"Be careful and try not to move his legs."
"Okay." Several people responded, jumped down and worked together to move him out.
Seeing this, the mercenary was stunned. He just looked at them for a long time and then lowered his eyes.
Several people moved him to a flat place and let him sit against a rock. Then he smiled and said, "Okay, that's it."
Fengjiu took out food and water from the space and handed them to him: "Eat something first and drink some water to moisten your throat."
"Thank you." He thanked with his cracked lips, stretched out his hand to take the food and water, with mixed feelings in his heart.
While he was eating, Fengjiu checked the injuries on his body. There were wounds on his arms and back. Although they were not deep, the wounds had worsened due to improper treatment. The most serious one was the wound on his left leg. Not only was it broken, but it was also bloody. It was probably caused by a wild claw.
"You're seriously injured, especially your leg." Fengjiu said, stopping what he was doing because he was still eating.
"Yes, now I can only wait to die here." He smiled, but that smile was a bit sad: "Maybe it would be better to die directly. Waiting to die slowly like this is really worse than death."
Abandoned by the team and his friends, he really wanted to ask them why they didn't just kill him. Wouldn't that be better
The captain he had followed for so many years and his brother who had been through life and death with him many times, yet the captain abandoned him when he was injured and unable to walk. He didn't even know what he was still alive for
He knew very well that he would be killed by someone or dragged away by a ferocious beast, but he was still extremely hungry and ate tree bark with the only dagger they left for him.
It turns out that human nature can be so selfish, and it turns out that what brothers say about supporting each other through thick and thin is all false. When he was abandoned by the team, none of the brothers whose lives he had saved in the past stood up to say a word for him.
Those brothers who were extremely friendly in the past just looked at him indifferently when he could no longer walk or fight, and some even took away his Qiankun bag.
All that was left for him was a rusty dagger, haha, a rusty dagger!
Fengjiu looked at him and found that he was completely different from when they first met. There was no longer any spirit between his eyebrows and eyes, and there was no life in him. There was only indifference, sadness, and an aura of extreme disappointment.
Without asking him what he had been through during this period, Fengjiu just said: "Bear with it, I will treat your wound." Then, she motioned for them to take off his clothes, including his dirty pants, to reveal the wound on his thigh.
"Luo Fei, find a branch for him to bite." She ordered without raising her head.
"No, this little pain is nothing." He said, and said to Fengjiu: "I can bear it."
Hearing this, Fengjiu glanced at him, then nodded, took out a knife and removed the flesh on his arms and back that had rotted due to inflammation, then cleaned the wound with medicinal wine, sprinkled medicine on it, and bandaged it up.
After treating the wounds on his arms and back, Fengjiu then dealt with the wound on his thigh, which was more troublesome as it had a fracture as well as an injury.