"That means it's less than half an hour." After listening to this, Li Nanheng directly supported Feng Ling and leaned against the mountain wall. Then he took off all her coats and found a sharp knife from the middle of her coat. dagger.
Feng Ling leaned there helplessly, his breathing intensified, and he felt like he was not breathing normally, his whole body was very bad, and his eyes were in a trance.
Hearing a sound, she opened her eyelids with some difficulty and saw Li Nanheng casually grabbing a bunch of fallen leaves and thin book branches that were easy to light. After lighting a small fire with a lighter, he put the dagger directly. Bake on top.
She sat there motionless and could only see the man's movements.
After roasting the dagger for a few minutes, Li Nanheng turned around and came over with the dagger, put his shoulder to her mouth, held her arm in one hand, and held the dagger in the other, saying in a low voice: "Bite me if it hurts."
Feng Ling raised his eyes and looked at him: "It's been half an hour, the poisonous blood is probably already..."
"Stop talking nonsense, as much as you can remove, save your life first." Li Nanheng said while giving another warning: "Don't move."
The next moment, Feng Ling's arm, which had been numb all this time, felt a heartbreaking pain. The pain of cutting the flesh without anesthesia was clearly felt.
Although it was not a cutting of flesh, the dagger that had been sterilized by the fire for a long time directly made a cross cut on her shoulder. In order to reduce her pain, Li Nanheng raised the knife very quickly and dropped it very quickly. He cut it open directly, making a perfect cross incision, and then dark blood that was already sticky due to snake venom flowed out of it.
At the same time, the man took off his belt, wrapped it around her shoulders, wrapped it tightly with the belt above, and finally tightened it and tightened it again until the blood stopped flowing back toward the heart.
Feng Ling was so painful that a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He still bit his lips and refused to make any sound of pain, let alone bite Li Nanheng's shoulder.
Li Nanheng helped her squeeze out most of the poisonous blood while looking back at her painful expression: "Hold it."
"Yeah." Feng Ling nodded with sweat on his head, closed his eyes and let him continue.
When the thick blood on the surface gradually became normal and the color was no longer as dark as when it was first squeezed out, Li Nanheng lowered his head and sucked it directly with his mouth. Feng Ling instantly trembled all over, and turned to look at the desperate man. The man who sucked it with his mouth tried to avoid it, but he didn't have the strength.
"Don't..." She only felt that the area around the wound covered by the man's lips was extremely hot, and she said in a dumb voice, "This won't work..."
Li Nanheng spat out a mouthful of dark blood that he had just sucked out, and said softly: "There is no injury in my mouth, it's fine."
"Boss, no need... you can't do this..."
However, no matter how much she said or refused, Li Nanheng continued as before, until he felt almost done, but the blood continued to flow out.
Li Nanheng glanced at his coat, unbuttoned it and was about to take off the clothes underneath.
Feng Ling understood what he was going to do next, and immediately said in a hoarse voice: "Boss... do you need a strip of cloth to tie it up and stop the bleeding?"
"Yes." The man answered without hesitation and took off his clothes without hesitation.
Seeing that he was about to tear off the clothes he was wearing, Feng Ling hurriedly raised his hand and put it on the back of his hand with some difficulty: "Don't, don't... I have... strips of cloth... I have..."
As if he understood what she meant instantly, Li Nanheng looked at her calmly and followed her words: "What?"
Feng Ling looked at him, biting her pale lips first, then suddenly smiled with relief, retracted her hand, slowly placed it on the collar of her T-shirt, and then unbuttoned the front buttons one by one. , it was a bit difficult to solve, but I was still solving it slowly.
Li Nanheng didn't move anymore because of her actions, and just looked at her without saying a word.
After the clothes inside were completely untied, Feng Ling slowly opened the clothes, revealing the flat chest wrapping cloth inside: "Don't you want strips of cloth? I have... and there are many..."
Li Nanheng stared at her face motionlessly, and then looked at the bra wrap on her body. If he were not in such an environment, perhaps her sudden frankness would have made him unable to control all his feelings and emotions. .
But at this moment, there is no chance for emotions to break out. The only purpose is that the snake venom on her body is very serious and she cannot die.
There was no trace of laughter or surprise in the man's eyes, and he just said lightly: "What is this?"
Feng Ling took a deep breath with some difficulty and said, "Yes, a lot of cloth..."
Li Nanheng took another look at the blood still bleeding on her arm and said hoarsely: "I'm asking you, what is this?"
Feng Ling stared at him, his eyes frank and fearless: "This is... my secret."
"Your secret? The secret is that you are actually a woman?" Li Nanheng's expression did not change at all. It was unclear whether he had just found out at this moment or had known it for a long time.
Feng Ling couldn't see through him and didn't explain much. He just raised his hand to pull off the bra and said softly: "It's impossible to return to the base alive anyway. It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl." , you must be honest once before you die..."
"Didn't you say... I'm not honest enough?" Feng Ling looked at him, his eyes really filled with relief: "I'm honest now."
Seeing that she was about to untie all the cloth strips inside, Li Nanheng took out his hand and held her hand directly. Then he buttoned the buttons of her inner shirt one by one with an expressionless face, and at the same time took off his own clothes. She pulled it down, pulled it apart with a tearing sound, tore it into strips of cloth, and then quickly tied it around the wound on her shoulder.
Seeing that the man didn't speak anymore but never stopped, Feng Ling looked at him blankly. Seeing that his face was so serious that it seemed like water could drip from his face, he couldn't help but said in a hoarse voice: "Boss, are you angry with me for hiding this?" Has it taken you so long?"
Li Nanheng didn't say anything, but his hand tightened on her shoulders.
"I'm sorry." Her voice was low and weak, still a voice that seemed to be blown away by the wind: "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't survive, I don't know how long I would have pretended to be a man... But now... "
She suddenly grinned: "It is also a blessing to die next to the boss."
"Stop talking, you are very noisy now." Li Nanheng looked irritated, and his hand picked up another piece of cloth and continued to wrap it around her.
However, Feng Ling felt as if his consciousness was dissipating in his head, his voice was weak, and he whispered with hollow eyes: "Boss, thank you for liking me... let me give you more than half of my limited life and limited happiness. You exist all the time...I will die without you..."
There was a sudden weight on the back of her head. The man grabbed the back of her head and pressed her hard into his arms. The sudden and fierce kiss blocked all her "last words", and even more fiercely attacked her tongue. He pressed hard into his arms, as if he wanted to press her directly into his body!
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