A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

The great leader thought about it carefully, and found that if the snow here was not artificially baked by fire, it would not melt naturally. He thought about it and said along with song QingHan's words: "after the building is completed, you can't burn a fire to keep warm or cook in it?"

Although it seems a bit troublesome, if the ice house is really feasible, he doesn't mind making a few of them according to song QingHan's idea. Anyway, they have nothing else to do here.

Song QingHan nodded and pointed to the leaking wooden houses and said, "although you can't burn a fire in it, I'm afraid it's more comfortable to live in an ice house because of the cold wind."

The leader nodded, said to do, directly put on fur gloves, walked to the open space, straightforward way: "then I'll make you one now!"

Seeing that he started to grab the snow directly with his hands, song QingHan thought about it and suggested, "how about looking for some boards, fixing them, putting the snow in and squeezing them into the shape of bricks?"

The great leader saw that he really had ideas, rather than gossiping. He nodded obediently and took his attitude seriously. He went to find the board to make a mold.

Night fell unconsciously, song QingHan tight tight skin, standing in the middle of the open space, raised his head to look at the sky.

The black curtain is covered with stars, which should be a very beautiful and romantic thing, but song QingHan's heart is a disappointment.

No, there is no moon today.

In the distance, a few wolf barks came one after another, which sounded feeble. I don't know if it was affected by the absence of the moon.

From the small black room came the sound of struggle. Song QingHan knew that it was dog egg's addiction, and walked over.

The dog egg looks very different from that of the day. Although he is in a trance during the day, he is somewhat human. Now, if he is not said to be a man, song QingHan may regard him as a crazy animal.

However, he knew that this was not what dog eggs wanted. He took the dog's hand and said in a deep voice, "can you hear me? You can hear me. Three heads. "

Dog egg's hand tries to catch song QingHan, but since Song QingHan dares to catch him, he is naturally ready. With clever force, dog egg can only do useless work around his arm.

After struggling for a moment, the dog's head finally dropped down, forced three times, and sobbed: "kill me, let me go to the snow forest, I can't stand it, it's so painful, it's really painful!"

Song QingHan's Yu Guang noticed his mouth movement, and suddenly reached out his hand, breaking his jaw out of joint with the lightning speed, which prevented his intention of biting his tongue and committing suicide.

Although biting the tongue is not equal to death, song QingHan did not intend to make dog eggs worse.

Seeing that his intention had been seen through, the dog's hands and feet struggled more fiercely, his facial features wrinkled into a ball, and his dry skin was like the old bark, with a dull color.

Seeing this, song QingHan took the Hawthorn from her father, put it into the dog's egg mouth, and said quietly: "get used to this taste. If you become addicted to drugs, you will taste this taste, OK? So if you don't want to eat Hawthorn again, try not to get sick. You can, don't you? "

Dog egg's tears and snot flowed down together, and shook his head in pain. But song QingHan, like a child, made him swallow hawthorn, patted his head, and comforted him: "you can, believe in yourself, or, believe me."

After tossing around for several times, dog egg's first wave of drug addiction was finally over. Looking at his tired sleeping face, song QingHan raised his head and said to her father: "I will enlighten him when I am here. When I'm not, you will come. Just do as I did just now. Try to comfort him and let him have confidence again. But you can't untie the rope or follow his will Don't eat hawthorn, let him keep this habit, you know? "

She was just like a roller coaster. She was very tired at this time, but she managed to keep up and down and said, "I know. Thank you, doctor."

Song QingHan patted him on the shoulder to encourage him and said in a soft voice, "you have to be more calm and calm than him to save him. The days are still long and keep a normal heart."

Looking at the back of song QingHan's leaving, the dog egg female father couldn't help crying.

Although many people here have encountered him and dog eggs, but at this moment, he felt that only song QingHan really understood him.

After crying out all the sadness and pain in his heart, he wiped his face with his sleeve, filled his eyes with firmness, and murmured: "it's still a long time, I can cure dog eggs!"

When song QingHan went out, the big leader had already made dozens of ice bricks. If there were more, half a room would be enough.

However, it was dark, and song QingHan did not let him continue. He stayed in the room he had arranged and was ready to fight again the next day.

Probably out of selfishness, the great leader specially let song QingHan live in the room next to him. The thin wood could not stop any sound. Therefore, when he heard song QingHan talking in his sleep, he felt that he had discovered another secret of song QingHan.But the sound of this dream talk sounds more and more urgent, like song QingHan was trapped by some bad dream.

Some big masters are not at ease, directly opened the quilt, put on fur and went to the cold room of Song Dynasty.

He slowly stepped forward to help song QingHan tuck in the quilt. Seeing song QingHan's frown and white lips, he couldn't bear to stretch out his hand to wake him up.

"Dahu... Dahu, don't you want to live... I'll find Xuelian, don't worry...

Song QingHan's dream voice is so clear that he can't even pretend that he didn't hear it. He stretched out his hand for a pause. He finally wiped the sweat on Song QingHan's forehead with his sleeve and sighed quietly Gas, turned into their own room.

It turned out that he had already had his own feelings, but in fact, he had expected it, didn't he? The only thing I didn't think of was that he came to the desolate and dangerous snow field alone for the sake of his own talents, and he had to search for the legendary iceberg snow lotus.

The big leader looked at the ceiling and sighed heavily. His mood was complicated. He didn't know whether he envied the man or was in love with song QingHan.

The next morning, when it was cold in the Song Dynasty, the great leader had already begun to build brick houses.

There is no need for the adhesive between the ice bricks. As long as a little water is applied, the gap can be frozen instantly to form the most stable structure.

When he saw the cold of Song Dynasty, the face of the great leader was somewhat gloomy, but he still said with a smile: "up? Are you going out today? "

Song QingHan nodded, took a look at the sunny sky, pondered for a while, and then slowly said, "today, I'd like to go to those safe places to have a look. If nothing is found, I'd like to go to the snow forest."

For some reason, although he knew that the snow forest was dangerous, song QingHan's heart was inexplicably concerned, especially after knowing that the direction of the moon rising was exactly where the snow forest was.

Although the big leader was stunned, he didn't say anything against him. He continued his work without any ups and downs and said, "OK, I'll accompany you to take the sleigh, even if there's anything convenient."

Song QingHan wanted to say no, but he really wanted a sled. If he drove the sledge alone, he didn't need to know that the people in Feiying village would be worried, so he had to compromise and let the big leader go out with him.

Breakfast is still yak meat, just a soup made of dried meat. Although there is less fresh beef flavor, but more smell of firewood.

After breakfast, song QingHan helped build a house. After the food in his stomach was almost digested, he and the big leader took a sled and went to the deep snow mountain.

In fact, song QingHan didn't know what the growth place of iceberg snow lotus would look like and whether there were any obvious characteristics. Therefore, he could only observe all the places around by naked eyes. Whenever he met the boundary where plants might grow, he asked the leader to stop and carefully check whether there were traces of iceberg snow lotus.

This is a stupid way, but it is also the only way that song QingHan can think of now.

Although he didn't speak, the big leader saw that he kept repeating the emotions from hope to disappointment. His lips moved and he seemed to want to persuade him. But in the end, he still didn't say anything and drove the sledge in silence.

If he had such a person in his life, he would have died without regret...

after a day's work, they searched all the places they could go, and of course they did not find any trace of iceberg snow lotus.

Song QingHan was not discouraged, because he had expected the result for a long time. The reason why he would continue to follow this idea is to seek peace of mind. After all, sometimes the closer we are, the easier it is to become a blind spot.

When the big leader was ready to turn back, song QingHan suddenly grasped his arm and said slowly and firmly, "I'm going to go to the snow forest. You wait for me here."

The big leader was stunned. After the reaction, song QingHan said something. He was shocked. He put his hand in front of him and stopped him and said, "no! Snow forest has always been a forbidden area, so it's not so good to come out when you go in! "

In fact, what he wanted to say was that he couldn't get out when he got in, but he couldn't say such a desperate word to song QingHan's firm expression.

Song QingHan's expression was very relaxed. He opened his eyebrows and eyes and calmly said, "I know, but I still want to see it."

Even though he knew he was going to die, he wanted to see it because he had a strong premonition in his heart:

the iceberg and snow lotus are in the snow forest.