The young man asked a word, and before the girl could answer, he felt that his eyelids were weighing a thousand pounds, and closed them tightly again.

He was so weak, and the blood in his body was losing too much, and it was good to be able to wake up vaguely and say a word.

The girl saw that the young man had fallen asleep again, and when she was not as nervous as he was awake, she tightened her hand on the young man's head in her arms, and gently poured water again, more carefully than last time.

As if holding her own child, the girl moved gently, lowered her head, and the broken hair on her forehead fluttered in the wind, revealing a delicate side face.

"I haven't told you my name yet, why did you faint again, wake up quickly, talk to me, okay." The girl murmured softly, as if to the young man in her arms, and seemed to be talking to herself.

The breeze blew the whole woods and rattled, and the noonday sun was very scorching, mercilessly scorching the young man in the girl's arms, and the sweat on the girl's forehead had quietly fallen on the young man's cheeks.

As if realizing that the place she was in was very sunny, the girl stood up and dragged the young man under a big tree with great difficulty, and decided to place it under the big tree for the time being.

There is only one thatched house in this place, and usually the girl and her grandfather live together, and they don't need too many houses, but now that there are more people, there is no place to stay.

The girl promised not to trouble her grandfather, but she didn't want to drag the young man into the house, for fear of disturbing her grandfather's rest and annoying her grandfather.

After working for a long time, he dragged the young man under the tree, and then went into the house to find some leftover food and stuffed it into the young man's mouth.

"I hope you can open your eyes quickly, get better soon, you must not die, or I will be scared to death, think about someone dying in your arms, it feels really uncomfortable, you know." The girl whispered softly, as if singing, to the young man, regardless of whether he could hear it or not.

For the two long feathered arrows inserted in the young man's body, the girl was worried, and did not know what to do, the wounds there were all suppurated, and it looked extremely disgusting, and the girl did not dare to touch it.

"It seems that I still have to ask grandpa for help, hey, I guess I have to be nagged by him again." The girl's brows furrowed slightly, her mouth pursed slightly, and she muttered to herself.

In this closed environment, there was no one of her peers since she was a child, and even except for her grandfather, the girl never saw anyone, including his parents.

From bottom to most, they are dependent on their grandfather, and the two are usually silent and opposite, and the girl talks to herself more often, so many years, it seems that she has developed such a habit.

At first sight of the unfamiliar face, the girl was still very excited, all day long, only the grandfather's face floated in front of her, and now there was finally a new face, and the girl said that she would keep him.

"Grandpa, grandpa, can you help me pull out the arrow from his body?" Gently placing the young man in the shade of the tree, the girl walked into the house lightly, and saw the grandfather lying on the bed with his head in his hands, and walked over and pleaded softly.

"Pull out the arrow, pull out the arrow and he will die, do you really want me to pull out the arrow from him?" The old man had no expression on his face, lying on the bed and never falling asleep, seeing that his granddaughter was busy going in and out for a dying person, the boss in his heart was not happy, where could he still sleep, at this time he had a cold face, and he didn't like what he said.

"Ah, why does the arrow die when it is pulled out, and if those two arrows must always be placed on him, will not his wound never heal?" The girl said worriedly, not noticing that the grandfather in front of her was playing tricks on herself.

"If you don't pull it out, the two arrows will be joined to his flesh, and they will grow on him, and they will take root and sprout in him, and the wounds will be healed." The old man continued, his face was still serious, and he didn't look like he was lying.

The girl believed in her grandfather's words, and never doubted her grandfather's words, and it was the same at this time, she felt that her grandfather would not lie to herself.

It's just that as soon as the grandfather said this, the girl was even more worried, the arrow was on the body, wouldn't it be very ugly, a good person, with two more arrows in plain water, and still in such an embarrassing part, it was really ugly.

"Grandpa, isn't there a way to take him out, the arrow is on the body, it's not ugly, I look awkward." The girl asked softly, her brows furrowed tightly, looking very anxious.

"The arrow grows on him, and it doesn't grow on you, what do you do with so much heart, besides, you know whether he is a good person or a bad person, so enthusiastic to save him, what if he is saved but is a bad person?" Old Uncle Dao.

"He, he, he was picked up by us, and we have the responsibility to save him, can you bear to watch a big living person die in front of you like this?" The girl was angry at what her grandfather said and retorted.

Then he said softly: "Moreover, I believe that he is not a bad person, a bad person will not look like this, so ......", speaking of this, the girl seemed to blush a little and couldn't continue, "In short, I don't think he is a bad person, grandpa, you just think of a way, please." ”

The old man saw his granddaughter begging like this, and his face that had been tense couldn't pretend to be a little unbearable, and his heart had actually been softened by her, and he still pretended to be reluctant to say: "Forget it, forget it, who let me put up such an unfilial granddaughter as you, just help you." ”

"You go, go and prepare some firewood, I'll use it later." The old man got up and instructed the girl, his eyes were still a little unkind, and he glared at the girl fiercely, and then his face eased.

"Haha, I know that grandpa is the best, I'll go." The girl finally got her grandfather's consent, and her heart blossomed, and she jumped out of the door.

In this wilderness, the best thing to find is firewood, especially in this hot summer, all kinds of creatures are hurrying to grow wildly.

After a while, the girl skillfully carried a pile of dry branches to the front of the house, found a relatively open place, and piled the firewood in one place.

The old man was already waiting by the fire with a kitchen knife, and the young man had been dragged by the old man to the firewood, and everything was ready.

The old man looked at the fire in front of him, and couldn't help but think in his heart that the original barbecue was gone, which was really annoying.

When the fire was burning, the old man roasted the kitchen knife in his hand in the fire for a long time, turning it back and forth to ensure that every part of the knife was baked.

The girl stood aside, constantly adding firewood to the fire, and from time to time a pair of eyes glanced at the young man lying on the ground, and saw that his eyes had been closed, and then turned his head to stare at the firewood, with a gloomy expression, as if he was a little worried.

"Alright, it's time to do it." The old man took out the knife that had been baked for a long time, and quickly felt the temperature with his other hand, which was already a little hot.

The fire was almost over, and the girl was told not to look at it, worried that the girl would not be able to stand the bloody scene, and it would be bad to be scared, and in the end it was still herself who was distressed.

He came to the young man's side and carefully examined a wound, and one arrow was inserted very deeply, piercing the entire leg. One of the arrows is a little shallower, but the part is not very pretty, and it happens to be on the hip.

I'm sorry, where are you hit by an arrow, but you were hit by an arrow in your ass, it really stinks and stinks to death, and it makes my old man suffer, it's really annoying, the old man thought angrily in his heart.

Picking off the young man's clothes, the flesh around the wound on his buttocks had rotted, and the turbid pus emitted a foul smell, and the old man had no choice but to cover his nose with his clothes, so that he felt a little better.

The knife in his hand slashed slightly at the young man's buttocks, and the old man seemed to be very experienced in this, and he cut it down with a single shot.

"Ah......h

The poor young man was unconscious and unconscious, but this knife went down, and the hot pain woke him up, and when he woke up, the pain was even more obvious, and the screams were even more continuous.

The girl turned her head in shock by the young man's scream, but she happened to see the young man's head turned away, and she should have fainted in pain. However, not long after he passed out, the young man woke up in pain again......

The old man's movements were very fast, and the first arrow was quickly pulled out, and he sprayed a mouthful of wine into the wound, bringing another burst of young man's howl.

The second wound was much heavier than the first, and the old man could only cut the arrow slowly, and then pulled out the arrow that was inserted deeply.

I sprayed a lot of wine during the whole process, but the old man was so distressed that he was usually reluctant to drink it, and at this time it was all wasted on this young man, which was really hateful.

After simply bandaging the wound, the old man's mission was completed, and whether the young man lived or died was no longer a matter of concern to him.

In the real process, the girl only saw the young man waking up and fainting, fainting and waking up, repeating it several times, and finally it should be numb from pain, and there was no consciousness.

The young man no longer fainted, as if he had awakened a lot, a pair of eyes staring blankly at the sky, as if the two legs were no longer his own, and he could no longer feel pain.

The previous pain stimulated the young man's brain was extremely awake, and he couldn't faint even if he wanted to, that kind of pain was even worse than the kick Sun Erniang gave herself when he first came to this world.

The girl walked up to the young man gently, rested his upper body on her lap again, and hugged him tightly, wanting to give him some comfort, but she didn't know what to say.

"You, what's your name?" After thinking about it for a long time, the girl asked such a sentence.

"Lu, Ruda." The young man hoarsely said a name softly, but he also added a name in his heart, abstinence.

"What about you, what's your name?" Jie Se asked laboriously.

"I, my name is Lin Chong." The girl doesn't look over, she doesn't want the ring to see her red face, shyness is the patent of girls.

"What, what?" Hearing the girl's answer, Jiese was shocked again, and just like that, he fainted in the girl's arms again.