Don't panic in a famine, I live in the mountains with my golden finger

I made a wish and returned to the warm room. Just as I was about to have a good sleep, I suddenly felt a tightness in my chest and a suffocating feeling when I breathed.

When he tried to sit up, his entire body disappeared under the quilt again.

The wind and snow outside the window gradually became stronger at this time, and the windows blown by the wind made a creaking sound.

In the small village surrounded by mountains, only a few lights are on and the surroundings are quiet.

In the forest not far away, a group of white and gray wolves were constantly hitting a place. In their opinion, there was nothing there, but there seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking them and preventing them from entering.

The wolves howled as they charged into the crowd. The roars were so loud that they startled the snowflakes on the trees and caused them to fall onto the wolves below.

More and more wolves appeared around here, and they took turns to attack as if they were organized.

But at a certain moment, a white gas appeared out of nowhere and blew away the wolves that were still striking. The thick snow became the best grave for them. The other wolves were also frightened and all of them tucked their tails between their legs and fled in all directions.

……

With a "bang", Xu Yuan fell on a body that was almost frozen. Fortunately, Xu Yuan was wearing thick clothes, so he was not hurt.

The one who could make the wish appear in this way, Xuyuan knew without thinking who it was.

Despite such a loud noise, the person under him couldn't make any sound. Only faint breathing sounds were heard. It was obvious that the person had fallen into a coma.

Xu Yuan quickly straightened up, but found that he felt a resistance on his body and couldn't sit up at all. He could only slightly prop up his body. Xu Yuan quickly exchanged for a protective shield to wrap the two of them. The place where there was no space at all slowly expanded to a space that could accommodate two people. Xu Yuan slowly sat up, took off the glove on one of his hands, and touched the forehead of the person under him.

It was cold, icy cold, without a trace of warmth, and there was a dried bloodstain on his forehead.

All I touched was a freezing cold, and when I stretched out my hand, there was a handful of snow. Was I buried under the snow?

Thinking of this, she touched Gu Qinghan's face with an anxious look on her face. She patted Gu Qinghan's cheek, which was also cold and his lips were bloodless, rather white as purple. She first exchanged for a tube of medicine and poured it into Gu Qinghan's mouth.

"Gu Qinghan, Gu Qinghan, wake up."

Then she put the warm jade on her body into Gu Qinghan's hand. He clearly had the warm jade she gave him on his body, so he shouldn't be so cold. The only possible reason was that the warm jade was not on him.

Xu Yuan reached out to grab Gu Qinghan's other hand, and when he saw that the hand was tightly holding a purse, for some reason, his eyes felt a little sour.

A tear fell on Gu Qinghan's eyelid.

Why was he holding on to such a torn purse? Xu Yuan wanted to pull it out, but he didn't expect that he was holding on to it so tightly that Xu Yuan couldn't pull it at all.

Gu Qinghan's eyelids suddenly trembled. He felt the heat on his eyelids, the warmth in the palms of his hands, and even heard that familiar voice.

He tried hard to open his eyelids, and his vision went from blurry to slowly clear. He saw a pair of eyes with slightly red rims, and a look of rare worry.

"Ah, Ayuan, I'm fine. You, don't cry." A weak voice was heard, and Gu Qinghan grabbed Xuyuan's hand and held him in his arms.

Xu Yuan was hit suddenly, and when he came to his senses, he was wrapped in a coolness. The coolness did not last long, and the effect of the warm jade soon took effect. Gu Qinghan's originally frozen body gradually warmed up.

"Who is crying? I just got snow in my eyes."

Xu Yuan didn't expect that he would wake up at this time. He calmed down, and the momentary feeling of suffocation in his heart gradually dissipated.

"Gu Qinghan, where does it hurt?"

Seeing that he was no longer so cold, Xu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and tried to struggle out of Gu Qinghan's arms. He accidentally touched Gu Qinghan's back and his hand became wet.

Xu Yuan was stunned. It was blood.

"Ayuan, I still feel cold. You are warm. Let me hug you." Gu Qinghan hugged Xu Yuan tightly, with the corners of his bloodless lips slightly raised.

It’s Ayuan who has come. It’s great. This is not a dream.

He felt that the pain in his chest had eased a lot, and his body had recovered a little. Even his feet, which had become numb from the cold, had regained feeling.

Thinking of the sudden accident tonight, he sighed helplessly, "Ayuan, I'm sorry, can you take me out first?"

He was suddenly buried in the collapsed snow. He was afraid that Li Junyong and the others would be very worried, so he had to go out and report that he was safe.

"Gu Qinghan, wait a moment, what's wrong with your back?" Xu Yuan asked hurriedly, broke free from Gu Qinghan's arms, and quickly helped Gu Qinghan up from the ground.

Only then did Gu Qinghan notice that the space he was in was no longer so cramped. It seemed as if there was an invisible large net around them that was supporting the white snow that was sliding down desperately.

With Xuyuan in mind, he, as a man, unexpectedly developed a sense of security.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury." Gu Qinghan said nonchalantly.

When Xu Yuan saw that Gu Qinghan’s head was covered with snow, he immediately started to pat it, but the space was limited after all, and it was not suitable here to treat the wound.

"I'll deal with it with you first, and then I'll send you back."

So, while Gu Qinghan was in a trance, he appeared in a cave.

……

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky and the tall trees were covered with white snow. In the quiet and peaceful environment, the flickering lights of torches were lit and shouts could be heard one after another.

The sound of shoveling earth could be heard at this time. A circle of soldiers gathered around, and from time to time someone was hurriedly carrying a stretcher to the tent that had been set up on the side.

Li Junyong no longer cared about his completely frozen fingers, and he dug the soil desperately with a shovel.

His face was filled with anxiety, and he kept muttering, "Damn it, damn it, Qinghan, please don't get hurt. God bless you, God bless you."

In the tent on the other side, Feng Juesheng was lying on the simply built bed with a pale face and a blood-red chest.

Luo Xiqing touched Feng Juesheng's forehead from time to time. He didn't feel very hot, but he wasn't cold like other people.

It was also strange that when he was found in the snow pile, he was unconscious, but his body did not become stiff and cold from being buried in the snow. His hands were clenched into fists, as if he was holding something, but no one knew and no one could pry Feng Juesheng's hands open.

Luo Xiqing coughed lightly a few times, pulled the quilt for Feng Juesheng, and looked at the person lying on the other side.