Lu Ang was lying on the wooden floor in the corridor on the second floor, gasping for breath.
On his right leg, there are several blood holes that are completely opposite to each other, and he is gushing out with blood!
The blood loss was too fast, causing his face to show a gray pallor, and even the stubble that was full of energy in the past seemed to be sluggish all at once.
Yan Qingwen gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground without saying a word, tore the fabric from the wound, and neatly tore off a long white cloth from his body and tied it tightly to the rich blood vessels in his thigh to stop the bleeding.
Shen Mo held him down: "The wound is too big, you have to use props for him as soon as possible."
Yan Qingwen looked tense and replied, "No more... The last bandage has already been used by Li Li."
Shen Mo frowned, took out a piece of mud from his clothes, turned the mud into a wide noodle like rubbing plasticine, and then covered Lu Ang's wound!
The dark mud suddenly turned gray.
Shen Mo withdrew his hands, and the mud also regained its elasticity, swooshing back and returning to its original shape.
And the injury on Lu Ang's leg has completely healed!
Yan Qingwen was both surprised and delighted, and asked, "Props?!"
There was no relief on Shen Mo's face, he nodded lightly and said, "Although the effect is quick, it can only treat skin wounds. After the broken bones are reset, he can only recover slowly by himself."
"Thank you..." Lu Ang said in a gruff voice, "We've entered the maze twice, the body's self-healing power... Or, not bad... Help me..."
"Didn't you say the bones were broken too!" Cheng Wei said anxiously, "Don't help him, find a bed and lift him up!"
They removed a bed board, and a few people lifted Lu Ang up.
Chatting and laughing, he asked, "Where are you going?"
The floor on the second floor had been flooded with a layer of shallow water, and the feet were wet.
"Go to the attic." Yan Qingwen said.
- The house has two and a half floors, and the attic only occupies half of the floor. Like the storage room, it is filled with all kinds of sundries and dolls.
The small place was crowded with ten people, and it suddenly seemed cramped.
The space is limited, and Bai Youwei's wheelchair is inconvenient to bring, so she can only sit against the wall. Except for Pan Xiaoxin, no one else could stand up straight.
Everyone finds a place to sit down.
It was raining torrentially outside, the rain fell on the roof, and the whole attic was full of echoes of rain.
Depressed atmosphere.
Li Li was already awake, leaning against the wall without speaking.
Lu Ang's vitality was also severely damaged.
Shen Mo glanced around and said calmly, "There's still time, let's think about it again, what else might be treasures."
No one spoke.
Yan Qingwen suffered two injuries one after another, which seriously affected his state.
Although Tan Xiao and Su Man have different personalities, they are both action-oriented and not good at using their brains.
Zhu Shu is a star. She is used to observing her words and feelings in her life. Unless she has a certain degree of certainty, she will not dare to speak easily.
And Pan Xiaoxin is more cautious than Zhu Shu.
Teacher Cheng looked at everyone and said hesitantly, "Monsters are like a kind of fish, so the treasure... is it also related to fish?"
"Isn't it?" Tan Xiao widened his eyes, "Could it be the fish we ate? ... We ate all the food, so we couldn't spit it out, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several people were disgusted.
Bai Youwei thought for a while, and said, "The rain is so heavy in the summer, and it's so dark that you can't see where the treasure is... If you can't see it in a dark place, it should be in a bright place. Now only the second floor and the attic have light, so focus on searching. ."
She said, looking at Cheng Weicai: "Mr. Cheng, you should lead someone to search the study room to see if there are any books related to water monsters."