The Vast Continent Chapter 38 [The Wounded Man]
Not long after Mo Jinsheng and the others disappeared, three people covered with black cloaks and facial features arrived outside the forest.
"The hosts they are very strong." Bing Lu's ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the few people outside the tower.
Mo Jinsheng put Qi Yi on the lawn, raised her eyes and stared at a mirror like water waves in front of her, and the picture of the water mirror was the position of Mo Jinsheng before entering the tower just now.
The three black-clothed men looked at each other a few times, their lips under the cloak moved slightly to communicate something, and it didn't take long for one of them to nod his head and go away, the other returned to the forest to search for Qi Yi's figure, and the rest of the one did not leave that place, but sat on the spot and opened his eagle-eyed eyes from time to time to look around.
With a wave of Mo Jinsheng's arm, the water mirror in front of him disappeared, and it seemed that this person would not leave for a short time.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Jinsheng, a man in white who was lying on the lawn with a somewhat unsteady breath, and felt that he was in charge of a big troublesome business.
But in my mind, the image of the man dragging himself away and saying 'go quickly' appeared, and his heart suddenly softened a little.
Seeing death and not saving it, it is not something that she Mo Jinsheng can do.
And this man.. doesn't look like a bad guy, Mo Jinsheng sighed, and said in his heart: Since everyone has been saved, let's go to the end.
After deciding to save the man, Mo Jinsheng squatted down and bent down to help the man up again.
'Shhh
After helping Qi Yi up, because the other party was fainting, the gravity of the whole person when he got up was biased towards Mo Jinsheng, and he was more than a head taller than Mo Jinsheng, causing the two of them to support each other A little weird.
One-step.. Two steps... Mo Jinsheng helped Qi Yi's waist pole all the way to the nearest house here, and the door automatically opened as soon as he moved his mind, and as soon as he entered the house, Mo Jinsheng helped Qi Yi around the table, chair and bench, walked to the wooden bed, and 'flung Qi Yi' on the bed.
"Whew-" Mo Jinsheng wiped the sweat on his forehead, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his head, and Mo Jinsheng couldn't help but read it, "It's really an abrasive little goblin.."
After the words fell, Mo Jinsheng raised his hand to cover his mouth, but still didn't brake the car.
However, Mo Jinsheng recovered quickly, his eyes lit up, and he directly took off the man's coat, but Mo Jinsheng was very careful when taking off his underwear, because the man's wound seemed to be a sword wound, and the injury was on the back.
Mo Jinsheng looked at the inseparable appearance of the flesh and blood, sighed a breath of turbidity, and condensed the force on the index finger and middle finger of his right hand to form a sharp transparent knife, and then carefully removed the clothes next to the wound, originally to make the force really at the level of the Martial King, although Mo Jinsheng is only one step away from the Martial King, it still takes a lot of energy and force to achieve the realization of force, and it has to do such a meticulous thing in this situation, and after getting these Mo Jinsheng's back is directly wet with sweat.
After a short rest, Mo Jinsheng found a medical book in the [Library], and then went to the medicine place to find some simple herbs according to the above content, and when he returned to the house, Mo Jinsheng found that there was no strap, so Mo Jinsheng could only endure the pain and tear the new clothes he had just bought and not worn into strips, and then roll them into the shape of a strap.
According to the basic medical book, the freshly picked herbs were crushed into powdered medicine mixed with stream water and began to boil, some herbs were pounded into mud by Mo Jinsheng and smeared on the bandage, holding the evenly smeared bandage Mo Jinsheng stretched it with both hands, and then took the two ends of the strap and tied it around the man's waist one by one.
Although the man was already unconscious, his somewhat messy snort hit Mo Jinsheng's neck from time to time, causing Mo Jinsheng to finish bandaging his wounds, and the skin on his neck showed a hint of pink, which was very attractive at first glance.
Mo Jinsheng rubbed it with her hand a little uncomfortably, but her skin turned even redder, like a ripe fruit.
At this time, the brewed medicine had already emitted a bitter aroma, and Mo Jinsheng squinted at the man who had stripped off his shirt. I have to say that anyone who looks at this figure will be full of hearts, the eight strong and powerful abdominal muscles are very layered on the man's waist span, with clear curves, and it looks like it has been exercised for a long time, to be honest, Mo Jinsheng has seen a lot of muscular men, who are as strong as a bear If the personality looks particularly greasy at the bad point, Mo Jinsheng glanced at the half-lying man.. It is indeed rare to have a face and a body like him.
Mo Jinsheng frowned and took his eyes off the man: No, Mo Jinsheng, you have to be steady, Yan Gou is shameful!
Although she can't hide her instinct to control her appearance like this, it's important to get down to business... Mo Jinsheng took out a thick cloth attached to the small pot handle of boiling medicine, picked it up and gently put it in cold water to cool down, turned around and took out a wooden bowl and put it aside, and waited for the steaming medicinal soup to gradually cool down and put it in the wooden bowl with a spoon.
Mo Jinsheng picked up the medicinal soup and walked to the bedside, and encountered a problem again... Looking at the man with thin lips tightly closed - TM, how are you going to feed this!!
Mo Jinsheng sighed again, put the spoon in the wooden bowl, held the wooden bowl with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to the faint red lips of the unconscious Qi Yi, pinching the two sides of the face with his thumb and forefinger, and the red lips pouted, but maintaining this posture Mo Jinsheng couldn't feed the medicine, Mo Jinsheng only felt a headache, and the voice summoned the ice spirit who was taking the moon string and flame to visit the Star Soul Tower.
Bingluo ran to Mo Jinsheng's side, but what he heard was- "Bingluo, help me serve this bowl of medicinal soup." ”
Bingluo became a tool man with a helpless face, but this time the tool man did not play for long.
Because Mo Jinsheng pinched Qi Yi's face on both sides to feed the medicine, he found that this person was on guard and didn't open his mouth, and the angry Mo Jinsheng almost threw off the spoon.
"The master is calm, don't be angry." Bingluo said with a grin.
Mo Jinsheng lowered his eyes and glanced at Bingluo: "You better go and accompany them, I'll think of it myself." ”
Bingluo rubbed Mo Jinsheng's legs and feet twice, and quickly slipped out, looking at the eager look as if he was afraid that Mo Jinsheng would regret it, Mo Jinsheng hooked his lower lip helplessly, and when he was about to put his eyes on the man, Bingluo returned to the house again.
"You want to be a tool man again?" Mo Jinsheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
Bingluo quickly shook his head when he heard this: "No, no, no, I don't want to." I just rang together, I saw them saving people in Hanbing Hu, they were all mouth-to-mouth rescues, and the effect was not bad, why don't you try it, master? ”
Mo Jinsheng was stunned for a moment, "People are artificial respiration, can it be the same!" ”
Bingluo stuck out his tongue and slipped away, Mo Jinsheng took his gaze back, looked down at the man's thin lips with some unnatural eyes, and thought: Indeed... With his mouth, he might just drink it.
However, the moment this idea came up, he was shaken off by Mo Jinsheng's shaking like a big pendulum, and there was only a trace of thought left.
In this world, she lived to the age of twenty, which happened to be a period of time when she was in her prime, neither young nor old, but because of her illness, Mo Jinsheng was not to mention men, and there were few female friends who could speak well, so she had some contact with relatives at home, and in addition to some necessary contact at school, she had always been alone, so she had the title of Kaolin Flower.
In the previous life, she only had family affection, friendship and love were really too extravagant for her, after all, who would choose to establish feelings with others after knowing the limits of their lives, wouldn't they cry bitterly when they were separated, since this is better than nothing.
This idea is very extreme, but Mo Jinsheng does not regret it, it is enough to have a mother and father who are heartbroken for herself.
"Hmm-" A man who was suddenly lying on the bed snorted in a muffled voice.
Mo Jinsheng's thoughts also drifted back, and he saw that some blood was spilling from the corner of the man's mouth.
What's going on? The man's wound is not serious, is it a serious internal injury? Mo Jinsheng put down the medicinal soup, held the man's shoulders with both hands and helped him sit up, then attached his hands to the man's back, closed his eyes and gathered the spiritual power in the palm, and then slowly passed into the man's body as the place where Mo Jinsheng's palm came into contact with the man's skin, and the spiritual power controlled by Mo Jinsheng's spiritual power swam through the man's body, and found that the man's muscles and veins were very tough, but there was a cold in his aura. When he used his spiritual power to dredge the man, he also found that his body structure was also different, and Mo Jinsheng was about to go deep into his head for a few minutes, and Mo Jinsheng couldn't bear it, so he had to take back his spiritual power and spiritual power together.
After Mo Jinsheng stabilized her spiritual power and spiritual power, her brows wrinkled directly into a Sichuan shape, and she knew deeply that she was blocked by something in this man's body and warned her.
It seems that the identity of this man is not simple, but it is saved, Mo Jinsheng once again put the man on the bed in a posture that he could not touch the wound, then got up and warmed the cold medicinal soup, and sat next to the man again, thinking: I have nothing to do with him if I feed this medicine, right... It's just a medicine.
After preparing in his heart, Mo Jinsheng took a sip of the bowl of medicinal soup, then held the back of the man's neck with one hand to tilt his head slightly, pressed the man's chin with the other hand and gently parted the man's lips, and leaned over and kissed it while the medicinal soup had not been swallowed by Mo Jinsheng.
While crossing the medicine soup, Mo Jinsheng did not forget to transmit some spiritual power to the man.
Just as Mo Jinsheng was about to get up, a big palm on the back of his neck came up...