A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 124

The master pondered carefully and found that the snow here wasn’t melting naturally if it hadn’t been artificially roasted by fire. He thought for a moment and asked Song Qinghan as followed, “So, it won’t be possible for us to warm the air up by burning firewood inside and cook, right?”

Although the whole process seemed to be quite troublesome, if the idea was really feasible, he didn’t mind building some of that according to Song Qinghan’s suggestion. Anyway, they got nothing to do right away.

Song Qinghan nodded and pointed to the wooden houses which were tumbledown everywhere, “Though we can’t burn fire inside, I think it will be warmer in an icehouse  than in such wooden houses as it is promising to cold wind isolation.”

The master nodded and reacted immediately. He put on his furry gloves and walked to an open space, and then said comfortably, “Then I’ll make one for you now!”

Seeing that the master started to grab the snow on the ground, Song Qinghan pondered and and then came to suggest, “Why don’t you find some slabs here, fix them in a right angle, the next movement you can put the snow in, and then squeeze it into a shape of bricks?”

The master nodded obediently with a rather earnest attitude as he found Song Qinghan was a real wit instead of talking some nonsense, so he turned around and went to find some slabs by his own for the molding.

Night fell out of everyone’s attention, Song Qinghan held tighter the fur coat on him. He stood still at the center of the spacious ground, raising head to stare at the vast and boundless starry sky.

Up over his head he could see there were countless stars sprayed on a ‘Black Curtain’. Such a scenery should be something romantic, but deep in Song Qinghan’s mind, there was nothing but a despair disappointment.

Nothing, not even the moon.

The next second there came a flux and reflux of wolfpack’s roars, yet it sounded like the wolves got no strength at all. Probably it was because the moon stood them up tonight.

The sound of struggling burst suddenly from the small dark room. Song Qinghan knew that it was Goudan who now got his drug addition again, he then walked hurriedly into the room.

Inside the room, it could be judged by Goudan’s current look that it was a far cry from the one in the day. When Song Qinghan first met him during the day time, he was still somewhat a bit equipping with a sanguine look though he was absent-minded. But now, if no one once mentioned that the figure right in front was actually Goudan, Song Qinghan probably would regard him as an animal going crazy.

However, he definitely knew that this was not what Goudan wanted. He took a step forward and grabbed the Goudan’s hand, saying in a low voice, “Can you hear me? If you still can comprehend my words, nod yourself three times.”

Goudan attempted to catch Song Qinghan backhanded. However, since Song Qinghan dared to catch him, of course he had all-prepared himself. With some use of tricks by Song Qinghan, Goudan could only do useless work around twisting his arms.

After struggling for a moment, Goudan finally compromised and then lowered his head. He nodded three times vigorously and answered, “Please kill me! Please let me die! I beg you to send me to the snow forest! I can hold it anymore, it really suffers me right now! I just can’t…”

Song Qinghan noticed his mouth movement from the corner of his eye and suddenly reached out to dislocate his chin with a lightning speed, preventing him from biting his tongue for his suicide intention.

Although biting one’s tongue wasn’t a right method to get killed, Song Qinghan just did not want to stand still and see the whole event festering and developing towards the worst situation.

Noticing that his intention was seen through, Goudan struggled even harder. His facial features were wrinkled as his dry skin was like old bark with a dark and hoarse luster.

Song Qinghan took the hawthorns over from the Goudan’s femina father and stuffed them into the mouth Goudan’s mouth, and then he calmly, “Get used to this smell. If the drug addiction came into effect once again, you should taste it. You got it? So, if you don’t want to taste this hawthorns again, try your best not to get the addiction drive your mind. You can do it, right? ”

Goudan’s tears and snot flowed down across his face as he shook his head painfully. However, on the other side, Song Qinghan was like coaxing a child, letting him swallow the hawthorn and patted him on his head, comforting, “Of course you can do that, you should trust yourself, or, you can fully trust me.”

The first round of the drug addiction effect finally went over after several rounds of struggle to Goudan. Staring at the sleeping face of Goudan who was seemingly drifting on the long course of his dream, Song Qinghan raised his head and spoke to Goudan’s femina father, “It will fall to me when I am here, but if I am not, it will be your responsibility to release his pain. Just imitate the action of mine just then, try your best to comfort him and speak to him, and help him regain his belief towards life. BUT, I am not saying that you can comply with all his wills, untie the rope or not feed him with the hawthorns. Remember, keep him this habit, alright?”

The mood of Goudan’s femina father was just like a roller coaster ride as it quickly rose and fell down. He was now already terribly fatigued, but he still managed to regain his strength and answered, “I got it, I got it, thank you, Doctor!”

Song Qinghan patted him on the shoulder to encourage him and said softly, “You have to be more calm than him to save him. The days are still long ahead of you guys and just keep yourself a peaceful mind.”

It was not until Song Qinghan finally left the room did Goudan’s femina father started crying.

Although many people here have experienced things he now was experiencing together with his son Goudan, at this moment, he felt that only Song Qinghan could really understand him.

After crying out all the sorrow and pain in his heart, he wiped his face with his sleeves as his eyes were full of determination. He murmured, “Yes, the days ahead of us are still long to come, I am fully assured that I can get my healthy son back!”

When Song Qinghan went out, the master had already made dozens of ice bricks. Not to mention, they were quite enough to build half the house.

Yet, the darkness had already overwhelmed the entire environment outside, So Song Qinghan asked him to discontinue. He stayed in the room the master had managed in advance and decided to sleep earlier to get his physic fully charged for the ‘fight’ tomorrow.

Probably out of his own selfishness, the master deliberately let Song Qinghan live in a room next to the one of his. The thin wooden board between the two rooms couldn’t block any sound at all. Therefore, he was ecstatic when he heard Song Qinghan was talking in his dream and felt that he had found another adorable secret of Song Qinghan.

Yet, it seemed that Song Qinghan’s dream talk became more and more rapid and nervous, as if he was caught and trapped by something like a nightmare.

The master felt a bit worried, so he removed the blanket and put on his fur and walked to Song Qinghan’s room.

He walked up slowly and helped Song Qinghan to tuck the quilt. Seeing that Song Qinghan frowned tightly there and his lips were pale, he felt more worried. He wanted to reach out to wake him up.

“Dahu… Dahu no, Dahu… Please, you should treasure your life… I will find the snowlotus and I’m fully assured of that, don’t worry…”

Song Qinghan’s dream was so clear that the master couldn’t pretend he hadn’t heard it. He paused, for some reasons, the action of his hands reaching out. In the end, he only wiped the cold sweat on Song Qinghan’s forehead with his sleeve. Seeing Song Qinghan’s expression calm down suddenly, he sighed quietly and turned back into his own room.

It turned out that Song Qinghan already had someone in mind, but in fact, he had already expected it, hadn’t he? The only thing that he did not expect was that Song Qinghan would choose to risk his life and came alone to the desolate and dangerous area covered by unfathomable thickness of snow, and to find the snowlotus existed only in legend.

The master looked at the ceiling and sighed heavily. He was in a complicated mood right now. He didn’t know if he was envious of that person or if he was distressed towards Song Qinghan.

The next morning, when Song Qinghan got up, the master had already started building bricks.

There was no need for sticky substances between the ice bricks. As long as a little water was applied, the gap would instantly freeze and form the most stable structure.

Catching the glimpse of Song Qinghan, the master got his face a bit sullen suddenly for no reason, yet he still managed to smile, and greeted, “Oh, you woke up, are you going out today?”

Song Qinghan nodded and glanced at the clear sky. After pondering for a while, he said slowly, “I will go for those safest places and check out. If they got nothing special, I will head to the snow forest myself.”

For some reason, although he knew that the so-called snow forest was somehow dangerous, he was inexplicably concerned, especially after knowing that the direction of the moon was exactly where the snow forest located.

Although the master was stunned, he didn’t say anything against Song Qinghan. He continued his work and said without any ups and downs, “Alright then, I’ll go with you and bring the sleigh. It will definitely help if there’s really something happens.”

Although Song Qinghan really wanted to say that there was no need for it, he did want a sleigh. If he drove the sleigh alone, he knew that the people in Flying Eagle Village would be worried at the same time, so, in a consideration of concession, he allowed the master to accompany with him along the trip.

Breakfast was still served with the yak meat, but it was just made into a soup by those dried meat. Although the fresh smell of fresh meat was missing, it had an additional aroma of firewood.

After the two of them finished having their breakfast, Song Qinghan helped build the processing icehouse. After the food in his stomach was almost digested, he sat on the sleigh with the master and headed deep into the snow mountain.

In fact, Song Qinghan himself got no idea at all about where the snowlotus would grow, and whether the place got some apparent traits. So to that end, he could only search around and observe everything carefully using his bare eyes. As long as he judged that somewhere might be the suspicious place where the snowlotus grow, he asked the master to stop so that he could get off the sleigh and approach to search if he could find any trace of the snowlotus.

Well, it was such an unwise method, but it was the only one Song Qinghan was able to conceive of right now.

The master saw that although Song Qinghan didn’t say anything, he had already noticed the emotional combination of hope and disappointment just entangled in Song QInghan’s eyes. His got his lips moved a bit, looking like he wanted to approach and persuade, but in the end, he didn’t say anything and silently urged the sleigh to go ahead.

If he could have such a caring person in his life, then he would really die without regrets.

The two of them spent a day searching all the places they could go, and naturally, they didn’t find any traces of the snowlotus.

Song Qinghan was not discouraged at all because he had predicted this result in advance. The reason why he continued to follow this idea was to seek peace of mind. After all, sometimes, the closer you get, the easier it is to become a blind area.

Just as the master was about to turn around and urge the sleigh to go backwards, Song Qinghan suddenly grabbed the master’s arm and said slowly and firmly, “Hey, I should head to the snow forest, you wait me here, will you?”

The master was utterly stunned. When he realized what Song Qinghan had said, he was completely shocked instead. He reached out and stopped Song Qinghan, “No way! I don’t allow you to risk yourself! The snow forest has always been a forbidden area, it won’t be easy for you to come out once you get in!”

In fact, what he wanted to say was that he definitely couldn’t get out when he entered, but he couldn’t say such despairing words when he noticed Song Qinghan’s determined expression.

Song Qinghan’s expression was very relaxed. He released his eyebrows and said calmly, “I know it, but I still would love to give it a shot.”

Even if he knew that he was going to die inside, he wanted to see it because he had a strong premonition in his heart:

THE SNOWLOTUS IS RIGHT INSIDE THE FOREST!