Waking someone up is fake, venting anger on purpose is real.
Fu Anan looked at his eyes and smiled. She liked the way he glared at her but couldn't do anything about it.
She undressed him.
Under the linen, there was a cotton vest.
The boss is the type who looks thin when dressed, but has muscles when undressed. His muscles are evenly covered around his bones, and he looks quite muscular. However, his body is covered with wounds, small abrasions, large knife wounds, and the most serious one is that he was stabbed directly in the waist by a wooden stick. At this time, the wooden stick is still on his waist, and dark red blood is flowing out.
Somewhat serious.
Fu Anan first prepared a lot of salt water for him to drink, and then skillfully drilled wood to make fire.
The game allowed her to constantly unlock new skills, and coupled with the dry weather at the time, the fire was quickly lit.
The flames were burning inside the house, emitting scalding hot steam.
"What are you going to do?"
Feeling the heat next to him, Lu Shen looked at her.
At this time, his lips turned pale and he looked like he was about to die.
"Save you."
Fu Anan threw the iron hook he had just picked up into the mouth, then picked up a small piece of wood from the firewood and stuffed it into his mouth, "Hold on."
After saying that, she grabbed the wood on his waist and pulled it hard out.
Lu Shen groaned, frowned, and sweat broke out on his forehead. At the same time, blood gushed out of his wound, like a broken faucet, and the blood flow rate was out of control!
With quick hands and eyes, she picked up a red-hot iron hook from the fire and poked it into Lu Shen's wound.
Sizzle—
The sound of grilling meat on an iron plate was heard.
The fat on the outside turns into oil and oozes out, and the aroma of meat emerges all at once.
At the same time, the wound quickly cooked and healed. Although roasting with fire was brutal and bloody, it was also the fastest way to stop bleeding.
Lu Shen gritted his teeth and endured it, his breathing became heavier and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Seeing him like this, Fu Anan remembered how miserable she had been in the past, and actually felt a little bit of sympathy.
She took out the medicines she had exchanged for at a high price.
These medicines did not come in boxes, but were wrapped in grass leaves. She carefully put the ointment onto her fingers and gently applied it to his wound.
It was a cool feeling.
The ointment was cool, but had a foul smell.
Noticing Lu Shen's look, Fu Anan pointed at it and said, "The ointment is very expensive. Such a small piece cost me four small gold pieces."
With a touch of his lips, the price of the ointment bought with a small piece of gold increased fourfold, in order to make him remember his kindness.
Who knew that the next sentence he received was not a thank you, but a question, "Were you tricked by the NPC?"
“… You should say thank you at times like this.”
A person who doesn't know how to be grateful.
Fu Anan looked at the leaves, which were finally used up. Only a little ointment was left on them. She scraped it all off with her fingers, and for some reason, she put her hand under her nose and smelled it. The smell of wind oil and stinky socks made her sober up immediately, and even made her gag.
The smell was so strong that in order to avoid waste, she smeared the smell on her finger under Lu Shen's nose.
The man who was originally laughing at the joke:…
After finishing all this, there was a subtle silence between the two.
The unpleasant smell made it difficult for people to breathe. The burn wound continued to hurt. Lu Shen covered his wound and leaned against the wall, watching the busy figures in front of the fire.
She is really small.
(End of this chapter)