Even after the man passed out, Li Long remained on guard. He approached with his gun and examined him, finding several wounds on his body, bites and claw marks. Whether from infection or something else, his forehead was burning hot. He had a fever.
Since the man had offered payment and Li Long had not had time to refuse, he could hardly leave him unattended.
Li Long found an unused set of bedding and laid it in the shelter to the east, over the grass beneath it. After smoothing it out, he carried the man over and laid him on it.
The shelter was essentially a room without a door, with a wooden roof overhead. It was better than an earth cellar in the mountains. Li Long could hardly put the man straight into his bedroom. It was easier to invite trouble in than send it away. If there really was something wrong with this man, it would be a nuisance for him too.
After settling the man in, he fetched some aspirin and fed him two tablets, then brought hot water to clean his wounds.
Fortunately, although there were many wounds, most were shallow. The man had simply lost rather a lot of blood. With that in mind, Li Long added coal to the stove and heated some rice porridge once the fire caught. If the man woke up, some porridge and a little meat or something to replenish his strength would be good.
Three wounds needed bandaging. The rest had already scabbed over.
Among the medical supplies Li Long had bought from the Medicinal Materials Company this time was some gauze, which he used to bandage the man. The shelter was not very warm at night, so he lit a fire beside him, both to ward off the