Hearing this, Li Fatzi was slightly stunned, then quickly got up and took the kitchen knife, and then handed the kitchen knife to Luo Qi. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Luo Qi took the kitchen knife, drove the heat flow in his body to gather in the palm of his right hand, and the red flame gathered into a piece of armor and covered his right hand, and held the blade of the kitchen knife with his right hand, took a small piece from it, and handed the kitchen knife back to Li Yuangang, and gathered heat in his left hand.

The armor pieces formed by the red flames also covered Luo Qi's left hand.

With his hands, covered in the scale armor of the red flames, he began to rub the small blade that had been knocked off.

He didn't control his strength well, and kneaded the blade directly into hot molten iron.

Realizing that the situation was not right, he quickly held the molten iron away from the crowd, and poured the molten iron on the ground in a safe place.

Everyone saw his series of actions, and they probably understood what he wanted to do.

When Luo Qi just poured the molten iron on the ground, Li Yuangang ran over quickly and handed the kitchen knife that was missing a blade to Luo Qi's hand.

Luo Qi took the kitchen knife, took a small piece from the blade of the kitchen knife, and rubbed it again with his hands covered with flame armor.

This time, Luo Qi is obviously much gentler and more careful.

The small blade was also between his hands, quickly twisting and folding, deforming.

Eventually, that small piece of blade turned into a needle.

Luo Qi carefully held the needle that had just taken shape and was red all over, and said to Li Yuangang: "Go get water." ”

Hearing this, Li Yuangang sprinted, used a lunch box to pick up some water from the water bag, and ran back quickly.

"Luo, Brother Luo, come, come."

"Water, water."

Li Yuangang held the lunch box in front of Luo Qi, a little out of breath, but said urgently: "Water, water is coming, water is coming." ”

Luo Qi hurriedly put the red iron needle in the lunch box in Li Fatzi's hand.

When the needle fell into the water, it immediately "sizzled", and countless bubbles also surged onto the surface of the water, accompanied by the misty steam.

It took a moment for the water in the lunch box to calm down.

And Luo Qi also dispersed the red armor on his hand, and took out the needle from the already hot water with his bare hands.

It was just a normal needle, except that the end of it was a little irregularly shaped and there was no threading hole on it.

Luo Qi took the needle, walked in front of Hao Hao, and handed the needle to Hao Hao, who hurriedly got up and took it.

Luo Qi saw that Hao Hao took the needle, so he said to Hao Hao again: "This needle has touched water, and it must be roasted on the fire when it is used, well, no, it cannot be roasted by the fire when burning plastic." ”

"Use my red flame."

Luo Qi's tone was a little eager, he lowered his head to look at the white cat lying on the canvas, and said with a worried face: "You can sew its wounds now, as for the bark or medicine, I will definitely find them later." ”

Hearing this, Hao Hao nodded, and hurriedly said, "I know, I know." ”

He quickly squatted down, turned up another corner of his clothes, and tore it off, but found that the corners of his clothes were a little black, and he couldn't help but stare at a pair of triangular eyes.

He was about to ask Luo Qi for help, and He Shiyun next to him had already handed a clean cloth in front of him.

It was torn off by He Shiyun from her jeans.

Among all the people, except for Luo Qi, she is the cleanest.

The jeans themselves are very strong, if it was before, He Shiyun would definitely not be able to tear them off with her bare hands, but since she felt the heat flow in her body, and experienced the various wonders of the heat flow to her body, she learned to gather the heat flow between her hands, and exerted a much stronger power than usual.

With such strength, He Shiyun easily tore off the corners of her jeans.

Hao Hao just wanted to take the cloth handed over by He Shiyun, but Luo Qi snatched the cloth one step ahead of him.

"Go wash your hands."

Luo Qi snatched the cloth, and while returning the cloth to He Shiyun, who was puzzled, she said to Hao Hao: "Give me the needle, and I will tie the thread." ”

Hao Hao hurriedly handed the needle to Luo Qi, ran to the water bag again, scooped up some unclean water with the lunch box, put his hands in the lunch box, and rubbed each other vigorously.

There was no disinfectant alcohol and no narcotic drugs, and Luo Qi couldn't think of any good way.

Originally, if Luo Qi knew how to mend wounds and understand the physiological structure of felines, Luo Qi would never have asked Hao Hao to mend Xiaobai's wounds.

Luo Qi, who lived in the twentieth century, was well aware of the horror of bacteria and viruses, but he was also very sure that his palms were definitely much cleaner than those of everyone else here.

He secretly made up his mind that he must learn more from Hao Hao in the future.

The red flame enveloped Luo Qi's entire right hand in an instant, and then quickly dispersed.

After the red flames dissipated, Luo Qi vigorously tore off a large piece of the sleeve of his right hand.

He tore the torn cloth apart, and kneaded the loose cloth into threads.

Then, he took the end of the thread in his mouth, straightened it with his teeth, and wrapped it in red flames, passing through the irregular end of the needle.

When he knotted the thread that had passed through the needle, Hao Hao, who had washed his hands, also happened to run over.

"Take it."

Luo Qi handed the threaded needle to Hao Hao, who took the needle and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, before quickly squatting next to Xiaobai.

Hao Hao picked up the needle, took a deep breath first, calmed down the surging emotions in his heart, and began to mend Xiaobai's wounds.

At first, Hao Hao's hands were still a little trembling, and the action of sewing up the wound was a little jerky.

But after all, he was reworking his old business, and soon found his senses, his hands no longer trembled, his wounds became more and more proficient, and his movements became more coherent.

And Xiaobai was also extremely cooperative, and Hao Hao sewed up the wound for it, but he endured the pain and didn't move, as if he had fallen asleep.

Everyone knows that Xiaobai is not asleep.

In everyone's hearts, there is also a kind of respect secretly.

Ten people, all of them quietly watched Hao Hao sew up Xiaobai's wounds, for fear of disturbing Hao Hao.

"Luckily."

"Fortunately, it should have hurt only the muscles, not the internal organs."

Hao Hao skillfully mended the wound, and said to himself in a rather happy tone: "Otherwise, if the internal organs are damaged and cause internal bleeding, I'm afraid, I'm afraid Xiaobai will be dead for a long time." ”

Luo Qi listened to Hao Hao's words, looked at Xiao Bai who was lying motionless on the canvas, but thought of Ouyang Ke, who had died due to damage to his internal organs, and himself who had relied on heat flow to repair his injuries in the black woods, and suddenly had some enlightenment.

He was silent for a moment, and said with some emotion: "After withstanding such an attack, his body is already scarred, how can he not be hurt in his body?" ”

"It's only possible, it was Xiaobai who saved himself."