Chapter 882: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Forty-Five)
The moment he rushed over, Feng Ling lay down straight forward, and then grabbed Li Nanheng's wrist without hesitation: "Boss, your hand!"
Li Nanheng saw that she was rushing towards him fiercely, and immediately frowned: "What are you doing here? Go to the back!"
Feng Ling didn't speak, but held his wrist firmly with both hands, so as to reduce the damage to his wrist joints due to the heavy weight of San Fatty.
Li Nanheng glanced at Feng Ling's action, frowned again, still holding San Pang's hand with one hand, and raised the other hand to wave her away: "Go back!"
"I'm the lightest among so many people, adding my own weight doesn't make much difference." Feng Ling still held his wrist persistently: "Boss, take your hand away, and I will hold it together with you." He pulls it up, you can't use too much strength by yourself, or your hand will really be useless in the future!"
"Boss... Boss... ah..." San Pang was half immersed in the water, feeling cold and frightened, his face was already pale from the cold.
The rest of the people were still exerting their strength from behind, but the ice surface was very slippery, and all the strength they could exert could only play a small part because their feet were not stable enough.
Feng Ling held Li Nanheng's wrist and kept pulling upward until San Pang's upper body came out, but he was already a little stiff from the cold, unable to climb out by himself, and could only rely on the strength of all of them to pull outward.
It took nearly ten minutes, before and after, San Pang was finally pulled out from the cracked ice, his fat body was dragged aside, his body was too cold to freeze, but his eyes were full of death Tears after escaping, panting hard and saying: "Thank you boss... woo... I was scared to death..."
Dabin and the others were about to come over to see Li Nanheng's hands, but they didn't go there when they saw Feng Ling was by the boss's side all the time. They looked at Sanpang lying on the ice in a blink of an eye, hurried over, and pulled the cold jacket on his body hard. Wrapped on Sanpang's body, the others did the same. After all, Sanpang's body is covered with water now, if he continued to freeze like this, even if he didn't fall into the water, he would probably freeze to death on the way back.
"How is your wrist? Is it strained again?" Feng Ling stood beside Li Nanheng. Seeing that his hand was hanging by his side and did not move, he pulled his hand up and pressed on his wrist at the same time. After a few times, I saw a trace of whiteness on the man's originally calm face.
Li Nanheng looked at her sullenly, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Feng Ling held her tightly.
"Boss, your wrist is not good enough, ask Da Bin and the others to drive you back to Montana, and find a hospital to see, or ask Dr. Wen to fly to Montana to have a look!" Feng Ling said with his own phone Holding his wrist tightly with both hands,
In order to help warm his wrist joint, it is absolutely impossible to let the already strained place get cold again.
"It's not as serious as you think." Li Nanheng looked at the pair of small, slightly red hands on his wrists that were frozen, his expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly, "Take your hands away, I'll go and see San Pang."
"San Pang has Da Bin and the others here." Feng Ling also turned his head and saw that they had lifted San Pang who was lying on the ground up, so he looked back at him again: "Go back first!"
Li Nanheng didn't say much, just turned around and left. Feng Ling didn't let go of his wrist when clinker turned around, and simply turned around like this, still holding it tightly.
He glanced at her again, his eyes were so dark that they seemed to have no boundaries, Feng Ling still focused on his wrist, and even when he was walking back, he carefully protected his wrist, and then walked, he simply put himself The wide and long sleeves were pulled out and wrapped around his wrists, and then both his hands and hers were hidden in her wide sleeves. She kept holding him tightly, just Go back like this.
If it wasn't for knowing that the boss's wrist was injured some time ago, Feng Ling is helping the boss protect his wrist now, otherwise, if anyone looked back, they would think it was the two who were in love secretly holding each other in their sleeves proceed.
This scene looks harmonious no matter how you look at it, but San Pang grinned coldly, and said with pain on his face as he was being carried away: "The ice that has been chiseled for so long has finally been broken, and in the end not only one fish was not caught. Now, I almost threw myself into it to feed the fish. Will I just be frozen and become a quadriplegic? Now I have no feeling in my body except the cold, it seems to be very numb, am I disabled..."
"Shut up, who gave you the courage to take your nearly 300 catties of fat to the area that is about to crack. If other people stood on it, this kind of thing might not happen. "The brothers insulted him a few words, but they still carried him carefully all the way into the tent.
Then they stripped San Pang's body of clothes clean, wrapped the electric blanket directly on her body, and wiped his limbs with hot water and a towel. A group of people were busy, but they knew At this time, with Feng Ling on the boss' side, they couldn't intervene anyway, so they could only circle around the pig.
On the other side, Feng Ling pushed Li Nanheng into the tent, dragged him to the side of the bed and sat down, then turned around and rummaged for a long time, remembering that the things they brought were only some daily cold medicine, antipyretic medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine and a few more. Frostbite ointment, other medicines for bruises and this kind of auxiliary medicine that can be used to massage and treat joints are not available here.
Li Nanheng was sitting by the bed, his wrist really hurt, but it was urgent, even if he really wanted to use his hand, he couldn't just watch his brother have an accident.
He just watched Feng Ling rummaging through things here and there with an anxious expression on his face, and seeing her face rarely lose her composure, and even became anxious because of his affairs, he didn't say anything, just He just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.
"There's no medicine." Feng Ling walked back, with an uneasy expression on his face: "I'll call the base right away and ask them to fly a helicopter to pick you up..."
"No, as I said, it's not that serious." Li Nanheng interrupted her, and seeing her worried look again, he curled his lips and raised his wrist like this: "It's been a while since the last ligament strain. It's time, now the cold compress has no effect, only hot compress, the effect of the hot compress is similar to the effect of applying medicine to massage, but it takes a longer time to apply, you go and bring me a hot towel, and Dabin is on the knee today Take the self-heating knee pads that were strapped on, wrap your wrists around, and take care of it, it’s not that troublesome.”
Feng Ling looked at his wrist suspiciously again. Although there was no redness and swelling, the ligament strain would not swell, but such a strain really had a great impact on the wrist joint.