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All Xia Yunchu could do was to try not to focus on the matter of "nervousness", but to focus more on dealing with the wound itself.

The wound on Li Shun's back looked a little hideous, and I don't know if it was because of too much blood loss, but at this time, the skin and flesh on the edge of the wound were already a little white, and they turned out slightly, revealing a blue and white puffy color that didn't seem to belong to a living person, which made people feel quite uncomfortable to look at.

Although Xia Yunchu is not a real doctor, he still has experience and eyesight. At this time, he only glanced at the wound, and he already realized that the blood vessels and cells in the circle of flesh and skin had probably lost their vitality a long time ago, and it was just a circle of dead flesh, and there was no need to keep it.

She glanced sideways at Li Shun and was relieved to see that he was still in a severe coma.

What to do next, Xia Yunchu himself was not too sure in his heart. She didn't even know if Li Shun could bear the pain like that. She was too unfamiliar with this dynasty, and she didn't know if drugs such as Ma Boiling Powder had been invented at this time.

Even if there is, under the current conditions, it is not her turn to pick and choose.

Li Shun was in a coma, but he could avoid some unnecessary pain.

She didn't even have time to boil hot water, so she could only rush to hurry up and light a small bonfire under the cover of the foggy gunsmoke on the side.

"Is there a knife?" Xia Yunchu shouted at Zhao Sanji.

Naturally, there are knives.

Zhao Sanji is also a soldier who fights in front of the battle, and the blade must be carried with him after all.

But as soon as he pulled it out, the corners of Xia Yunchu's mouth twitched.

The knife on Zhao Sanji's waist was not clean. In addition to some mottled and suspicious blood marks on it, there are also some muddy marks and some other unknown stains on it, which is not clean and clean.

Xia Yunchu pursed his lips, didn't say anything, and directly took the short knife and put it on the bonfire next to him to burn it, while he had already picked up the blood-stained strips of cloth and wrapped them around the half-broken handle on Li Shun's back.

"Want to pull it out?" Zhao Sanji was shocked and asked hurriedly.

"Hmm. You can't just stick it in your body all the time. I saw that the knife didn't hurt the internal organs, and if it was pulled out, it would just produce more blood, which was better than stirring it all the way into the body. Xia Yunchu replied softly, turned his head to look at the appearance of Zhao Sanji and Li Shun, pointed his finger, and said, "Your posture is not right, you have to press his shoulders and waist tightly, and you can't let him struggle." ”

- It's just a little more blood.

If this is said on weekdays, Zhao Sanji will definitely laugh at it all at once. But now that he was in front of him, Zhao Sanji knew that what Xia Yunchu said was not a joke.

Compared to the end of the mess where all the internal organs were messed up, it was just a little more blood spurting out of the wound on the back, but it really wasn't anything.

Zhao Sanji saw Xia Yunchu wrap the blood-stained strip of cloth around the handle of the knife, took a slight breath, and then held his breath, and pressed the palm of his hand against the two ends of the blade, and pulled out the broken blade violently.

He thought that Xia Yunchu would be careful to deal with the severed blade, but he didn't expect that Xia Yunchu didn't even think too much about it, and immediately pulled the broken blade out of Li Shun's body.

As the broken blade was pulled out, Li Shun's body also trembled, even if he had been pressed down by Zhao Sanji, he still arched upwards violently, and almost didn't break out from under Zhao Sanji.

Zhao Sanji was shocked, and he didn't know where Li Shun's seriously injured body came from, so he quickly pressed Li Shun's shoulder hard, but he could only watch as the deep wound on Li Shun's back suddenly gushed out a little sticky crimson blood. The blood looked a little muddy, not even like the kind of blood he usually saw, which was very strange.

However, he actually couldn't tell what was different in those bloods, and now he couldn't tell the difference, so he could only watch anxiously what Xia Yunchu would do.

Xia Yunchu didn't have the heart to spend more on Zhao Sanji at all. Zhao Sanji just gave her another million eyes, and she couldn't receive one or two of them at this time.

The knife was pulled out quickly, so as not to cause more damage to the wound on Li Shun's back.

She also knew that she pulled out the broken blade so quickly, if it was a trembling hand, it was likely to hurt Li Shun's internal organs, but if she moved too slowly, grinding, and pulled out the blade little by little, it would be equivalent to cutting the flesh and skin in Li Shun's body, and the damage caused would be more and greater. After weighing the two, she still chose to trust the steady movement in her hands.

The broken blade was pulled out, and Xia Yunchu had already quickly ripped off the wet cloth wrapped around his palm and the blade, and easily picked up the small short knife burning on the bonfire next to him.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Zhao Sanji already felt something, and even his voice was already a little trembling when he asked.

Xia Yunchu glanced up at him, and even smiled, "I think, you shouldn't have a needle and thread on you, right?"

Zhao Sanji was stunned, his head was already shaking.

Xia Yunchu's smile also took it back.

When she picked up the short knife, her heart suddenly moved, and she suddenly bent down, leaned into Li Shun's ear, and whispered a word to Li Shun.

Zhao Sanji almost only saw Xia Yunchu move her lips, and she didn't hear any sound coming from her mouth at all. Then, Zhao Sanji saw Xia Yunchu say something very lightly, and then saw that Li Shun, who was supposed to be in a deep coma, seemed to twitch his fingertips and moved his head very slowly.

"He ......"

"Don't ask, you come over to help too, or hold your shoulders. Xia Yunchu interrupted Zhao Sanji's questioning all of a sudden.

At this time, she was still the skinny little baby, but in Zhao Sanji's eyes, she suddenly felt that this little guy seemed to have changed all of a sudden. Her eyes were shining, and the sweat on her forehead was sliding down her thin cheeks until she was confined to the tip of her chin, and she didn't even think to reach out to wipe it.

She had an unquestionable confidence all over her body, and Zhao Sanji dispelled all her doubts at once.

That's fine.

Zhao Sanji gritted his teeth.

He knew that Li Shun's life could only fall on this little baby. If you can pick it up, it will naturally be a fluke. And if he loses it like this, he thinks, his Junko brother shouldn't blame him, let alone Xiao Xiazi.