Rebirth: I Am Super Rich in Apocalypse
Chapter 257: Hand Got Frozen

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Hand Got Frozen

Jhiang Xingzhi struggled to utter a sentence and felt as if countless snow particles were attacking his throat.

Jhiang Yuan looked back at him, too tense earlier to notice her father’s expression.

Of course, squinting his eyes, he showed little expression.

Following his gesture, she saw her father’s hand.

By then, she also realized what had happened.

Not wearing gloves, alternating between cold and hot, his hand must have gotten frostbitten.

This was not good; she hurried back to get some hot water.

She had heard many such stories before, especially during adventures in the snowy wilderness, where it’s easy to get frostbite.

People say that once skin comes in contact with an object, the temperature must be raised immediately.

Once, in a magazine, she read a story about this.

A group went on an expedition and was suddenly struck by a severe snowstorm, causing the temperature to plummet.

A girl wanted to urinate and got stuck to the vehicle as she did so.

There was no choice but to have the boys inside the vehicle urinate on the joint to thaw her out.

At the time, she found it disgustingly amusing.

But when it’s a matter of life and death, what does a little disgust count for?

There was boiling water at home, kept in a thermos for convenience; she also brought the kettle along.

"What’s wrong, daughter, where’s your dad?"

"Mom, never mind that, take Xiao Nuan and hide inside the house, don’t come out at all, I’ll explain later."

It was an emergency; this was not the time for explanations.

Her father’s hand had been frostbitten with such low temperatures, if it was damaged, it might cause future problems.

To be left with a disability would be a disaster.

As she came out, the snowflakes in the hallway were not reducing but instead increasing, rendering people invisible.

She stretched her arms in front to shield herself, struggling to move forward.

"Woof, woof, woof..."

Upon hearing movement, it turned out that Song Yi and Little One had come out.

He carried an umbrella and hurried over, shielding Jhiang Yuan with his body.

Then, he positioned the umbrella at the window, where the "tap, tap, tap" sound of it hitting against the window was especially noticeable.

Song Yi gestured for her to come and hold the umbrella shaft, and Jhiang Yuan quickly did so.

With that, it really made quite a difference.

However, snowflakes still seeped through the gaps around.

And although they seemed small, holding the umbrella was quite challenging.

Having a moment free, Song Yi hurriedly took the kettle.

He poured it into the kettle, which had a small spout for convenience.

With its small size, it was easier to manage.

"Uncle, bear with it for a bit, I’m going to pour the water now."

"Okay, Xiao Song, it’s fine..."

To be honest, Jhiang Xingzhi was already somewhat numb now, without any sensation at all.

His hand looked bright red, and he had no idea of the condition.

He only prayed that there would be no necrosis!

Previously, someone in their village got drunk one night and passed out on the road.

When his family found him, he was nearly frozen to death.

Many parts of his body could no longer move, and the doctor said it was muscle necrosis, beyond saving.

Earlier on, he really should have listened to his daughter.

Sigh, regrets!

Song Yi cautiously poured the hot water along the aluminum window frame, not daring to go too fast in case it strayed and scalded him.

After half a kettle went down with no effect, Song Yi felt scared and quickly poured another half.

At this moment, they couldn’t stop.

Otherwise, if the water they just poured froze, the consequences would be even more frightening.

It took pouring thrice before Jhiang Xingzhi could barely remove his hand.

Seeing this, Song Yi put on thick gloves and, with sudden force, finally closed the window!

Now, the hallway was filled with ice chunks everywhere.

The three of them were also in a sorry state.

Jhiang Yuan glanced at the umbrella, which had already been torn, it was truly terrifying.

"Quick, let’s hurry back."

Song Yi, worried about Jhiang Xingzhi’s frostbite, didn’t care about anything else.

The three of them, along with the dog, rushed toward the house, Jhiang Yuan grabbing the thermos, Song Yi supporting her father.

Upon entering the house, they were greeted with warmth, feeling as if it was a different world compared to outside.

Qin Yue quickly ran out, and upon seeing the disheveled state of the trio and Jhiang Xingzhi being supported, she became frightened.

"What’s happened, sit down quickly."

As she spoke, she guided them toward the sofa.

She had been scared to death a moment ago and couldn’t leave Xiao Nuan behind, otherwise she would have run out much earlier.

"Auntie, push the electric heater a bit closer."

"Ai, ai..."

Qin Yue hurriedly did as she was told, while Song Yi continuously rubbed Jhiang Xingzhi’s hand.

It seemed she was massaging it, trying to restore sensation as soon as possible.

"Do you feel anything here, does it hurt?"

"No..."

Jhiang Xingzhi shook his head, and Song Yi moved to another spot.

"What about here?"

As she spoke, she pressed down hard.

After several questions in different spots, he still had no reaction.

"Ah!"

Song Yi’s expression was very solemn, and Qin Yue brought over a cup of water.

"Drink some water to warm up, and it can also warm your hands."

She saw that Jhiang Xingzhi’s hands were red, obviously frostbitten, and thought that warming them should help.

"Definitely not, the excessive switch from cold to hot can easily cause problems.

Let him warm up gradually, don’t rush..."

He explained to his mother and then asked Jhiang Yuan to push the electric heater closer.

"It’s all right, don’t worry too much, I’ll be fine after I rest a bit."

"Jhiang Yuan, come here, like this, press on your uncle’s hand with some strength.

Get the blood flowing, you know?"

"Hmm!"

She watched carefully, quickly took over her father’s hand, and started massaging meticulously.

Song Yi, with Little One in tow, returned in less than a minute, bringing two tubes of ointment.

It was frostbite cream, something she had never paid attention to before.

She applied a layer to Jhiang Xingzhi, then continued pressing.

She took over for Jhiang Yuan, then told her to go change clothes.

"Go on!"

Qin Yue also urged her to hurry, as staying there was of no use.

Her clothes were covered in melted snowflakes, and if she didn’t clean up, it was especially easy to catch a cold.

Jhiang Yuan quickly wiped away the snow, changed into dry clothes, and once back in the living room, she noticed that Song Yi was still wearing her previous clothes.

"I’ll press, you go change your clothes quickly, don’t catch a cold."

Hearing her concern, Song Yi’s tense heart instantly relaxed.

"I’m fine, don’t worry."

Then, she intensified her massage of Jhiang Xingzhi.

"Ah, I think I feel something."

"Really?"

All three became excited, watching him without missing a beat.

"Hmm, it’s a bit, fire can’t pull it..."

That was their local dialect, meaning feeling a bit warm.

"Then that means you have sensation, that’s great, uncle..."

Saying that, Song Yi stopped massaging and called for Jhiang Xingzhi to warm himself by the electric heater.

Initially, he couldn’t be too close, needing to warm up bit by bit.

Later, Qin Yue also made a hot water bottle ready for him to use.

"Song Yi, thank you for today."

"No need to thank me, it’s what I should do."