Chapter 10 Stitching

Primitive tribes are quite feudal and superstitious, and if anyone is identified as an ominous person, they will inevitably be oppressed and abandoned by the tribesmen.

Become the lowest person in the tribe.

Even parents will spurn this person, will completely cut off all relationships, and leave him to fend for himself.

If you don't have full strength, you will basically be bullied to death because of this, and you don't want to live to adulthood, which is extremely miserable and pitiful.

And Bai Chen was in this harsh environment, crawling and rolling around, relying on his fists to grow savagely, and became a fierce and cold-blooded and ruthless eighteen-year-old boy in the eyes of the clansmen.

But fortunately, Bai Chen is now strong enough, and no one in the clan dares to bully him, and even many savages have to go around the road when he meets him.

After listening to Bai Chen's past, Ye Wanwan's heart couldn't help but twitch twice, "It turns out that you were so difficult before, no wonder yesterday you said that the people you avoided were not good, it seems that they bullied you a lot when you laughed." ”

"It's okay, it's all over." Bai Chen stared at his fists, which were harder than stones, and snorted softly, "Anyway, no one dares to provoke me now." ”

After speaking, he looked down at Ye Wanwan again, his eyes softened, "Don't worry, as long as I am here, I will definitely be able to protect you." ”

Somehow, hearing this, Ye Wanwan's heart couldn't help but give birth to a very warm sense of security, a very subtle kind.

His cheeks were red.

"You do it here, I'll go and get the sheep intestines, and the wound on your leg should be stitched up." At this time, Bai Chen got up and went to get the sheep intestines.

When he said this, Ye Wanwan remembered her leg injury, she reached out and took off the herbs on her calf, and then was surprised to find that the wound was already healing.

Her eyes fell on her lap and she couldn't help but sigh lightly, "I didn't expect the herbs here to be so easy to use." ”

"The herbs I used for you are the best, this herb is only available on the cliff wall, and ordinary savages can't get it at all." Bai Chen squatted in front of her with a stone needle and sheep intestine in his hand.

When Ye Wanwan heard this, her face was surprised, "On the cliff? That's too dangerous, how do you do it. ”

"It's a small thing." Bai Chen shook his head lightly, not taking such an extremely risky thing as a problem at all.

Ye Wanwan secretly sighed, it seems that he is really strong, this can work.

"Bear with me, I'm going to stitch up the wound."

Bai Chen gently reminded him, and then threaded the stone needle that had been sterilized with fire on the sheep intestines.

The stone needle pierced Ye Wanwan's skin decisively and quickly, and the pain made her shrink back.

Bai Chen was distressed, frowned, and had no choice but to continue.

But fortunately, his technique is excellent, the movement of needles and stitches is fast and accurate, and he has already completed the stitching of the wound without letting Ye Wanwan suffer too much.

Seeing that Ye Wanwan's forehead was already full of fine beads of sweat, Bai Chen reached out and gently wiped it off for her, "Okay, it's okay, you can move." ”

"It's not easy." Ye Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I looked down and saw that the wound was quite neatly sewn, and it seemed that Bai Chen was also an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"You women are most afraid of pain, come, I'll blow it for you." Bai Chen was afraid that Ye Wanwan's residual pain would not subside, so he leaned over and was about to blow lightly on the injury.

But then, his nose wrinkled, "Why does it smell of blood?" ”

In Ye Wanwan's confusion, Bai Chen's gaze swept around, and finally locked his gaze on Ye Wanwan's pants.

"Wanwan, why is there blood all behind your pants?" Bai Chen's pupils shrank suddenly!