Chapter 890 - The Story of Ling and Heng (153) (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“You said not to worry, but look at you. You haven’t slept all night. Earlier, you only closed your eyes for less than an hour, and now you’re working again.” Da Bin watched as Feng Ling moistened Boss’s lips. He sighed. “You should go rest first. Call Fattie and someone else to replace you. There are so many of us here. Let’s take turns.”

“It’s fine. I won’t be able to sleep even if I lay down. Boss’s fever is so high. Who can sleep well right now?”

That was true. Although the rest of the men had left this tent, when Da Bin went to the other tent to retrieve some items last night, they were all awake. Even when they laid down, they were unable to get much rest. Everyone was worried about Boss’s condition.

Due to Boss’s high fever, he had difficulties breathing right now. If the tent was overcrowded, it would only worsen his condition. Thus, everyone could only wait in the next tent. They took turns to come in to care for him.

“Although Boss is unconscious, he seems to have no problems drinking water. I’ll make some porridge. You feed some to him.”

Feng Ling nodded.

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On the morning of the second day of Li Nanheng’s fever, a group of people struggled and prepared porridge clumsily. It wasn’t easy to feed him porridge, but thankfully, Feng Ling was patient. Even though a small bowl of porridge took her two whole hours, she made sure to warm it up when it cooled down before resuming.

By evening, the doctor still had not arrived. When they call the base, the people there also sounded very concerned. They said they would get back to them; however, they were unable to contact the doctor and even lost contact with Feng Ling and the other members. The group of them had lost signal on the mountain.

Finally, news came in the evening. The doctor and the members accompanying him had met with an avalanche on their way here, and their car was trapped on the road. Taking the country’s response speed, the traffic and weather into consideration, it would take at least forty-eight hours for them to be freed. The base needed to dispatch a rescue team out for them, but the current snowstorm would inevitably affect the speed and quality of the aid.

This meant that, even though the people and the heart of the base were located here, it would be difficult for them to send help directly. The people trapped in the avalanche did not bring extra petrol, food, or winter clothes that could tide them over this wait. It was a matter of life and death, and the base had no choice but to prioritize providing rescue to them. If Boss Li were awake, he would surely also make the same decision of rescuing the doctor first.

Montana’s snowstorm also affected Roger’s Pass’s weather. They dealt with a snowstorm that lasted for days, and the temperature dropped significantly. The cold kept everyone indoors, hiding in the tents to look for warmth.

Just like this, Li Nanheng endured for three days. Yesterday, his temperature finally reduced to thirty-nine degrees Celcius but did not drop any further. He also remained unconscious.

On the afternoon of the third day, Feng Ling could no longer continue guarding by his bedside. She was forcefully brought away by Da Bin and Da Hu to the other tent to rest. She was truly exhausted, and after drinking a cup of warm water and a cup of warm milk, she collapsed on the bed. However, due to her worries, she had nightmare after nightmare. Nonetheless, she at least managed to have a few hours of rest.

She slept until 11:00 p.m. On the snow mountain, their campsite was silent. Feng Ling opened her eyes to see the men on the beds by her side. Everyone was already asleep. She sat up from the bed and got off with light feet. She did not disturb them as she headed to the tent she formerly shared with Li Nanheng.