The lame horse bandit said pitifully, but Hu Fei was not a good-natured old man. Keeping the robber alive was already the greatest good thing he could do, and it was impossible to take in a lame ex-bandit anyway.

In the face of this kid's tearful pleading, Hu Fei only left a few naan cakes and half a bag of water, if he saved it, these things would be enough for this kid to eat for ten days. Of course, if you save a little more food, it is not impossible to eat even for a month.

"Boy, you have been injured so badly, if I take you away, maybe you will die on the road. Lao Tzu has a compassionate heart, so I will leave you here for a few more days. Don't fucking shed tears here, make it look like you're dead! These naan cakes and water can definitely survive ten days if you save some food. If you had been able to meet passers-by in the first three days, you would have been saved sooner. Drive! ”

With a knock on the horse's stomach with his heel, the spotted horse strode forward, throwing the lame bandit in place. Several people embarked on the long road of seeking medical treatment again with a much larger team. The lame bandit sat on the ground, staring at the group as they walked farther and farther away.

Looking at the naan cakes and water bags around him, the lame horse bandit slowly showed a desperate expression on his face. If he is in good health, these naan cakes will be his food for two days. Now this food that is only enough to eat for two days actually has to survive ten days? That's too embarrassing!

Regardless of whether the lame horse bandit can survive until the day when someone rescues him, let's talk about Hu Fei. After leaving this battlefield, Hu Fei and his team accelerated forward until the sun went down, and the team found a flat land on the side of the road to camp and rest. Taking advantage of the break, Hu Fei went to change Zhang Yayi's dressing, and by the way, he also chatted with this beautiful girl to relieve boredom.

Slowly, Zhang Yayi became accustomed to Hu Fei's change of dressing, and the relationship between the two gradually changed from enemies at the beginning to acquaintances and friends. Are there any real friends between men and women? Whether others don't know, but the relationship between Hu Fei and Zhang Yayi is obviously not.

When boys and girls spend a lot of time alone, it seems natural to have feelings for each other. Both of them vaguely knew each other's intentions, but they had their own scruples, and neither of them said anything.

Hurrying, especially in the no-man's-land of Xinjiang, is really a boring and hard job. Every day they are faced with the same Gobi desert, and they are the people they see for many days in a row. Apart from the occasional eagle flying through the sky, there is nothing else new.

Fortunately, Hu Fei can still change Zhang Yayi's dressing every day, tease this beautiful girl, and help her do some private things, which makes this long journey a little fun.

The medicine that the doctor grabbed was really the same as he said, it could not cure the disease, nor would it make the condition worse, and it was always hung like this. On the other hand, the surgeon in Shanshancheng should be quite skillful. It is not a means that ordinary quacks can have to ensure that seriously ill people do not die.

That night, Hu Fei was chatting with Zhang Yayi after changing her medicine. It has become a habit to change dressings and chat after dinner every day. Zhang Yayi was half-leaning and half-lying in the carriage, and Hu Fei was sitting at the door of the carriage. Both of them are martial arts practitioners, and they also have a common language when they communicate. From the experience of practicing martial arts, to the experience of practicing martial arts, to the application and changes of certain moves, the atmosphere of the conversation was very warm.

It is said that a man and a woman talking about martial arts together seems to be a bit of a bad scenery, but these two people are still talking quite speculatively. Just when Hu Fei was talking about his grandfather's nonsense and killing Tartars with a ghost-headed knife, an exclamation suddenly came from his ears: "Oops! ”

Hu Fei was shocked, glanced at Zhang Yayi, made a silent gesture, stood up and stood on the carriage board to look around. Hu Fei first saw if there was anything wrong with his brothers. Hu Fei had a tent for himself, and Li San and the two minions shared two tents. There was definitely no one in his own tent, and Hu Fei was looking at the other two tents.

It was not yet time to go to bed, and the lights were lit in both tents, and the figures in the tents were clearly visible. The figures in the two tents were moving, and as soon as the door of the tent on the left opened, one of the two people came out of it, and one of them was Li San. When the door of the other tent opened, a minion came out of it and dragged his companion out desperately. And his partner seems to be lying on the ground and can't get up!

Something happened in that tent! Hu Fei jumped out of the carriage and went to the tent where the accident occurred, and Li San also stood beside him.

"Xiaomai, what's going on? What's wrong with Xiao Ah? "The one who pulls people out is called Maimaiti, Hu Fei calls him Xiaomai, the one lying on the ground is called Alimu, and Hu Fei calls him Xiaoa.

"I don't know, just now Xiao Ah suddenly screamed, I asked him what's wrong? He said he had been bitten by something. I tried to help him out, but he lay in the ground and didn't move. ”

Bitten by something? What could it be? Tigers, lions, wolves? That's impossible! There are large beasts close to you, and it is impossible for the war horses and camels lying outside to be unresponsive. Besides, where did the tigers and lions come from in such a desolate place? If you can have two wild wolves, you can stand up to the sky!

Xiao Mai dragged Xiao Ah hard, and he didn't know if Xiao A's feet were hanging on the tent door inside or what was going on, looking at the strong Xiao Mai for a long time, he never pulled all the people out.

Hu Fei just wanted to help, but Li San and the other minions intervened. The three of them worked together to dismantle half of the tent, and the minions who had trouble were carried to the open space outside. Hu Fei took a torch and took a picture of the face of the minion soldier below, and saw that this person's painful face was wrinkled together, his body was slightly spasmodic, and he didn't see where he was injured.

Look at the head, face, neck, hands and feet, everything is fine, could this person have suddenly fallen ill? Li San and the two minions checked three times in a row and didn't find anything wrong, so they had to blame the sudden illness. In the past, medical technology was not developed, and there were many cases of sudden illness and death. When a person dies and can't find the cause, he says that he is in a hurry and is over.

Now the problem is that this man is not dead, and he can't speak when I ask him what's wrong, isn't it troublesome? Li San and the minions, you look at me, I look at you, no one can do anything.

Hu Fei looked at Minions and Li San, and then at the patient underground. This one is obviously not lightly ill, and you can see that the face is almost as white as the white paper.

"Rip off his clothes and see if there's anything wrong with the place where his clothes are covering." It sounds a bit illogical, but it's hard to figure out where your clothes are covering. If you don't find out the cause and the location of the problem, how can Hu Fei rest assured?