Ling Xiao has been using her towel to apply her forehead and scrubbing her arms and calves, hoping to lower his body temperature.
It’s hard to survive. One night, Fu Shiqin’s burning has gone down.
However, after using breakfast, the two went to the hospital.
After the doctor gave Fu Shiqin a detailed examination, he opened a pile of medicine to get back.
The two returned to the home, and Fu Shiqin drank the medicine and rested in the warm bed.
"Are the aurora really did not appear last night?"
"No," Ling Xiao said.
Because I have been taking care of him, I have not paid attention to the window, but it was snowing last night. It is definitely impossible to have aurora.
Fu Shiqin regretfully sighed, "That guide is not pitting me."
"Well, don't say this, what do you want to eat at noon?" Ling Xiao asked.
When Fu Shiqin gave a mouth, he said that there are a bunch of people who are eager to eat and can't eat now.
"I want to eat hot pot, eat braised pork, eat sweet and sour pork ribs, eat pot of meat, eat dumplings and crabs..."
The food here is fresh for the first meal, and he doesn't want to eat it after eating the second meal.
Now, his stomach is eager to miss the various cuisines of China.
"There are a few places in the town to eat, and you don't have a family."
Even Reykjavik, there are few restaurants that serve Chinese cuisine, let alone in such a small town.
Fu Shiqin sighed in a depressed mood. "What do you eat at noon?"
When he thought of such a Western food, he had no appetite.
"I went to the supermarket to see what ingredients are there, buy them and cook them myself." After Ling Xiao finished, he was ready to go out.