Chapter 77 Lie listlessly on the bed
Li Mackerel helped Feng Qingcheng to the side of a big tree, observed that there was no danger in the surrounding area, and looked around for a cave where the two of them could shelter.

Li mackerel walked forward for a distance of several thousand meters, and finally found a cave covered with moss, with a large space inside and not many mosquitoes. She made a mark here, and then hurriedly walked towards Feng He rushed over to the place where Qingcheng was. He had spent three days alone in Ziguang Pavilion without a single drop of water, and he had been suffering from the cold poison during this period, and now he had a fever, his body definitely couldn't stand it!
She must run, run, and run!What if he happened to be seen by the Huns?What if he had a fever and fell into a coma and was bitten by a tiger?The most important thing is why did he burp!what!manage! !

Li Mackerel admitted that she was upset.
About a hundred meters away from Feng Qingcheng, I finally saw him close his eyes slightly, leaning on the tree with a slightly painful look.

Li mackerel felt that she had never seen such a beautiful picture in her life, and she was never so grateful in her heart.
She hummed a ditty in a good mood, and threw the comatose Feng Qingcheng on her shoulders, and headed towards the cave she had just found, feeling uneasy like never before.

Little Phoenix, isn't it an honor that I am so beautiful and carry you on my back?

After she came to the cave, she carefully placed Feng Qingcheng next to the cave wall, then took out a torch from the space to ignite the weeds in the cave, and painfully ignited a medicinal herb that had grown into a towering tree in the space. It was chopped up, divided into small sections and spread on the ground, then took off Feng Qingcheng's coat and covered it, finally clapped his hands, and sat down on it.

She sat for a while, and finally realized her conscience, hugged Feng Qingcheng up, and leaned against the cave wall by herself. A decent pot, and a small herb that is good for fever.

She added a bowl of water to the pot, then selected herbs and threw them into the pot. She suddenly felt that there were so few herbs. If the herbs that entered her own space were not ten times more effective, she would go out to find them. .
Then Feng Qingcheng's safety is no longer guaranteed, and she can't search all over the mountains and plains with him behind her back. At this moment, she is extremely grateful that she found her own space back then.

Using a few trees to prop up a frame, put the pot on it, light the fire and cover it, Li Mackerel sat next to Feng Qingcheng with his cheeks on his hands, and stretched out his claws to trace his eyebrows.

"Little Fenghuang, don't you feel guilty that you are a big man who always recites me every time?"

They gently stroked his forehead with their hands, and they were shivering from the heat, darling, it must be more than 40 degrees, right?
Don't be stupid!
At that time, I will follow her behind like a poor kid.
OK!Li mackerel lifted the lid of the almost boiled herbs, and after putting out the fire, he tossed out another bowl from the space, slowly poured the boiled herbs into it, put it near his mouth and blew it. After a while, he carefully parted Feng Qingcheng's tightly pursed, extremely pale lips, then pushed the edge of the bowl to his mouth, and slowly poured the medicine into it.

But after pouring out a bottle, Feng Qingcheng frowned slightly, and muttered that it tastes so bad, so dirty,
Then, when his consciousness collapsed, he subconsciously spit out the medicine, dripping it down Li Mackerel's hand.
Li Mackerel touched him with the liquid medicine sprayed on his hand, and then thought, "Damn, don't you drink it? You have a cleansing habit and think it's dirty, right? I hate my cooking It's delicious, right?"

Li mackerel gritted his teeth, took out all the sweet herbs in the space, then broke them into pieces and threw them into the bowl, shook the bowl, stuck out his tongue to taste the taste, and thought it was still drinkable , put his hand behind Feng Qingcheng's head, helped him sit up, gently opened his mouth, and slowly poured the liquid medicine into his mouth.

Then the medicine flowed out from the corner of his lips again.

"Too sweet." He muttered.

Li mackerel: ".You fucking blot, I just pinched your nose and drank it!"

After hearing her words, Feng Qingcheng frowned slightly, opened a pair of extremely beautiful black eyes and looked at Li Yuyu seriously: "You want me to drink medicine?"

Li mackerel pulled his hand from the back of his head, and Feng Qingcheng fell hard on the wooden board with a "bang!". He rubbed his painful head, gritted his teeth and stared at Li mackerel with aggrieved eyes.

"Little Fenghuang, you actually pretended to be unconscious to lie to me?" Li Mackerel ignored his aggrieved expression, and looked at Feng Qingcheng with his arms crossed.

Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly, deliberately avoiding the fact that she was pretending to be unconscious, then rolled arrogantly to the edge of the pile of wood, closed her eyes and pursed her thin lips tightly without speaking.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Mackerel slapped his forehead helplessly.

"You actually wronged me." Feng Qingcheng was very wronged.

Li mackerel: "Okay, I wronged you, come here and drink the medicine!"

".It's good if you know you're wrong, I want you to feed me."

Every bone in Li Mackerel's body was clamoring to hit someone, but she was as witty as she was. Knowing that this guy died, she would definitely feel bad, so she squeezed out a few words between her teeth: "Okay, I'll feed you!"

As she said that, she was about to stretch out her hand to rope Feng Qingcheng, and pour the liquid medicine into his mouth. Yes, this is how she feeds people. Do you want her to feed him with a spoon while singing "Little Rabbit"?
Feng Qingcheng avoided her claws, Jun's face was full of hatred: "Feed with your mouth!"

Li mackerel: "." She wanted to throw him away first, and then drop the bowl, but just when Feng Qingcheng thought she was about to get angry, she gritted her teeth, poured a big gulp of medicinal liquid into her mouth, and fell down. On Feng Qingcheng's pale and thin lips, he pried open his lips and teeth, and slowly sent the medicinal liquid in.

It would be a lie to say that Feng Qingcheng was not shocked. He originally thought that she would throw the bowl and leave, so for a moment his deep and dark eyes were full of disbelief.

He stared blankly at Li Mackerel's face, which was close at hand, almost touching the tip of his nose, and Li Mackerel was also looking at him at this moment, so the two of them stared wide-eyed for a while.

That's what Li mackerel thinks, aren't you a freak of cleanliness?Then I will make you want to throw your mouth away!
Then feed it.
The two looked at each other like this for a few minutes before realizing how awkward their posture was. Li Mackerel got up, took another big mouthful of the liquid medicine, put it on Feng Qingcheng's lips, pried the lips and teeth apart, and poured them all the way until Only the roots were left in the bowl of liquid medicine, so she wiped her mouth, sat up, and looked at Feng Qingcheng's handsome green face, feeling sour in her heart.

Xiao Mian, I can't cure you anymore?
"Ahem, cough, Li mackerel, you are ruthless." Feng Qingcheng lay down on the wooden block with an appearance of being choked to death by her.

 I know you're thinking wrong again.
  The next few chapters have the meat you want~

  
 
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