Chapter 232: I'm going to suffocate

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On the white snow, the man hugged the girl in his arms tightly, so hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Bright red blood flowed down his arm little by little, and Ye Liusha smelled the smell of blood in the air, and his heart was sour:

"Your Highness...... Your hands ......"

"Just now...... Good ......"

His voice sounded in her ears, this was the first time Ye Liusha had heard Murong Mobai speak in such a tone, and from his tone, she vaguely felt a trace of fear.

Will His Highness be scared too?

"Your Highness...... You...... Can you let me go...... I'm going to suffocate...... cough cough cough ...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Ye Liusha said weakly.

Finally, Murong Mobai let go of her.

Regaining her freedom, Ye Liusha took a big gulp of fresh air, her gaze fell on Murong Mobai's arm, and she carefully lifted his clothes......

The flesh on his arm was blurred, the wound was hideous, and there was still blood flowing out.

We need to stop the bleeding quickly!

Ye Liusha took out his mobile phone, the mobile phone had no signal, but fortunately it could be used as a flashlight, and then the light of the mobile phone was looking for it on the ground.

In winter, the ground was covered with snow and there was not much vegetation, but she still found some medicinal herbs.

She mashed the herbs, carefully placed them on top of Murong Mobai's wound, and then tore a piece of fabric from her clothes and bandaged him intently.

"This grass can stop the bleeding, the wolves won't come back for a while, let's wait here for a while, and then go back when your bleeding stops......"

Ye Liusha said as he stood up and picked up branches on the side of the road.

Murong Mobai didn't speak, he sat quietly on the ground, watching her petite body busy with her back and forth, so calm and calm, and the stupid appearance on weekdays was like two people.

Murong Mobai couldn't help but think of how she dealt with the wolves by herself just now......

The wolf was fiercer than the other, and even he didn't know what to deal with, but she was so calm......

He always thought that she was a petite and weak little girl who needed his own protection, but he didn't expect that she was much stronger than he imagined.

"Your Highness, is there a lighter?"

It wasn't long before she hugged a bunch of dry twigs and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows.

"Nope."

Murong Mobai shook his head.

"Then it seems that the only way to make fire is to drill wood."

Ye Liusha smiled, then took the wooden stick and began to drill wood to make fire.

The moonlight fell on her, shining on her fair smiling face, dark and bright eyes, focused and devoted......

"Your Highness, come here, your side is a little far from the fire."

Ye Liusha blinked, at this time she had already lit the firewood, and the red light of the fire danced in her bright eyes:

As she spoke, she took his other, uninjured hand, toward the campfire, while she cautiously examined his wound.

"The bleeding stopped, great! But you still have to wait a while before leaving, so as not to pull the wound. ”

"How do you know this?" He finally couldn't help but ask.

"Isn't that common sense?" Ye Liusha looked at Murong Mobai, "Drill wood to make fire, children will ......"

"It's not about drilling wood for fire." Murong Mobai denied it lightly.

"Oh, you're trying to ask me how I can communicate with those wolves?" Ye Liusha shrugged his shoulders, "When I was a child, my father and I picked up three abandoned wolf cubs in the Siberian Great Plain, and my father felt that giving them to the zoo would only make them become tools for human captivity, which was not in line with wolf nature, so he raised them personally, raised them in a pure natural environment, and taught them how to be wolves, until the three wolves were mature and strong enough, and my father was sure that they could survive independently in the wild and then released them back into the wild...... At that time, I was not old enough to go to school, and I was always with my father, so I learned a little ......."