On the shore of the lonely island, the sound of waves washed over the shore, flooding over the two people's bodies and then receding. The man and woman hugged each other tightly, entangled like tangled seaweed.
Both of them were trembling in coma.
After being injured and unconscious, the situation is not the same as when you are healthy. After soaking in the water, the damp and cold sea breeze makes people instinctively hug each other for warmth.
After countless rounds of waves, a small crab climbed onto Zhao Changhe's face and slowly clamped it.
"Shit!" Zhao Changhe jumped up, the crab fell to the ground, and ran back into the sea.
Zhao Changhe rubbed his face in pain. The blood Shura body's self-healing ability started working and he recovered in an instant. But his mind was still confused and the pain was unbearable. He even had some memory loss and forgot what he was doing before he fainted...
When he looked down, he saw Sanniang was still in his arms, wrapped around him like an octopus, hugging him tightly. His brows were unconsciously furrowed, and he looked very painful.
Zhao Changhe tapped his head and remembered that he and Sanniang were fighting octopuses together before...
If I recall more, it's not just about fighting the octopus, it's essentially about fighting the sea king...
The tentacles wrapped Sanniang tightly, and we couldn't see the situation inside. From Sanniang's conversation, it seemed that she was fine, but how could she be injured like this
Zhao Changhe endured the splitting headache and tried to probe into the true Qi to check Sanniang's condition. However, his meridians ached and he had no true Qi left.
Those two arrows drained all the strength.
Normally, it would recover a little after a good sleep, but it didn't recover at all... I guess it has something to do with the mental trauma, just like the evening makeup, the soul was damaged and affected the meridians.
This time, there was no cheating with the true qi, and my body was wet and I couldn't dry it. I could only diagnose the disease by feeling the pulse. Suddenly, I felt as if I had fallen into the mortal world.
The foundation of a warrior is indeed true qi...
Zhao Changhe didn't want to care about so many things for the time being. He took the patient's pulse carefully and frowned tightly.
Sanniang's injuries were the opposite of mine... I was mentally traumatized and had a series of sequelae, but my body was not injured. Sanniang's spirit was just exhausted, at most slightly injured, but her body was seriously injured. Both arms were dislocated, which was fine, but the key point was that one of her ribs was cracked. The meridians in her body seemed to be twisted, and her dantian was dry and exhausted...
It seemed that the octopus could not break her defense at all, so how did she get injured so badly
It should be because of the attack by the Sea Emperor... The mental attack invaded Sanniang, and when she was distracted to resist, her body defense was naturally weakened... The last punch blasted a hole in the tentacle, and the defense was essentially broken. She endured the pain of being squeezed all over her body and blasted it out.
Looking down at her body, it was true. If her defense was not broken, even the corners of her clothes would not be torn. Once her defense was broken, how could ordinary clothes withstand the pressure of the tentacles? Now they were torn everywhere, revealing her body.
Zhao Changhe didn't want to look any further. The most troublesome thing this time was that he couldn't use his true energy in the short term. He couldn't even take things out of the ring. He could only watch as the medicine in the ring could not be used, the food could not be eaten, the fire starter could not be used, and the dry clothes could not be changed.
The disadvantages of relying too much on true Qi have become completely apparent, and I don’t know how long it will take to recover. This is a problem.
The most troublesome thing right now is that Sanniang is in a very bad condition. If she stays in the water and blows the wind, she will get sick. If she gets sick again in this condition, it will be a disaster. She can die.
By the way, try calling for help: "Xia Xia?"
The blind man played dead and didn't respond.
"Damn..." Zhao Changhe picked up the dragon bird that fell beside him: "Queque?"
Dragon Bird: “?”
Zhao Changhe was overjoyed: "You are still reliable."
Dragon Bird said, "Don't use such a disgusting name. My focus is on the dragon, not your bird."
Zhao Changhe: "Dragon and sparrow, sometimes they seem to be the same thing?"
Dragon Bird: “…”
I'm talking about your Suzaku, don't call it that, it's disgusting.
Forget it, Longque was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and asked, "Why did you call me?"
Zhao Changhe asked: "You should be able to move by yourself? Can you enter the ring to take something?"
Long Que said: "It is very difficult to actively travel through space, and it consumes a lot of my energy. If you want me to take something, I can only go in and out once. See what you need to take."
Zhao Changhe was delighted: "One bottle of medicine for each of the inside and outside, a piece of dry clothing, and a fire starter, that's all."
Longque was silent for a moment: "I'm just a knife."
Zhao Changhe: “?”
"I don't have hands, how can I carry so many things?" Long Que said helplessly: "If I put them on the blade, they will definitely fall out when they pass through the ring space, and I can't take them out... I can only use the tip of the knife to pierce one thing and bring it out. You can only choose one thing. Don't expect me to pack it, I can't do it."
That's true... Zhao Changhe hesitated. In theory, drugs to restore internal strength are the first choice, but in fact, his Dantian meridians are not injured, and his true energy can recover on its own, without the need for drugs. Now it is because of the mental trauma that is temporarily restricted and unable to recover, and the drugs to restore internal strength are very likely not suitable for the disease.
But the only thing that can heal the soul is Yunyang leaves... This is what the spirit race gave to the "holy envoy", there is enough, I used some of it when I boiled blood ao soup for Wanzhuang in the capital, and there are still a lot left. The problem is that Yunyang leaves need to be mixed with a lot of auxiliary medicines to be meaningful, and it is unknown how much effect a single leaf can have. If it is not very useful, the only chance will be wasted.
The priority is to save Sanniang's wounds, which will definitely be helpful. Even if the bone recovery process takes a long time and is of no help to the current situation, it must be treated early, otherwise it will go wrong.
Just thinking about it this simple, his soul sea was about to split apart with pain. Zhao Changhe pinched his head in pain, but he said, "That box of Guiyu Paste, used for bone reconnection, do you know which one it is?"
"I know. You're getting more and more injured like a dead dog every day. I've seen all kinds of medicine you take out." Long Que went back into the ring without saying a word. After a moment, the tip of the knife came out with a jade box. It fell to the ground with a "clang", obviously exhausted.
Space travel...
Normally I felt that taking things in my ring was effortless, but it turns out that actively traveling through space is so difficult... When I read novels before, the old grandfathers and little ghosts in the ring could run in and out casually. They were truly characters with plug-ins, and ordinary people couldn't do it.
This is just a simple ring space... What kind of ability does it take to really go back to Earth
Zhao Changhe shook his head, not wanting to think too much for the time being. He touched Longque and said, "Sure enough, you are my most reliable partner."
The dragon bird trembled and stopped moving.
Blind man: “…”
Zhao Changhe bent down with great effort to pick up the Guiyu Paste, and suddenly he was stunned.
This ointment is for external application. Just apply it on the broken bone and bandage it, and you're done... Sanniang's dislocated arm is okay, it's easy to reconnect; but the ribs are injured, and it's in a very high position, just a little bit below the jade ball. How can I apply it
No matter what, the dislocated hand must be reconnected first, otherwise something will go wrong if it takes too long.
Zhao Changhe reached out and touched her arm. With a click, the bone was straightened and connected, cleanly and neatly. After hesitating for a moment, he tore open her tattered arm clothes, revealing two arms as white as jade, applied Guiyu ointment, and wrapped the clothes strips back.
Looking down, Sanniang seemed to have been awakened by the pain of the bone setting. She lay in his arms with her eyes open, watching his operation.
Even with such a simple operation, he was sweating profusely, and his sea of consciousness felt like it was being pricked by needles, which had not gone away to this day.
"Uh... Are you awakened by the pain? Just bear with it, it's healed now..." Zhao Changhe lowered his head and wrapped the bandage.
Sanniang said, "I was awake when you were talking to Dao."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Sanniang looked at him steadily: "You can only take one thing, why don't you treat yourself first?"
Zhao Changhe told the truth: "Those medicines are not suitable for my injury... Besides, yours needs to be treated first, and the bone setting cannot be delayed for too long."
It is obviously the truth, but in anyone's mind, it means they are disregarding themselves and saving the other person first.
Zhao Changhe said, "It will be easy once you wake up. The dislocation has been fixed. Can you try to apply the compress to the ribs yourself?"
Sanniang didn't reply. The coast was quiet for a moment, with only the sound of the waves crashing as the tireless accompaniment.
It is common sense that even if a dislocated bone is not splinted, it cannot be moved around randomly... Of course, it is not impossible to move it around, but it is extremely forced and may cause problems.
The two looked at each other for a long time. Sanniang finally curled her lips and whispered, "Doctors save people, so why bother with men and women? Just apply it."
Zhao Changhe sighed and said, "I'm sorry..."
Sanniang said, "You are obviously smiling."
Zhao Changhe was dissatisfied: "How did I laugh? I am a gentleman."
Sanniang snorted, tilted her head slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, you can't do that, so you can only satisfy your desire."
Zhao Changhe: “?”
Sanniang looked up at the sky.
With a "rip" sound, Zhao Changhe tore open the clothes under her ribs expressionlessly, picked up a piece of plaster and smeared it on her injured bones.
The thumb "accidentally" brushed across the lower hemisphere, causing the waves to tremble.
Sanniang bit her lower lip, turned her head away and said nothing, her cheeks turning red unconsciously.
Zhao Changhe felt the softness in his hand and glanced at Sanniang's expression. He suddenly thought that the tentacles had wrapped around him so tightly that he couldn't see anything. In fact, they were not real at all.
Now this is the book.
(End of this chapter)