approach, he looked up, and the meaning in his eyes was translated as: 'Stupid human beings, don't come near me'!
It is obviously a small one, and it has to hold its head up when looking at people, but it just gives people a condescending feeling.
Song Qingyou smiled: "It seems that Brother Jiang has no chance."
Jiang Xuyan: "It doesn't matter, Zhizhi is a boy, right? I will raise a female cat when I go back, maybe Zhizhi will get close to me!"
Words are full of determination.
"It's not easy for Teacher Jiang to come up with such a method." Yu Muhuai complained.
Several people burst into laughter.
Even Zhao Yingnan laughed.
Lin Xing glared at her, then raised his head to look at the sun above his head, almost vomited to death.
"Compared to this, shouldn't we go chop bamboo?" Yu Muhuai reminded.
He doesn't seem to like cats very much, and every time he mentions about squeaking, he doesn't talk much.
Jiang Xuyan nodded cooperatively: "I hope this task can be completed today."
"Then I'll go find viscous loess."
Song Qingyou had already mentioned her plan to build a bamboo house, and of course the two of them had no problem.
Mix sticky loess and hay with water, and then use it with bamboo, which will make the bamboo house stronger.
Song Qingyou just took a step when she found that her trouser legs were being pulled by her cat.
"Almost forgot you were there." She habitually picked up the cat.
But this time Zhizhi is not as obedient as usual.
Perhaps it was because his leg was already healed. As soon as Song Qingyou hugged him, he kept struggling.
Song Qingyou pondered for a while, and it took a while to realize that her cat didn't need to be hugged.
"Then you have to follow me closely."
Most cats don’t move as long as they can, because they are too lazy.
Unexpectedly, Zhizhi is very diligent!
Song Qingyou: "As expected of my cat!"
Jiang Zhihan was suddenly praised, and he was completely at a loss.
One person and one cat searched for suitable soil near the shelter and bamboo forest.
Song Qingyou bent down from time to time to pick some weeds.
Because of curiosity, Jiang Zhihan always leaned over to stare.
"If you look at it so seriously, you can't learn it!"
Song Qingyou smiled, picked a small pink wild flower casually, circled the flower stem into a ring, and put it on the cat's ear.
"Squeaky is beautiful."
You are beautiful!
Jiang Zhihan was so disgusted, he tilted his head and desperately pulled the flowers on his ears, and almost fell down several times.
Song Qingyou saw his naive appearance, and laughed muffledly: "It would be great if I had a mobile phone, I will definitely record your current appearance."
Still want to record it? Impossible!
Jiang Zhihan tried his best to peel off the flower on his ear, and patted Song Qingyou with his paw, trying to let this woman know that he hated this kind of stuff.
It's a pity that Song Qingyou pretended not to know, and teased it seriously: "It turns out that Zhizhi doesn't like pink flowers, how about blue ones?"
As he spoke, he deliberately took a blue wild flower and dangled it in front of Zhizhi.
Jiang Zhihan was out of breath, and unconsciously flicked his tail.
Song Qingyou suppressed a smile: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I won't wear flowers for you, you look like an airplane ear."
Airplane ears represent an angry cat.
Song Qingyou has never raised a cat before, but she has some common sense.
When Jiang Zhihan calmed down, he realized that he was so angry just now, and he must have been affected by cat instinct again.
If this continues, he won't turn into a cat completely, right?
After getting serious, Song Qingyou walked a lot faster, and occasionally took Zhi Zhi to identify poisonous plants.
There is almost nothing in the jungle that Song Qingyou doesn't know.
Its knowledgeable degree can be seen.
After most of the day, Jiang Zhihan refreshed his understanding of her again.
It was already afternoon when Song Qingyou found suitable soil.
She marked the nearby trees so that she could come to dig the soil next time.
——
the other side.
Because the camera always followed Zhao Yingnan, Zhao Yingnan didn't stop working, so Lin Xing could only bite the bullet and continue.
Looking up at the sun above his head again and again, Lin Xing was absolutely convinced that Song Qingyou was torturing him on purpose, and he felt even more resentful.
She lowered her head and saw her red arm, and then glanced at Jiang Xuyan and Jiang Xuyan who were walking back carrying the bamboo, and suddenly became horrified.
She threw off the shovel with a 'clank', rolled her eyes, and fell straight to the ground.
"Lin Xing?!"
Zhao Yingnan, who was closest to her, yelled in fright, walked quickly to her side, and shook her arm.
"Lin Xing? What's wrong with you, Lin Xing? Don't be scary!"
Zhao Yingnan couldn't wake her up no matter what she called, and she didn't know what to do.
Jiang Xuyan walked over quickly, "What's wrong? What's wrong with Lin Xing?"
"I don't know... She fell down suddenly, suddenly, and she couldn't wake up!"
Zhao Yingnan was in a hurry.
Yu Muhuai squatted down and touched Lin Xing's forehead and arms, "The body temperature is normal, maybe it's just a slight heatstroke."
Of course, it may also be fake.
Yu Muhuai didn't reveal this guess, he didn't want to cause trouble.
"I'll take her to the shade first."
Jiang Xuyan picked up Lin Xing and ran towards the shade of the tree.
[Look at the good things Song Qingyou has done]
[She hates Lin Xing, there is no need to torture people like this]
[Song Qingyou did it on purpose]
[If Lin Xing is a bad person, Song will be a murderer! ]
The voice of crusade against Song Qingyou gradually rose, and there were also many who defended Song Qingyou.
[Zhao Yingnan is fine, why is she the only one who has problems? ]
[Isn’t it a fake? ]
[If your body is so weak, don’t come to the wilderness to survive! ]
[Now you know who is the oil bottle? ]
…
Song Qingyou came back at this critical moment.
As soon as the three of them gathered together, they knew that something might have happened.
She walked over quickly, "What happened?"
Jiang Zhihan also followed behind her, slipping in from the feet of several people.
As soon as he saw Lin Xing leaning against the tree trunk and seemingly unconscious, he knew Song Qingyou was in trouble.
"Lin Xing seems to be suffering from heat stroke, but his body temperature hasn't risen, so he should wake up soon..."
Zhao Yingnan's tone was full of uncertainty.
Song Qingyou didn't ask any more questions, and squatted down to feel Lin Xing's pulse.
Jiang Zhihan had been paying attention to Song Qingyou's expression, and when she saw her raising her eyebrows with a clear expression, she knew that Lin Xing was probably pretending.
People who pretend to be asleep cannot be woken up.
Thinking that the group of people is under the camera now, Song Qingyou probably has no good way to deal with Lin Xing, Jiang Zhihan quietly raised his paw, about to scratch Lin Xing's arm.
If he did it, it doesn't matter...
However, as soon as he raised his claws, Song Qingyou blocked him.
"Zhizhi can't catch people." She raised her lips and smiled, "Even if you are a kitten, you will be drowned by saliva."
After finishing speaking, she turned her head and begged Jiang Xuyan, "Brother Jiang, please bring all the water."
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Yingnan asked.
"Cooling down, of course!"
Before she finished speaking, Song Qingyou suddenly untied Lin Xing's clothes, and pulled off her coat in a blink of an eye.
(end of this chapter)