Ji Nuan is really not a crybaby woman.
But when she forced Mo Jingshen to sit down and then pulled open his shirt, she saw that not only did he have injuries on his back and head, but there were also vague scars everywhere on his body. At the same time, she saw the back of his neck and When there were still some blood drops slowly rolling down the back of his head, tears suddenly fell out.
It turned out that those people not only imprisoned him there, but they must have tortured him severely before he was imprisoned on the first day. It was just that Mo Jingshen was too difficult for them to control, so they finally got discouraged and simply imprisoned him like this. , trying to get words out of his mouth.
But they ultimately miscalculated.
Mo Jingshen was about to push her hand away, but Ji Nuan stubbornly helped him take off his clothes. The blood on his back and the fabric of his shirt were stuck to his back and he couldn't take it off smoothly. Ji Nuan carefully tore it off. Suddenly, she felt that although the man did not move, she glanced forward and saw that Mo Jingshen closed his eyes at this moment.
It definitely still hurts.
There was no way it wouldn't hurt. How could it not hurt if the blood and flesh were torn off like this
"Shout out if it hurts." Ji Nuan raised her hand and wiped her tears, wondering whether to tear it off all at once, or to do it slowly, but the slower it got, the more painful and tortured it became.
"It won't hurt if you shout?" The man's voice seemed to have a hint of a smile, low and deep, which could calm her mind anytime and anywhere.
Ji Nuan suddenly stood up, went to the bathroom in the cabin to get a clean towel, folded it into a square, took it out and handed it to him: "Then bite it first."
Mo Jingshen glanced at her wet eyes and nose that was red from crying, slightly curled his lips, reached out to take the towel, but put it aside. At the same time, he pulled Ji Nuan over and let her sit on his lap. Holding her, raising his hand to stroke her long hair, looking at her eyes that never shed tears no matter how much she was beaten or scolded in the camp, looking at the little woman who was not afraid of life and death before, but now because of him Crying like this because of the injuries on his body.
The man's slender fingers ran through her hair, and finally stopped on her back, stroking gently and slowly.
"Nuan Nuan." The man's gentle and patient voice spoke in her ear.
Ji Nuan knew that she had lost her composure. She raised her hand to wipe her nose, and then raised her clear, still slightly moist eyes to look at him.
"Pain is unavoidable. I am also a human being and I will feel pain, but the pain on the surface of the skin is nothing compared to what I experienced when I saw you today." He stroked her back and said warmly: "In In a place like this, people who have had such an experience will instinctively realize the fragility of life, and will cherish the peace in front of them. They are lucky to be able to save their lives. These traumas will only need a period of treatment to recover, which is a pleasant thing. Once your heart is hurt, it will only get deeper and deeper.”
Ji Nuan hugged his neck and buried herself in his neck without saying a word.
"Today, I risked my life, and even tried to use my own body as a bargaining chip to ensure that I left safely. I don't want it to happen again, and I don't want it ever to happen again." He put his hand around her waist, Even if you haven't eaten for many days, it will still be stable and powerful.
She knew how profoundly Mo Jingshen's mood was at that moment.
Ji Nuan sat obediently in his arms, softly said "hmm" and did not refute.
Now that he was an injured patient, whatever he said was what he said. She would not argue with him or be stubborn with him.
"Okay, it's just a trauma. Wipe your tears." The man patted her head again: "Go get some warm water and wipe it down little by little along the wound on the back so that the clothes can be taken off."
Ji Nuan wiped his eyes, stood up and did as he was told, and went to the bathroom to get warm water. When he was behind him and continued to help him treat the wound, he hesitated for a moment: "If you are injured like this, can you touch the water again?"
"That's it. It doesn't make any difference whether you touch the water or not. Take off your clothes first and then disinfect them." Mo Jingshen was always calm. Compared with her confusion, it turns out that men and women are not ordinary in their calmness and IQ in times of crisis. animal.
Just as Ji Nuan was about to touch the water, Mo Jingshen suddenly glanced at the gauze on her hand: "Forget it, do it after you get back, your hands are not good."
"I'm fine. Feng Ling took care of it for me. The fingertips of my right hand are not injured. I just need to hold the towel here. Otherwise, do you want Feng Ling to come in and help you take off your clothes?"
“…”
Mo Jingshen glanced at her hands again to make sure she was measured, and said no more.
Ji Nuan soaked the hot water and lightly poured some water on his back. She felt that the texture of the man's back was only slightly tense, but other than that, he remained silent.
As he said, he is also a human being and he will feel pain.
Ji Nuan helped him moisten the wound bit by bit, and then tore off the wet shirt bit by bit. This method could indeed prevent too much flesh and blood from being ripped off.
Then I helped him scrub the area around the wound with clean water to make sure all the blood was gone. Then I picked up the wound disinfectant and applied it on him.
"Mo Jingshen, bite the towel if it hurts you. Don't bear it. I won't laugh at you."
When Feng Ling helped her put the disinfectant on her hand just now, the pain was so painful that she broke out in a cold sweat. However, she held back and did not say a word. Her injury was only minor and it only burned the surface of her skin.
Mo Jingshen was injured deep in his flesh.
The man didn't speak, but she clearly heard him chuckle.
She felt sorry for him, but he was still in the mood to laugh.
Ji Nuan, who had been in a heavy mood, inexplicably turned from depression to gradually calming down because of his low laughter. In the end, he stopped being timid and chose to disinfect him quickly, then apply some simple medicine, and then from the medicine box He took out gauze and wrapped it around his body. Finally, it was wrapped around his chest and back like a seriously injured patient in an ancient TV series. It was almost the same as wearing a white vest.
"Suddenly I regretted that I didn't study medicine." Seeing that Mo Jingshen just glanced down but didn't say anything, Ji Nuan muttered a little embarrassedly.
Mo Jingshen narrowed his eyes slightly, laughed, and said calmly: "Whether you are studying medicine or finance, bandaging this kind of trauma is still rarely used, but it is still important to understand the difference between a first kiss and artificial respiration as early as possible. "
"Ah?" Ji Nuan's hand that was helping him treat the wound on his head paused and looked at him in surprise: "What artificial respiration?"
The man laughed again: "Okay, now is not the time to talk about this. Are you sure your hand is okay?"
"No problem. At least I'll disinfect your wound first, otherwise it's easy to get infected in a tropical area like this." Ji Nuan continued to concentrate on applying the medicine.
only…
What he just said about first kiss and artificial respiration...
Somehow she seemed to have some impression, but couldn't remember where she had heard or said this...