After resting against a tree for a while, she could finally see faintly again.
She dared not linger outside any longer. Following the markers she left on the way here, she found her way back, stumbling and falling over several times on the way.
Big snowflakes fell into her clothes through her collar, her body had long turned icy cold.
Her legs had been in the snow for so long that they were completely numb.
Her eyes hurt more and more. Involuntary tears kept flowing out and quickly froze on her face under the cold wind.
By the time she returned to the tree hollow, her eyes were swollen and she could hardly see. She pulled Xiao Moli into her arms, felt his forehead, and his temperature was still alarmingly high.
Blearily, she checked the wound on Xiao Moli's waist. The wound had already started to fester and was becoming larger.
