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Arthur pushes Hawkins to the deepest part of the cave, then slowly sits down, takes off his coat and shirt with the help of Nain, and prepares to treat the wounds on his shoulders and abdomen.

Salina asked Witt to stay and help, and she stood guard at the entrance of the cave. Witt understood that Salina couldn't watch anymore and that someone really needed to watch the situation, so he didn't say anything, patted Salina on the shoulder, went into the cave, helped Naine help Arthur lie down, and then lit a fire, boiled hot water, and helped Nayin disinfect the tools.

Arthur didn't feel much pain because of the numbing of the wounds on his shoulder and abdomen, or perhaps the pain had numbed him, and he didn't respond to Nain's fingers or tools to stir his flesh.

He hadn't looked at his companions during the operation, and he didn't want to stress them any more, his eyes half-open and half-closed, looking at the top of the cave with little obsession, somewhat boredly trying to identify a depression, a bulge, or a horizontal stripe.

Hawkins tightened his grip on his staff and cowered into the deepest part of the cave.

With the previous lesson, he didn't dare to look at Arthur anymore, and turned his back and curled up in a ball. Even if he didn't want to know anything, he could still hear some sounds and smell a pungent smell that even the rain couldn't hold.

The sounds and smells forced him to make associations, and he felt sick to his stomach again, and he closed his eyes tightly, covered his ears with his hands, and curled up even more.

In order to minimize Arthur's pain, Naine constantly ordered herself to do it quickly and well, without being nervous and without the slightest mistake.

And she did. Although her heart was crying and trembling, her hands were steady, even if she churned Arthur's flesh with her own hands, her fingertips twitched the muscles and nerves, and rubbed with the internal organs and bones, she could grit her teeth and persevere.

Arthur felt very tired after the operation, he wanted to sleep, but he didn't dare to sleep, he was afraid that he wouldn't wake up if he did. Naine fed him water, the first time he coughed and spit out, and spit out a lot of blood, Naine hurriedly did the cleaning work, wiped the blood off Arthur's face and neck, Naine ran out of the cave, washed his hands with rainwater, washed away the smell of blood on his hands, and then returned to Arthur, gently touched Arthur's lips, massaged his throat, guided him to swallow several times, and then tried to feed the water, this time Arthur coughed again, but finally drank smoothly.

"Is he temporarily unable to eat?" Witt asked Nayin worriedly seeing Arthur's weakened condition.

Before Nayin could reply, Arthur squeezed out a weak smile and said, "Do you really think of me as a wounded?" ”

"You're the wounded. Together, Werther and Nayin wiped the blood from Arthur's body with a damp gauze, "All this is an exaggeration, only you don't think so." ”

Arthur smiled weakly again, and Nayin told Werther that Arthur was better off eating easily digestible food at this stage. Werther then used the ingredients available to Arthur to make simple porridge and vegetable soup soaked in dry food.

No one knows how long they will be able to stay in this cave, but they all regard this small cave as a precious refuge.

Nayin, Werther, and Salina all wanted Arthur to rest as much as he could, and Arthur did close his eyes and fall asleep as they had hoped. But it was not of his own free will, as the pain accumulated over his nerves after the effect of the anesthetic had passed, and he actually fainted from the pain, and was given a short rest.

When he woke up, the rain was still falling, and the cave was filled with the smell of food and rain.

The regular sound of rain inexplicably reassured Arthur, and he quickly swept through the cave to find that Werther was not there, Naiyin was beside him, and Hawkins was still curled up in the deepest part.

Arthur looked down and saw that he was covered with Werther's and Nayin's cloaks, and he tried to sit up, the two cloaks sliding down a little.

"Are you feeling okay?" Naine immediately asked, reaching out to touch Arthur's forehead with a worried expression, "You still have a fever, you should continue to sleep." ”

"I have a fever?" Arthur tilted his head slightly, "I don't know, I don't feel it, I can't imagine that I have a fever, I can't even remember the last time I had a fever." ”

Seeing Arthur's indifferent look, Naine sighed softly and picked up the kettle to feed Arthur water, Arthur wanted to drink it himself, but when he reached out to grab the kettle, he grabbed it because Naine suddenly withdrew his hand.

Seeing Nain's frowning, Arthur smiled silently, then tilted his head slightly, opened his mouth, and asked Nayin to feed him.

After drinking the water, Arthur felt much more comfortable in his throat. But something different from body temperature entered the body, and it also made him feel that his current body temperature was indeed different from usual.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Less than an hour. ”

"Why is it so short? I thought I slept all night. ”

Naine sighed again, "Is your judgment of time confused?"

"Hah, maybe. Arthur turned his head to look at the entrance of the cave and saw that the light outside was dimmer than it had been before he had fallen asleep.

"What about Vitgo and Salina? I'm not cold, and Vitgo doesn't need to give me his cloak. ”

"They're patrolling outside the cave, and Werther wants to give you all the clothes. ”

Arthur laughed, then thought that his clothes were all stained with blood, and that he had been torn in so many parts from his wounds that he could no longer wear them.

"Arthur, you need to get something to eat. ”

"Nain, can you still feel them?"

"Rest assured, they're far away from us. ”

"But they didn't give up, did they?"

Naine pursed her lips and nodded helplessly, and after a few seconds of silence, she repeated, "You need to eat something." ”

"Have Vitgo and Salina eaten?"

"I've eaten them all. ”

"What about that guy?"

Following Arthur's gaze, Naine looked at Hawkins, the back of a curled up ball, to be exact.

"I asked, and he said he wouldn't eat it. After a pause, Nayin added, "Maybe he's not fit to eat yet." ”

"Really?" Arthur looked at Hawkins for a moment, then asked him, "Hey, are you hungry? ”

After waiting for a while, without waiting for a response, Arthur said, "If you are hungry, feel free to say that our food reserves are quite sufficient." ”

The water was fine, but seeing that Nayin even had to be fed, Arthur tried to resist, of course, it was only a small resistance, and in the end the strict doctor said that the resistance was ineffective, and Arthur had to open his mouth and accept Nayin's spoonful of feeding.

The short sleep, the effects of the medicine, the food and the water made Arthur feel his strength restored, and even though the severe pain was still raging along his limbs, Arthur felt much better, and he confirmed that he could pick up a sword and fight if needed.

Seeing Hawkins remain motionless and silent for a long time than himself, Arthur was more worried about the magician who had suffered a great change.