At this time, a girl stood in front of him, looking at him with two innocent big eyes, as if she wanted to say something?

But Ye Wancheng couldn't bear to look at him directly, mainly because he was really not used to seeing the opposite sex who couldn't wear clothes. It was so eye-catching.

However, the desire in the girl's eyes still defeated him. Although she didn't know what the girl wanted to do, she was still led by her and walked across the single-plank bridge.

If there is only no wall in the room, then the girl's house does not even have a roof.

There is no lack of it, but the roof is broken a few pieces, and there is only the place where they sleep and there is no sky.

The so-called bed is a pile of leaves, covered with sheets sewn from several woven bags, and the pillow is a saddle-shaped piece of wood cut from two wood.

At this moment, a little girl was lying on the bed, looking about her teenage years old, but her cheeks were red and her whole body was twitching from time to time.

"Malaria!" This was a thought that flashed out of Ye Wancheng's mind. Then he checked it carefully and his judgment was indeed correct.

Malaria has always been a disease with a high mortality rate in Africa. Although the girl's disease is serious at this moment, it has not yet reached a life-threatening state.

Ye Wancheng quickly opened the medicine box and gave the girl an injection. Their bodies, which rarely receive antibiotics, are very effective.

He asked the girl to boil some water, but looking at the turbid water in the clay pot, Ye Wancheng frowned and asked the translator to bring two bottles of mineral water, feed some of the sick girl, and asked the sister to drink the rest.

At this time, the house was surrounded by people, and the dead were rescued just now. The parents of the two girls died early, and they were fed to each other by the villagers.

Because my sister is sick, no one in the village dares to come because this disease will be contagious. My sister's name is Huaer and my sister's name is Caoer.

There was a bowl of black stuff next to my sister's bed, which was given by the patriarch who was beaten to death by Old John. She had been drinking for a few days and had no use at all.

Ye Wancheng saved all the dead just now, so he was naturally regarded as a god by the people in the village. At this moment, he saw Ye Wancheng saving people again, so he naturally wanted to eat melons.

Liu Xiangdong also came over, his face was red and he was still stained with saliva. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't touched a woman, and his body was still shaking.

Ye Wancheng asked him to sit down, but there was actually no place to sit, just sitting on the ground, but because the floors were made of wooden boards, it was okay to sit.

The medicine worked very quickly. Cao'er opened his eyes in a daze, and then saw his sister sitting down with two strange men, and shouted.

Ye Wancheng begs Huaer to feed her the remaining water and takes out a pack of biscuits.
Chapter completed!