The little ancestor of the family

Chapter 340 Frostbite

It was already the second half of the night, and except for the person on duty, everyone else had fallen asleep.

Zhao Yun thought Ye Xinran and the others had already rested.

When he was on duty and passed by here, he saw Zhang Qian still sitting there, so he came up and asked.

"I felt a little uncomfortable during the day, probably because I had never experienced such a bumpy ride. I even vomited for a long time when I got off the bus."

Zhao Yun did not say anything, so Zhang Qian continued, "But he recovered quickly and had a good rest afterwards. Thank you, Deputy General Zhao, for your concern."

“Miss Lu has helped us so much, so it’s only right that you care about us.

We are relieved that she is fine. I will tell King Rui about this situation when I return."

Zhao Yun said.

"it is good."

Zhang Qian looked around and said, "We haven't walked very far yet. Do we need to patrol all night?"

Zhao Yun stamped his feet and said, "After all, the grain transport cart is here, and there can't be any mistakes."

After saying this, Zhao Yun said goodbye and continued forward with the patrol team.

While they were talking outside, there was no movement in the car.

After these people walked away, when Ding Qiao wanted to continue talking to Ye Xinran, she found that Ye Xinran had fallen asleep leaning against the car.

Ding Qiao pulled the quilt around her and closed her eyes.

……

The carriage was very narrow and the quilt beneath her was not soft enough, but Ye Xinran still slept soundly and deeply.

In her dream, she seemed to see the stubborn boy who had to restrain himself.

The young man stood against the wind with his back straight. He gazed into the distance at his hometown with red eyes.

Ye Xinran felt heartbroken when she saw this and couldn't help but reach out her hand to gently cover his eyes.

The boy's eyes closed slightly, and his long eyelashes swept across her palm, bringing a moist and itchy feeling.

Ye Xinran woke up in such a soft atmosphere.

She was the only one left in the carriage.

There was a lot of noise outside the car.

Ye Xinran stuck her head out and found that everyone outside had packed their bags and were ready to go.

"Master is awake?"

Ding Qiao saw the commotion here and walked over immediately.

"I saw that the master was sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up. This is today's breakfast."

As she spoke, she handed over something wrapped in a handkerchief.

When I opened it, I saw a black mixed-flour steamed bun inside.

"I just filled the water bag with water today. Master, please have a sip."

Ye Xinran knew that they should eat simple food during the march.

She took the multi-grain steamed bun but didn't eat it. Instead, she took out a piece of chestnut cake from the box she carried with her and handed it to Ding Qiao. "I still have some food stored here. Let's eat this for the next few days. When we have finished it, we can eat steamed buns with them."

Ding Qiao didn't answer: "Master, the road ahead is getting more and more desolate, and there's nothing to buy. You should eat these cakes by yourself."

"Eat it quickly. I'm afraid it will go bad if stored for too long."

Ye Xinran forced the chestnut cake into Ding Qiao's hands.

Facts have proved that what Ding Qiao said was right.

As we headed north, the road became increasingly desolate.

After three days, there were basically no houses to be seen.

Three days allowed Ye Xinran to gradually adapt to the bumpy rhythm. Later, she could even take a nap while the carriage was moving.

"How long will it take us to reach Northern Xinjiang?"

Ye Xinran asked Ding Qiao.

"At this rate, it will probably take another 20 days," Ding Qiao replied.

"Then don't we have to spend the New Year on the road?" Ye Xinran said.

"Well, when I was walking, I was afraid I would even forget that it was New Year's Day."

……

The further north you go, the stronger the north wind blows.

Sometimes when I sleep in the middle of the night, the cool breeze blowing in through the gaps in the car body will accidentally make my arms numb.

It's lucky for Ye Xinran to have a carriage as a barrier.

Those soldiers walking on foot walked in the snow every day, and no one knew how much snow seeped into their shoes.

The snow melted due to the temperature of my feet and then seeped out again, and this cycle repeated many times. By the time I went to bed at night, my wet boots were almost frozen to my feet.

Some people got blisters from the cold.

By the fifth day, some people couldn't hold on any longer.

"Deputy General Zhao, my feet are almost numb."

A teenage soldier complained to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun asked him to take off his shoes, but he refused.

When everyone held him down and forcibly pulled his shoes off his feet, they discovered that his feet were already bloody and the worn-out skin was stuck to the shoes. When he took off his shoes, a large piece of skin was even pulled off.

"How could it be like this?"

Zhao Yun's face looked very ugly.

"The shoes he was wearing were said to be sewn by his mother herself. They had a lot of cotton in them, which kept him warm but also absorbed moisture."

An old soldier explained, "Shoes like ours are not that warm, but they can't hold snow water. If we just warm them up over a fire after dinner, they will be almost dry.

But this one doesn't work.

The water absorbed by the cotton would wrap around his feet like ice at night, causing blisters on his feet. The blisters would burst after a day of walking the next day.

If it continues for a few days, it will become like this!"

"What should we do? We have only been walking for a few days. If we continue like this, the child's legs will be crippled before we even reach the destination."

The soldiers in his team all felt a little regretful.

"If anyone has spare shoes, give this child a pair. He must not wear his own shoes again," suggested the old soldier.

"I do have this, but I don't know if it's the right size!"

"I have some here too. Let him try them out and see which pair fits him best."

Several people took out the shoes that they had never been willing to wear from their packages and gave them to the little soldiers.

"He's in this condition now. He can't walk even if he wears shoes."

Ye Xinran walked over from behind the crowd.

She was wearing a white robe and her hair was tied up behind her head with a wooden hairpin, seeming to blend in with the snowy sky.

But her beautiful face made her look like a fairy descended from the sky.

"Miss Lu!"

Everybody stood up.

Zhao Yun also said: "Miss Lu is a doctor, is there any way to save his foot?"

Ye Xinran looked at the bloody pair of feet. The hideous wounds on them were covered with red blood and yellow pus. They looked scary and disgusting.

"His foot can be cured, but he can't walk in his current condition. He needs to apply ointment and rest for a few days."

There was bitterness on everyone's face.

At this time, there is no time for him to rest.

It's a journey of dozens of miles a day, are we going to leave him here?

"I'll carry him on my back." said a tall soldier in the team.

"I'm strong. Whoever helps me carry the luggage, I'll carry him." said someone in the team.

"I can do it too. Why don't we take turns?" another person said.

"Forget it. You can carry him on your back. His feet are inconvenient. Let him ride in my carriage."

Everyone was still surrounding the soldier to give him advice, but when they heard Ye Xinran's words, they were all stunned.

"Is this okay?"

"Yes! Men and women should not touch each other. Besides, why should he, a soldier, ride in the car of the eldest lady of the Lu family?"

"It's OK if I say so. We're leaving soon, so stop talking nonsense."

Ye Xinran directed everyone to lift the soldier onto the carriage.

The soldier wanted to struggle, but was held down by Zhang Qian.

"My lady asked you to sit down, so just sit down. Don't be shy. If you fall down and hurt your foot, it will be harder to heal."

After hearing what Li Mo said, the soldier dared not move at all.

He sat in the carriage with his back stiff, not daring to move.

"What's your name?"

Seeing that the soldiers had been settled, Ye Xinran walked over and asked.

"My name is Shunzi."

"Okay. Then I'll call you Shunzi from now on."

Ye Xinran looked at his feet and said, "I'm going to clean your feet first and then apply medicine. It will be a little painful. Can you bear it?"

"I can!"

Sunja said firmly.

Ye Xinran took out hydrogen peroxide from the space and quickly disinfected his feet. Just as she was about to apply ointment on him, the people in front had already started moving.

"I'll go to the car first and apply it slowly."

"I, why don't I go down!"

Shunzi struggled in vain.

"Just sit in the car and don't bother my lady."

Ding Qiao said.

She knew that she had to say this so that the soldier would behave himself. If she tried to persuade him, he would feel even more embarrassed.

Sure enough, as soon as Ding Qiao finished speaking, he shut up and sat quietly, not daring to move.

Ye Xin got on the carriage, while Ding Qiao was under it, walking along with the carriage.

When Ye Xinran took out the external ointment and prepared to apply it to Shunzi, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Miss Lu, I am just a poor soldier, but I cannot bear you applying the medicine on me personally. If you apply the medicine on me today, I am afraid that I will not be able to live to see tomorrow."

Shunzi's words were harsh. Ye Xinran originally wanted to say that doctors do not distinguish between high and low, but seeing that his face had turned purple, it seemed that he really could not accept herself applying medicine to him.

Ye Xinran put down the ointment and called Ding Qiao: "Ding Qiao, apply it on him."

"coming."

Ding Qiao raised his leg and jumped onto the moving carriage.

He picked up the ointment and applied it to both feet from top to bottom according to Ye Xinran's instructions.

Then he wrapped both feet with the gauze prepared by Ye Xinran.

Ding Qiao had no bandaging skills, and even though Ye Xinran had explained it once, she still wrapped Shunzi's feet like two dumplings.

"This is an oral medicine. You should take this medicine as well."

Ye Xinran took out a pill and handed it to him. Although Shunzi had never seen this kind of medicine before, since Ye Xinran had spoken, he didn't even dare to ask a question. He took the pill and swallowed it.

"Don't you have a water bag on your waist? Drink some water and it will go smoothly."

Ye Xinran reminded.

"Oh, good!"

Shunzi quickly took off his water bag and gulped down two mouthfuls.

"Your feet are on your body, and you still don't say anything even though it's like this. Do you want to wait until both of your feet are crippled before you're happy?"

As a doctor, Ye Xinran couldn't help but blame the patient when seeing him like this.

Shunzi was at a loss, staring with his eyes wide open, not knowing what to do.

"Master, don't blame him." Ding Qiao advised.

“Everyone is having a hard time with this situation right now, and I’m really worried that everyone will have similar problems with their feet in a few days.

Fortunately, the master gave everyone frostbite medicine when he set out."

"I still underestimated the harshness of the conditions." Ye Xinran said.

In her imagination, the cold would be the most difficult difficulty to overcome on the journey north.

So she prepared frostbite medicine at the beginning, hoping to reduce the pain caused by frostbite.

But the biggest problem on the march was that with so many people, there was no way to find a place to stay that was sheltered from the wind and snow every day. It was okay when walking during the day, but sleeping in such a cold environment at night was simply life-threatening.

Although countless fires were lit every night, it was still far from enough to keep out the severe cold.

“There’s nothing we can do about it.”

A look of pity flashed across Ding Qiao's eyes.

"When marching under such conditions, half of it depends on the conditions provided by the team, and the other half depends only on the faith in your heart.

As long as we can successfully reach northern Xinjiang and deliver food safely to the local area, we will accept the hardships we endure on this journey."

What Ding Qiao said was what everyone in the team was thinking.

Although I can't tell what benefits this will bring to me.

But everyone has a belief in their hearts, that is, the territory of Daliang must be intact, and the people of Daliang cannot be bullied at will.

Even though those who wanted to be saved had nothing to do with them.

"Today during my break, I want to talk to King Rui."

Ye Xinran seemed to have made some kind of decision.

When they arrived at the resting place at night, Ye Xinran, accompanied by Ding Qiao, walked from the middle of the team to the front of the team and found King Rui who was sitting on the ground resting.

King Rui was wearing armor. In such cold weather, the armor seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, making it even colder and sharper.

When King Rui saw Ye Xinran, his first reaction was to smile slightly.

"What's wrong, young lady? Are you too cold to bear it at night?"

Ye Xinran looked around King Rui and found that the deputy generals, both big and small, were just like the ordinary soldiers. They had nothing to keep warm except the hay they had just found.

"I have a carriage to block the wind. It's much better than what you have here."

Ye Xinran showed a stubborn expression.

She doesn't like being looked down upon.

"The weather this year is so damn cold!"

King Rui rubbed his hands and said, "As long as we hold on for another twenty days, we won't have to endure this pain."

"Prince Rui, given the current situation, can everyone still maintain their current spirits in 20 days?"

King Rui looked at the soldiers who were chatting around the fire and said, "Don't even mention 20 days, even 40 or 50 days, they have to hold on for me!"

The deputy general at the side heard the conversation between the two and said jokingly, "Miss Lu doesn't know the character of our prince. With his ruthlessness, whoever dares not to persist, the prince will chase him to the underground and bring him back.

So when King Rui gives the order, we dare not disobey."

The deputy general said as he scratched his hand.

Ye Xinran saw that his finger joints had become red and swollen, which was caused by frostbite.