In the breeze-blown treetops, a group of yellow-haired monkeys who had just lost their companions had no time to grieve before they were attracted by three "two-legged beasts" who had just climbed ashore under the tree. Two of them had blood on their legs and pain on their faces.
“Woo~ Haahaha~”
The monkeys shouted one after another, as if they were making fun of the intelligence of these "two-legged beasts" who dared to take a bath in this area.
"Hiss..."
Water was streaming down Han Daxia's face, whether it was sweat, river water, or tears, he didn't know. At this moment, he was using the knife handed to him by Yuan Xiaoxiao to cut open the side of his calf trouser leg and checking the wound on his leg.
Perhaps to divert his attention, or perhaps because he was annoyed by the monkeys above his head, Old Han looked up, took a breath and said angrily: "Damn it, I always feel like these monkeys are gloating over my misfortune!"
“Swish!”
A flash of knife light went straight up from the bottom of the tree, brushing the ear of a monkey that was shouting the loudest and piercing into the trunk, frightening the monkey so much that the fruit in his hand fell out. The monkeys screamed and then scattered.
"You... Hey, forget it!"
Han Daxia wanted to complain to someone that the monkey might be a rare animal and he couldn't just beat it. But then he remembered that he was the first to complain about the monkeys being too noisy, so he shook his head, took out tweezers from the first aid kit, and applied the alcohol-soaked bandage to the wound.
At this time, he had three wounds on both sides of his left leg. The most serious one was a walnut-sized piece of flesh bitten off on the inner side of his calf. The dark red mosaic kept flowing, which looked a bit scary.
Han hesitated for a moment, thinking that the forceps would be too painful. But the wound was caused by piranhas, and if he didn't disinfect it, he was afraid that the bacteria on it would cause infection, so he gritted his teeth and tremblingly stretched out the forceps.
“Ugh~Ahhh~~! (?▃?)!”
Before the gauze touched the wound, a frantic scream sounded from under the tree. Old Han was frightened and shuddered. The tweezers in his hand loosened, and the gauze fell on his leg with a "pop", directly covering the entire wound.
"Hmm..."
Veins suddenly popped out on Han's face. He pinched his thighs tightly with both hands and looked at Yi Jiuyang who was screaming with a dark face.
Two meters away from him, Yi Jiuyang was sitting on the ground, looking at Yuan Xiaoxiao who was treating her wound in front of him with a painful face, shouting: "Gently~ Gently! Hiss... Oh ah ah!! Sister, I beg you, it really hurts... Aa ...
In front of them, there was a nearly 20-centimeter-long fish lying on the grass not far from the shore, with a knife stuck in its belly, nailed to the ground. In addition to its sharp teeth and red eyes, the most obvious feature was its red belly.
Yuan Xiaoxiao pulled this fish off Yi Jiuyang's buttocks. In terms of injuries, Yi Jiuyang, who was at the first position of the fish school, was much worse off than Old Han. Both legs were full of bite marks. At this time, someone screamed and secretly thought that it was a good luck, because "Little Jiuyang" was almost in trouble.
Seeing that both of his legs were bleeding and his pants were bitten like beggar's pants, Yuan Xiaoxiao disinfected the most serious wound, frowned and stood up and said, "Come on, take off your pants!"
"… "
There was silence under the tree, not even the screams. Yi Jiuyang subconsciously grabbed his belt, his pale face inexplicably reddened, his eyes dodged and he whispered, "No... No need... Well, how about I let Brother Han help me later..."
"cough!"
The shivering old man who was applying medicine to himself coughed and said with a breath: "Well, you have to wait..."
In the live broadcast room, only the voices of a few people could be heard, but no specific images could be seen. No one cared about the live broadcast at the moment. As soon as they got ashore, Yuan Xiaoxiao threw aside the hat that always blocked her view.
But even if you can't see it, the conversation between the people is still very clear.
"At this time, healing is the most important thing."
"Jiuyang is shy, right?"
“Unfortunately I can’t see the picture”
"Believe me, luckily I can't see the footage, otherwise I would call the police"
"In this situation, we should call for help."
“I don’t know if the injury is serious.”
"Where is Jiuyang injured? Why is he taking off his pants?"
At Douyu headquarters, Chen Bai, who almost had a heart attack after receiving a call from his assistant, was walking back and forth in front of the computer with a frown on his face. At the table behind him, an assistant was eating a lunch box happily.
Chen Bai rolled his eyes in frustration, secretly cursing this guy for being so careless. After hesitating for a long time, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
In the forest on the west bank of the Rutai River, Han Daxia was sweating and shaking with his hands. He had just bandaged a wound on his leg when the satellite phone in his backpack rang. Someone crawled over to answer the phone, listened to a few words, and then looked at Yi Jiuyang's position.
At this time, the poor young man had been knocked unconscious by Yuan Xiaoxiao, and was lying on the ground in a shameful posture, allowing someone to do it to him. Looking from the side, Yuan Xiaoxiao had a serious face, and it was unknown how bad the situation was.
"Wait a moment, let me ask first!"
After whispering something to a manager on the other end of the phone, Old Han raised his eyes and shouted to Yuan Xiaoxiao, "Hey, how is he? Is his injury serious?"
"Hmm... It's just a skin wound. He won't die!" Yuan Xiaoxiao replied without even raising her head. Then she turned around, took out a medicine box from the first aid kit, took out a tube of injection, and raised her hand to inject it into Yi Jiuyang's butt.
“Damn…” Hero Han rolled his eyes. Probably for Yuan Xiaoxiao, as long as the intestines were still in her stomach, it was just a superficial injury.
"I'll ask him when he wakes up! Don't worry, I'm watching him!"
After giving Chen Bai a reassurance, Lao Han hung up the phone and stood up, leaning against a banana tree next to his backpack. He limped behind Yuan Xiaoxiao, enduring the pain in his legs, and was startled at the first sight.
At first glance, there was no good place on Yi Jiuyang's lower body at this time, and it was covered with hideous wounds of various sizes.
However, as Yuan Xiaoxiao slowly wiped it clean with alcohol and applied medicine to stop the bleeding, she found that there were only three serious wounds, which were small pieces of flesh bitten off. The other wounds were mostly circular wounds, some of which closed without treatment and stopped bleeding. It was just like what Yuan Xiaoxiao said, just a superficial wound.
There were too many small wounds, and Yi Jiuyang woke up with a groan before Yuan Xiaoxiao had finished treating them all. Without even rubbing the back of his head where he was hit, he cried out in pain and reached out to cover his thigh.
"Don't move! Or I'll knock you out!"
Yuan Xiaoxiao's scolding voice came from behind, and someone stopped groaning and dared not move anymore.
Probably to ease the awkwardness, Yi Jiuyang noticed Han who was sitting in front of him to rest, and muttered to himself, "Brother Han, how come we are so unlucky~ This river is so long, and we happened to be in a place with piranhas..."
"Well," Old Han squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, and said casually, "Maybe it was attracted by the smell of blood. After all, that thing is not a vegetarian..."
"But where does the smell of blood come from?"
Yi Jiuyang looked confused.
The bandaging action of someone behind me suddenly stopped. There was a moment of silence under the tree, and then the sound of a fist hitting the face was heard.
"Ugh... you, give me some face... ah ahΣ(?▃?)!"