(Cat fluttering Chinese ) Sachiko breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly regained her composure. v o d t . c o m

I took one look at Miki Tori and said, "I'm not a professional doctor, I'm probably crippled her." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm not responsible for what happened." ”

After Sachiko finished speaking, she directly cut off the communication.

Little Bird's consciousness was already very vague.

I took out the medicine box, pulled out the short knife from my waist, and crouched down in front of her.

The eyes of the little bird Meigui, which had been dead and silent, burst back into light.

If a person has given up hope of survival, then no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to save her.

"If you bite it, it might hurt for a while." I looked at her and said.

I was speechless for a while, it's all at this time, she still has the heart to laugh!

I reached out to untie it, and the blood was still pouring out.

I took out the antiseptic alcohol and poured it directly into her wound.

"It will definitely hurt more after a while, you bear with it!" I say.

I poured alcohol over a dagger and baked it over the fire.

She stared indifferently at the dagger in my hand.

Miki Tori reached out to adjust the position of the stick, and then shook her head again.

I took the knife and cut at her wound, and the blood poured out in an instant.

I glanced at her and couldn't help but speed up my hand.

She looked up at the night sky, her eyes like a mist in them.

However, our luck was not bad, the bullet was not deeply embedded, and it did not hurt the muscles and bones.

Miki Bird took off the stick from her mouth and greedily gulped in oxygen to her lungs.

I took the bandage and pressed it against her wound, and in the other hand I held a short knife and baked it on the fire.

I took the short knife and removed the bandage, but without waiting for Miki Birdie to react, I scalded directly towards her wound.

The little bird's beautiful apricot eyes widened angrily, the blue tendons on her forehead burst out, and her ten fingers grabbed the dirt hard.

"Well, the most painful time is over."

After the detoxification, I re-tied the bandage on her.

The little bird Meigui took off the stick from her beak and looked at me very weakly.

I pulled out the blanket from my backpack and dragged my tired body to sit down beside her.

Beads of sweat were still pouring out of her forehead, and her body was twitching from time to time.

Sachiko breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Cut your arm and feed her blood to drink!" ”

"No, it won't." Sachiko said, "The antibodies in your body can help her recover." ”

Miki Kotori reached for the Bluetooth headset and said a few words to Sachiko in Japanese, then cut off the communication.

"Why?" I was surprised.

I slit my own arm and put it directly to her mouth.

"Isn't it precious? Don't waste it! I said.

She sucked very hard and greedily, and only after my wound was coagulated by platelets did she reluctantly let go.

I couldn't help but be amazed. Has my blood been a blessing in disguise, and has it become a treasure of heaven and earth?

I glanced at my arm and asked, "Are you feeling better?" ”

"Don't say thank you to me." I said, "To be honest, I don't know you well. ”

"After this is over, I don't want to have anything to do with her anymore." I say.

"Whether she's sad or not is none of my business." I say.

"Still hurts?" I asked.

"Can you fall asleep?" I said, "Go to sleep." ”

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