Finally, in the midst of the chaos, with a little help, he climbed the first branch.

I was already tired, I was constantly panting against the trunk, and I didn't bother to look at the guy, if it could climb up, I would accept my fate, because I really didn't have the strength to climb, and it was better to be bitten to death than to be tired.

Listening to the constant scratching and roaring sounds coming from under the tree, I knew that it would not come up for a while, and I also had time to look at my head, and the distance from a branch was not close, and it was not easy to climb up, for now.

His back was completely soaked with blood, and the pain was a little numb, but he knew that he had to take off his clothes as soon as possible, otherwise the blood would clot and take it off again would not only be more painful but also more likely to be infected. The fleshy little hands pulled the clothes little by little, and the tears fell in pain, but they held back their mouths and didn't make a sound.

When I was halfway through, I was already fainting from the pain, my face was even whiter, and the blood that had been somewhat congealed flowed out again, and I wanted to cover the wound with both hands, and I was afraid that if I continued to flow like this, I would drain myself, but I couldn't reach it.

I began to think about the treatment method in my memory, I had to apply medicine, but I looked around and how there was medicine here, just those broken branches and the leaves of this tree, looked at the buds on the branches, thought about it and began to drive the tired body to crawl over, grab those shoots and stuff them into my mouth, very bitter and astringent, a little nauseous, almost vomited, and hurriedly covered my mouth with my little hand.

After chewing, I began to apply it to my back, and I shed tears in pain, but the tears flowed less quickly than before, and the chewed medicine was quickly finished, and I once again drove my body to climb to the treetops, and then grabbed the young branches again and stuffed them into my mouth, chewed, and dressed...... Stuff, chew and compress.

I don't know how many times I repeated it, and finally put it on my back, my blue lips had lost my sense of taste, but at least the bleeding had stopped, and when I climbed back to the trunk from the treetops, my eyelids began to sink more and more, and when I leaned against the trunk, I finally gave up my strong eyelids and fainted......

I don't know how long I was in a coma, my face felt a little cold, I opened my eyes strongly, my fleshy little hands touched my dirty face, found some traces of water, looked up at the already dim sky, and found that it had rained lightly, it didn't look big, in fact, the leaves blocked most of the rain, but it couldn't be long, he knew that he had to find a place to shelter from the rain as soon as possible.

When I got up, I found that my legs were very sore, and I found that I couldn't stand up, and then I tried to move my legs, and found that my legs could still move, but I didn't feel it at first, but now I slowly feel numbness, and I breathed a sigh of relief, and I looked around while massaging my legs.

The guy under the tree didn't know where to run, and he didn't know how long he was unconscious, the blood under the tree was gone, there were many scratches under the trunk, and his hair had begun to get wet from the rain, but he was still waiting, and he didn't know what he was waiting for, but he always wanted to wait a while to see if he could find something abnormal.

After a while, the rain began to grow heavier, and there was the sound of rain all around, and he knew that it was time to go down, and the rain could cover the sound of his walking, and it could hide his smell even more, especially his own bloodstains, which were as attractive in the eyes of many beasts with a keen sense of smell as the smoke of cooking in the village. I began to climb down with the trunk of the tree in my arms.