Gu Beiting also heard the movement, but he didn't have the slightest strength to check what was going on, and even his vision was blurred due to excessive blood loss.

He vaguely heard a crisp voice, saw a petite figure, and then, completely fainted.

Liu Qingyue walked towards Gu Beiting.

In the middle of the meadow, the man lay silently.

Dressed in white, embroidered with delicate dark lines, and shining in the sunlight that falls obliquely, it looks very luxurious.

It's just that the placket of the dress has a long hole in it, and it is dyed with a piercing red.

Liu Qingyue squatted down and raised her eyebrows.

This man is so handsome!

Handsome facial features, deep outlines, and a compelling momentum that can be felt even in a coma.

Thinking of the emperor's grace that the leader of the man in black said just now, Liu Qingyue was even more sure that the identity of this man was not simple.

[Drop - Turn on automatic detection.] Subject has a bradyheartbeat, blood pressure 40-70, and weak vital signs. The wound on the chest was 16 cm in length and 0.1-1.3 cm in depth, and did not injure the internal organs. The conclusion of the test is that the individual has hemorrhagic shock, which should be treated in time, and the appropriate drugs are ......]

"Stop!"

Liu Qingyue stopped the conclusion of the automatic detection of the mobile phone.

It's not that I suspect the test results of Zuilian, but the applicable drugs that the mobile phone can propose, which are all fantasy for her at this moment.

"Let's see if he has any medication on him that can be used."

[Drop - the test is turned on, the test is completed, and no available drug is detected.] 】

Liu Qingyue glanced apologetically at Gu Beiting, who was unconscious.

"Handsome guy, I'm really sorry, I don't have gold sore medicine, I can only give you a simple bandage, as for whether you can survive, it depends on whether you are blessed or not!"

After speaking, Liu Qingyue reached out and simply untied the man's belt neatly.

He pushed his coat and underwear to the side, revealing the man's solid, muscular and smooth chest.

On the chest, a long scar.

The blood had clotted, but the wound was still hideous.

Liu Qingyue didn't blink her eyes, and her movements naturally ripped off the hem of the man's underwear.

The undershirt turned into strips of cloth on her hands, and after Liu Qingyue wiped the blood stains on the man's chest, she wrapped the wound around again.

When she was thrown into a field training camp by her father, she learned simple ground aid.

Bandaging the wound is no problem.

As soon as the bandaging was finished, the voice of the drunken lotus suddenly sounded.

[Drop - 17.5 meters on the right side was detected, there was a mountain ginseng plant of about 50 years old!] Master, we are rich! 】

Liu Qingyue...... Drunken Lotus has also become obsessed with money.

This is the first reaction.

Second reaction: Lying down, fifty years of mountain ginseng, really rich!

Liu Qingyue jumped up and went in the direction that Drunken Lotus said, and after finding the mountain ginseng, she was so excited that tears almost burst out.

With old ginseng, there is money.

With money, you can buy rice, sell meat, and buy vegetables.

With rice and meat dishes, she no longer has to eat a nest of wheat bran mixed with her throat!

Liu Qingyue clasped the head of the sickle to the side, and carefully pulled the soil around the old ginseng with her hands, although this was the first time she dug ginseng, she also knew that the better the quality of the ginseng, the higher the price.

Under the precise monitoring of the drunken lotus, Liu Qingyue kept most of the roots of the old ginseng as much as possible.

Beautifully holding the old mountain ginseng in her arms, Liu Qingyue walked back to Gu Beiting's side.

The man lay there, his face paler than paper, and the quiet wind blew in the mountains, and a few strands of the man's black hair were raised, blocking the handsome face.

It seemed that the next moment, he would be dispersed with the wind.

Liu Qingyue bit her lip and reluctantly took out the mountain ginseng from her arms.

"That's it, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, although I am short of money, I am not inferior to you!"

As she spoke, Liu Qingyue directly tore off the mountain ginseng, wiped it on Gu Beiting's white clothes, wiped the sickle head, and cut off two pieces of ginseng while feeling distressed, and stuffed them into Gu Beiting's mouth.