Chapter 61: Treatment

Every time he pulled out a thorn, Chu Jungui had to rest for a while in order to allow his body to grow and seal the wound. It was only after all the spines on his back were removed that he regained his ability to move freely.

Chu Jungui squatted beside Lin Xi, checked her condition, and was relieved to see that it was quite stable.

Chu Jungui looked around, dismantled the base refining furnace, moved out of the cockpit, and made room. Then he closed the hatch and checked the tightness of the cockpit.

Despite the numerous devastation that the cockpit has endured, the quality is excellent, and the airtightness is still intact until now, and some of the equipment inside can still be used.

Chu Jungui opened the bulkhead, pulled out the emergency air transitioner inside, inserted an oxygen rod, poured in a bottle of prepared water, and then pressed the start switch.

The transition device beeped, and the oxygen rod slowly sank. The air in the cockpit is constantly pumped away and replenished by the release of new air. After a few moments, the screen is shown as breathable.

While waiting for the air composition to change, Chu Jungui put the prepared organic matter raw materials into the workbench, then cut his wrist, released a full cup of blood, and poured it into the workbench.

On the list of the workbench, several first-aid medicines appeared. Chu Jungui chose several first-aid drugs to stop bleeding and activate the immune system, and began production.

After making the preliminary preparations, Chu Jungui squatted beside Lin Xi and opened her helmet mask, but did not take off the helmet. At this moment, the oxygen concentration in the cockpit has far exceeded the normal level, which is suitable for her physical condition at the moment.

Lin Xi's most serious injuries had two places, one in the abdomen and the other on the leg. Chu Jungui tried to open the opening of her battle armor breastplate, and casually pressed the switch to open the battle armor. Unexpectedly, as soon as he pressed it, Lin Xi's armor made a soft click, and then the locking mechanism slowly opened.

Chu Jun was stunned.

Warframe is the foundation of alien survival and the last guarantee. Even if one person understands the structure of the survival armor, it is impossible to open the survival armor of another person. Any user will set a passcode to open the password. Otherwise, anyone can open it, it's like a house with no locked door, without any privacy and security.

Chu Jungui didn't expect that he would be able to open Lin Xi's battle armor at all, so he just tried it casually. His real idea was to brute-force the control system and forcibly open it.

When exactly did she add Chu Jungui to the list of permissions of the battle armor?

Chu Jungui had a strange feeling in his heart.

At this time, Lin Xi's armor had been unlocked, and the arm armor was automatically separated from the breastplate, and then the breastplate slowly opened, revealing the beautiful girl inside.

Lin Xi's abdomen was already soaked with blood, and a broken thorn was deeply inserted there. Chu Jungui stretched out his hand and unzipped Lin Xi's combat uniform, ready to inspect the wound.

Chu Jungui didn't think much about it, and directly pulled the zipper to the end. Then he found out that Lin Xi was wearing nothing in his combat suit.

This is a normal phenomenon in Alien Survival, and the battle suit itself has multiple functions and does not require more clothes. The top-of-the-line combat suits are required to be directly fitted, and can even act as a protective effect for the skin when injured.

Naturally, the Special Operations Division distributes agents with top-of-the-line combat uniforms.

Chu Jungui only hesitated slightly, then divided his hands and opened the battle suit, allowing Lin Xi's body to appear in front of him completely.

At this time, the subject automatically entered a cold state with no emotion, and it was impossible to tell whether it was to save Lin Xi or to anesthetize himself to ignore the huge risks in the future.

He cleaned Lin Xi's wound accurately and carefully, and gently knocked on the thorn to know the specific location of the thorn in the body, as well as the trauma.

Chu Jungui used the workbench to create a complete set of various surgical tools, and then lined them up next to him. He grabbed the thorns with his pliers and slowly lifted them out. At this time, his right hand was placed on Lin Xi's abdomen, constantly shaking and blocking the flow of Lin Xi's blood.

When the thorns were pulled out halfway, Chu Jungui began to accelerate, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled out the thorns and threw them aside. He quickly poured a tube of debridement and sterilization into the wound, then took a scalpel and a pair of tweezers in each hand, and cleaned them one by one from the deepest part of the wound with a very high frequency of movements, restoring all the tissue.

Chu Jungui's movements became faster and faster, and one by one the surgical instruments seemed to automatically fly into his hands and then put down automatically. Lin Xi's wound changed layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye, all the way to the top layer of skin.

Then Chu Jungui had two more instruments in his hand with the tip of the hook connected to the biomass thread, resetting the injured tissue like weaving, and then suturing it. Chu Jungui's movement frequency has reached more than ten times a second, and the suturing process is also extremely fast, her wounds are gradually getting smaller, and finally the muscle layers are also stitched one by one.

Under normal circumstances, this was originally the work of medical instruments and nano-medical potions, but now that the two of them no longer have any medicine in their hands, Chu Jungui could only use this primitive method to deal with Lin Xi's wounds. Fortunately, with the blessing of Basic Fighting 23.0, Chu Jungui's surgical level is almost on par with the most advanced medical equipment.

After treating the muscle layer, Chu Jungui rested a little, then sutured the epidermis of the skin, and then sprayed trauma medicine.

After healing the heaviest wound, Chu Jungui did not rest, but opened Lin Xi's leg armor, then grabbed the thorn and pulled it out along with the pierced leg armor.

A blood arrow flew out along with the thorns, and Chu Jungui immediately pressed the root of Lin Xi's thigh to stop the bleeding. Then he took the scissors with one hand and cut the combat suit from the wound on his leg.

At this time, Lin Xi groaned and woke up.

As soon as she regained her senses, she saw that the combat uniform on her upper body was completely open, and she subconsciously exclaimed.

"The wound also needs to be exposed to air for a few minutes, so don't move. Chu Jun said without raising his head.

"But ......"

As soon as Lin Xi was about to speak, there was a sharp pain from the wound on her leg, which made her gasp and block everything back.

She barely bred herself up and looked up at her abdomen. The wound was treated perfectly, with only a few irregular thin lines at the moment. There is a sticky ointment on it, which gives it a cool feeling when applied to the wound.

"It doesn't look like it's going to leave a scar. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xi lay back in his place, turned his head to the side, although he didn't look at or think about his body that was still exposed, his face couldn't help but turn red, and then his whole body began to redden.

She silently felt Chu Jungui's movements, and suddenly felt a little flustered in her heart, afraid that Chu Jungui would also treat her combat uniform like a wound on her upper body.

Fortunately, Chu Jungui didn't seem to have this idea, and just cut the combat uniform at the wound.

After a while, Chu Jungui finally finished treating the wound on her leg, applied the trauma medicine, and then looked at the wound on her abdomen, and nodded, "It's okay." ”

Chu Jungui took a blanket and covered Lin Xi's body.

Lin Xi was flustered, nervous, and deeply tired, and then fell asleep in his head full of chaotic thoughts.