C52 Chapter Chapter 52

"This guy, I don't know where he went," I cursed. If the blondie was here, he would definitely run over to pick me up, no matter if it was in the house or in the yard.

"He must have gone to pick up girls again," I muttered to myself. At first, it was Brian who said this. Now, I have to admit that Brian was right. The blondie has been very restless lately, running out from time to time. It's getting more and more frequent. After so many times, I have no choice but to slowly accept reality. This is the problem with blondie. It is also its physiological needs. I can't find anyone to do it, so I can only let it do it.

Blondie goes out for a while. Once he's done playing, he'll come back as usual. I'm comforting myself in my heart.

To me, this is just a few days of being eclipsed. Not to mention that he fell ill after coming back from Red Fish Island. He also knew that Donkey Depei had become the secretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He also heard that a third party had come to Gido. I'll find Donkey Depei to reason with, Donkey Depei won't admit it, I'll go to Sequeira to verify. . . Sequeira didn't give a clear explanation. I returned to the embassy with my face covered in dirt, and the blondie disappeared again.

Until evening, the blondie still hasn't returned. My heart felt like it was crawling with bugs, and I began to have an inexplicable feeling of chaos and inauspiciousness. I was worried that something might happen to the blondie, and that he would never return.

No, I have to go look for the blondie, I said to myself.

When I went out the door, the wind blew and I shivered. I realized that my annoying high fever had started again. For the past few days, every afternoon, my body temperature would rise. I can't take care of it now, I have to go look for blondie. Blondie has been with me for a few months and has become a part of my life. I can't live without blondie.

I went to Yusuf's house, to the Sea Grape Hotel, to the Bay of Bastions, to the airport. I went to all the places that Blondie might have gone to. Even the original embassy on George Island, I also went to look for it.

I didn't see blondie anywhere.

I dejectedly drove back from George Island. I felt like the world was spinning, the constant fever and all kinds of worries were piled together. The entanglement made me confused. I was so tired that I couldn't stand it. One pair of eyelids closed. As I drive, the world in front of me seems to be covered with a layer of fog. . . It was hazy and chaotic, difficult to distinguish between real and fake. It was as if they were in a dream. My face was hot, and my hands were shaking non-stop. The road ahead became more and more blurry. Suddenly, everything stopped. The whole world was so quiet that only silence was left.

After an unknown period of time, I heard a buzzing sound in my ears. I woke up. My head hurt badly. I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't open them no matter what.

"Boss, wake up. " Someone was calling me.

I wanted to speak, but I couldn't.

"Boss, what's wrong?" That person was still shouting. It sounded like Brian.

I used a lot of strength to make my eyes open a slit. I vaguely saw Brian's mouth open and his lips moving.

"Boss, wake up," Brian called again, calling me.

"I. . . I. . . I don't know what's going on either," I said. I think my voice must be very weak. I really don't know what happened just now. I only vaguely remember that the car was violently bumpy. I subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and then everything stopped.

"You drove the car to the beach," Brian said. "If you keep driving forward, you'll drive into the sea. "

"Really?" Hearing Brian say this, I shivered, and my mind seemed to become clearer. Through the window, I saw the seawater in front of the car, surging up along with the waves and licking my wheels. In other words, if I hadn't stepped on the brakes just now, my car and I would have already rushed into the sea.

"Are you sick?" Brian asked concernedly.

"I think so," I said. I found that my right foot was still stepping on the brakes, so I quickly used my hand to hang the car in the brakes.

"Boss, you come down first. I'll drive the car," Brian said.

I obediently got off the car and sat in the front passenger seat. After Brian got in the car, he wanted to reverse the car back to the road. He tried a few times but failed. The car was deep in the beach, and the wheels kept spinning.

"You wait here, don't move," Brian said as he got out of the car.

I watched Brian walk away, and then I watched him walk back. When he came back, Brian was followed by four or five people. Brian didn't know where the reinforcements came from. Brian ordered them to help push the cart, and the car finally returned to the road.

"Boss, are you alright?" Brian sent me back to the embassy and asked me before he left.

"I'm fine," I said, "I just have a cold and fever. "

"Then you took your medicine?" Brian asked.

"Yes," I nodded.

"Did you take all the magical medicines you brought?" Brian asked.

"Yes, I did. The day I came back from Red Fish Island, I had been taking medicine," I said, "but it didn't seem to work. "

"Then you might not be able to get a revolutionary fever," Brian said.

"A revolutionary fever? It can't be, "I said.

"Wait for me, I'll be back in a bit," Brian said before he disappeared.

When I lay on the bed, not only did my head hurt. . . All the muscles in my body are also sore and unbearable. I vaguely thought of Brian saying that I might have a revolutionary fever. I was shocked. A fever is not a good disease. It is a terrible tropical infectious disease, like malaria. It was contagious through mosquitoes. I think, this time I'm going to Red Fish Island. . . I must have been bitten by mosquitoes. It must have been infected like this. My fever and muscle soreness are the symptoms of a revolutionary fever. Damnit! Looks like. . . I really did get a revolutionary fever. I heard that this disease doesn't have any special medicine, so I can only take whatever symptoms I have to suppress it. It's pure pain in the head, in the foot, in the foot.

I suddenly thought of death. A revolutionary fever will kill. When I reach Jido, I have faced death countless times. I've faced it by plane, by boat, by boat. I've even faced it when I'm walking. The strange thing was that he felt the same way he had thought of death when he was in danger time and time again. It was a completely different feeling. He was on a plane, on a boat, and even on the road. I can't control the threat that external factors pose to me. In that case, I would be calm instead. There is no fear of death, only helplessness towards death. I would look down upon death with contempt. I would even treat death as my home. What about now? I started to panic and fear. I keep feeling that. . . Being sick was a type of weakness, a type of incompetence. This kind of death is a kind of sorrow. It was a loss to him.

I can't just lose to myself like this. I can't die silently in such a remote country. I haven't finished my business here yet. I haven't come back to China for more than two years. I still have a long way to go in my life. I have a lot of scenery to see. I have no reason to die alone. I have to get better.

Just as I was lost in my thoughts, Brian came back in a hurry. He held a handful of dried leaves in his hands.

"What are you holding?" I asked. This type of leaf could be seen everywhere in Gido. It was shaped like a palm, and when it dried up, it would roll up and turn into a ball. It could be seen everywhere in the forest.

Brian said a name.

"What did you say?" I didn't hear it clearly.

"Boiscanon," Brian repeated.

This time I heard it clearly. This is a strange name, I've never heard of it.

"Boiscanon is a type of tree, boss," Brian explained, "I took a leaf. This leaf can cure diseases. "

"It can cure my illness?" I asked skeptically. After the medical team came, I found out that it was called the Horn Tree. The leaves could indeed be used for medicine.

"Look, boss," Brian said, "you got this illness here, right? The illness here had to be treated with medicine from here. Here, these leaves are specially used to treat your disease. This is the ancestral prescription of our Jido people. "

"Is it really effective?" I was still skeptical.

"I promise it will work, boss," Brian said affirmatively, "It will work for us, and it will definitely work for you. "

"Then how do we use it?" I asked.

"Boss, it's very simple," Brian said. "Put the leaves in the water, boil the water for three to five minutes, then pour the water out and drink it while it's hot. Two to three times a day, just three times a day. Drink it for three days and I guarantee that you'll be fine. This is as magical as your herbal medicine. "

I took the medicine that I brought along with me. A few days passed. It didn't work, and my illness didn't get any better. Brian brought over a side prescription for me to try. To be honest, At first, I wasn't very willing, but after thinking about it, Brian's words might make sense. Where did he get the disease? He still needed local medicine to cure it. Then I'll try.

"Okay, I'll try it later," I said.

"Do you want me to help you brew the medicine?" Brian asked.

"Thank you, no need," I said, "I'll brew it myself later. "

After Brian left, I followed his instructions and brewed the medicine on the fire. I drank it while it was hot. After drinking it, I fell asleep on the bed.