One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

The wooden stick crossed half an arc in the air, and the blunt pointed end hit the hard coconut shell, and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Ye Yajie stood under the tree, staring at the firmly hanging coconuts on the tree, the bloodshot streaks seemed to have new partners.

"Useless... trash!"

"Trash! Trash! Trash!"

There was a wind blowing across the sea, gently blowing the leaves, and the rustling of the collision seemed to be laughing at the hysterical poor man under the tree.

The socks were worn out by the rough bark, and they continued to lick the delicate skin inside the socks. After a while, sand, dust, and bark, mixed with bright red, ravaged the peaceful pure land like sinful and bloody invaders.

"Hiss—it hurts..."

Ye Yajie limped on her right foot and walked to another tree.

A person was curled up under the tree, his eyes were closed, his long eyelashes trembled from time to time, his eyebrows were tightened, and he was clutching his stomach, looking very painful.

There was no sweat or redness on the clearly hot forehead, and her pale face was as delicate as a piece of white porcelain with no blood visible, Ye Yajie withdrew her probing palm.

Apology, self-blame, panic, confusion, hesitation, struggle... Many emotions emerged one by one and then mixed in the chaotic eyes.

Just like that, after kneeling for a long time, Ye Yajie reached out and pushed Jiang Xinran again.

"Xinxin...Xinxin? Wake up, Xinxin..."

The call failed to call another person's response, only the low pain floating in the waves.

The outstretched hand clenched into a fist, clenched the sleeves of the white T-shirt that was stained yellow and white by the sand, and the sleeves were creased everywhere. Ye Yajie turned her head and looked into the distance, and finally made a decision after struggling and hesitating.

Ye Yajie carried Jiang Xinran on her back, but her weak body couldn't support her will. There was a muffled bang, and she knelt on the ground again. The look of distress was even more embarrassing than when she just came out of the storm. .

Feng laughed, Lang laughed, and Ye Yajie yelled: "Fucking mother, laughing, laughing! Shut up the fuck!"

The wind was still laughing, and the waves were still laughing, Ye Yajie calmed down, let go of the sand in her hands, and wiped her body casually, Ye Yajie gritted her teeth and stood up.

In the chest cavity, there was a rumbling sound.

On the beach, one footstep and one deep imprint, twisting forward.

……

"Has that good-for-nothing lady finally realized the reality that she has no ability to survive on this island?"

The wind was not strong and the waves subsided, Ye Yajie pretended not to hear the warning about deliberately raising her height, she lowered her head and walked towards the route she had just hoped for.

Tired, dizzy, almost out of breath...

Sweat flowed from the eyebrows to the eyelashes, sticking to them in the blink of an eye, Ye Yajie blinked a few more times in discomfort, a pair of feet wearing dirty socks suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

"Wen Siqi?"

Her hazy vision suddenly became clear, and Ye Yajie grabbed Wen Siqi's arm suddenly.

"Xinxin...Xinxin her...you save her...she is still young, she still has many, many times to enjoy, she shouldn't just stay on this island...Wen Siqi, please save her! she……"

"You calm down."

The words were so confusing that Wen Siqi didn't want to listen any more, and let it confuse her own thoughts.

There is no time to waste on useless panic.

"Calm down? How do you make me calm down? I'm about to die! How do you make me calm down!"

Anger turned into the wind and floated on the spacious beach. Some people stopped getting up, some stopped approaching, some closed their sneering thoughts, and some remained calm.

Wen Siqi sighed, and lightly lifted the hand that was clasped on her arm.

"If you don't calm down, how will I know what happened to her? Her eyes are all black. Do you want me to give her a ride?"

"She shouldn't want to see me at her funeral."

As if hesitating for something, the outstretched hand paused, and Fang took the unconscious Jiang Xinran from Ye Yajie.

The body is hot, there is no sweat, and the lips are pale and chapped.

Does a fever cause dehydration?

A cursory observation made Wen Siqi unable to draw a conclusion, so she and Ye Yajie brought Jiang Xinran back to the camp.

Han Tang was the only one left in the temporary shelter, sitting in a corner, revealing a large empty space that was not occupied.

"Mom, is sister Xinxin going to do something?"

"She will be fine!"

Wen Suiyun shuddered, and hurriedly hid himself behind his mother, timidly stuck out half of his head to look at the pair of evil eyes staring at him, and tightly clenched the hem of his mother's clothes with his small hands.

"Please calm down."

The look in Nie Qu's eyes was as calm and calm as the blurted words, but no one dared to say anything, Ye Yajie held her trouser legs and bent her back.

"Mother."

"It's okay, don't worry Yunyun, your sister Xinxin will be fine."

That's not it……

Wen Suiyun opened his mouth, swallowed the words, and stopped disturbing his mother's rescue.

Jiang Xinran's situation is a little bit bad. According to Ye Yajie's description, she is vomiting and diarrhea, light-headed, dehydration is 100% correct, maybe there is heatstroke?

Wen Siqi couldn't be sure, but looking at Jiang Xinran's appearance, she was very similar to Ye Yajie's situation yesterday. The difference was that Jiang Xinran was still suffering from the wind and cold, and she had been drinking coconut juice, which was colder than colder.

collapsed.

"Everyone, Miss Jiang needs a lot of water."

There is not much water, except for the bottle they drank, there is only a 2-liter bottle and a [-]-milliliter bottle left. I planned to save some drinking until the storm came, but now...

give or not?

It's impossible for Wen Siqi to make her own decisions, although she won't either.

The beach seems to have returned to the tranquility before their arrival, only the breath that does not belong here tells the passing wind that there are people here.

"Save her! As long as you save her, I will agree to whatever you ask after I go back! I have money, a lot of money... I can fulfill your wishes that you will never be able to achieve in your life, as long as you save her!"

For many people, money can really do whatever they want, just like now, Ye Yajie is still waving the invisible copper smell in her hand, telling Wen Siqi with the confidence exposed in the panic, what she sees them and the people she has seen before Similarly, they are all slaves to money. As long as she waved the money in her hand, even if it was just a bad check, someone would obey her.

"Enough! Shut up! Money, money, money, don't put your life on us. I think that kind of dirty money is dirty even if it is thrown into the brazier!"

Wang Zhenzhen took the long stick she brought, and headed for the woods arrogantly. Yao Yanan met Mu Jie's eyes and hurriedly chased after her.

"Wait, Ms. Wang, it's too dangerous to go into the jungle alone!"

The voice went away, Ye Yajie was no longer excited, she grabbed Wen Siqi's clothes and looked at her speechlessly, with water filling her eyes.

Wen Siqi didn't remember how many times she sighed, she pushed Ye Yajie's hand away again, she took off her clothes and handed them to Mu Jie.

"Xiaojie, I would like to trouble you to help Miss Jiang go to the summer heat later. Just wipe her arms and head. Her stomach is cold, so it's better not to wipe her stomach as much as possible."

"Brother Lin, please bring some sea water back."

"Grandma, grandma, please both of you boil some water, I'll go pick something."

After saying that, she didn't turn her head back with the eye-catching scar on her abdomen, her black hair like a waterfall reaching down to her slender waist, adding a touch of beauty to the delicacy exposed in the sun.

Mu Jie withdrew her gaze, Han Tang was still exploring, the old man was being urged to work by the old lady, Ye Yajie was still looking downcast, Lin Jianfei picked up a foam box and carried it on his shoulders and strode into the waves.

Wen Suiyun caught up with her mother with her calf.

……

The sea water came in, not much, and there was no way too much. The foam box was a bit fragile. Lin Jianfei didn't pour too much water into it, and came back after a finger.

Under the temporary shelter, Han Tang was fanning Jiang Xinran.

The fan was made by an old lady with limited tools. Like the hat, it is not as exquisitely made, and the wind is not strong. It is a little softer than today's wind.

Mu Jie squeezed the water, looked at Jiang Xinran's curled up body, and hesitated.

After Wen Siqi left, Jiang Xinran kept clutching her stomach, curled up into a ripe shrimp, which made it hard for her to do it.

Stomach must hurt, right?

Throwing up again...it must be stomach acid.

The sand was wet again, the liquid spit out from Jiang Xinran's mouth was as clean as water and wet the sand beside her.

Her gaze casually passed over Jiang Xinran's lower body, her eyes were a little strange.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Mu Jie restrained her thoughts and pasted the wet clothes to Jiang Xinran's forehead. She had a strange expression on her face, Han Tang glanced at her, and then focused on Ye Yajie.

It's so embarrassing, more embarrassing than any of them, not only the appearance, but also the whole spirit is very embarrassing, it's not the ashes of despair, and it's not ridiculous to be crazy, but it seems to be in between, there is still hope, and despair in front of hope .

Han Tang didn't know what happened to Ye Yajie, but it didn't prevent her from guessing about her. They all said that art comes from life, so many wealthy TV series are not just imagined, which ones have references.

A little boring.

After contacting the [-] TV series and some of his body sensations, Han Tang was bored, and moved his gaze to the distance.

The old man and Lin Jianfei were squatting beside a rock, wondering what to scrape on the rock. Just now the old man seemed to say: Salt?

Is it to scrape the salt?

But won't it be a problem?Salt dried from seawater cannot be eaten directly.

Han Tang couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Well……"

"Xinxin?"

Xinxi was startled back to his thoughts, Han Tang hurriedly turned his head to look, Jiang Xinran shrunk herself back, Ye Yajie was on the side to urge her soul.

A bit noisy.

"Ms. Ye, please step aside, keep the air flowing and don't get too close."

Mu Jie stopped Ye Yajie, who sat aside in a daze like a family member who was pushed away by a nurse and got in the way.

Looking back at Jiang Xinran again, she was still the same, curled up in a daze.

"Ugh……"

Sighing softly, Han Tang looked in the direction where Wen Siqi left.

It is the direction of their next camp, which should not be allowed to enter. Wen Suiyun stood in the forest and looked forward to it. Although it was far away, Han Tang still saw the doubt on her face.

What is Wen Siqi doing?

I can’t get an answer to my doubts. The old man and Lin Jianfei came back, and they brought salt. Unexpectedly, the salt they collected was quite clean, and it was about the same as the salt in the supermarket for a few yuan a bag. I just don’t know what’s inside. How many elements are included in the table of elements.

The old man put the glass bottle of salt aside and saw a fire.

After a while, Wen Siqi also came back. Except for Lin Jianfei who lowered his head and Jiang Xinran who was in a daze, everyone else was looking at her and the things she was clutching in her hands.

"Casuarina, has the effect of warming the middle and stopping diarrhea. My great-grandfather used it to make medicine for me when I was young. I happened to find a few casuarina trees when we were clearing weeds."