Seeing Wang Lu in a coma, Chen Wei didn't stop doing anything, and carefully probed the wound with a thermometer to confirm that there were no foreign objects in it before spraying alcohol to clean it.

When the alcohol splashed on the wound, Wang Lu's body shook unconsciously.

Chen Wei glanced back at Wang Lu and found that he was not awake, so he quickly sprinkled brown Yunnan Baiyao on the wound.

Put gauze on it and bandage it.

When wrapping gauze, Chen Wei hesitated, now that the weather is hot, it is too tight, which is not conducive to the ventilation of the wound, and it is not good for healing. It's not tightly wrapped, and I'm afraid of sweat, dust, or something infected.

After the last moment, Chen Wei, who hesitated for a long time, used two band-aids to seal the two sides of the gauze wrapped around the wound, and the sides were not sealed for ventilation.

After cutting off the remaining gauze with scissors, Chen Wei took a big breath, only to find that her vest, neckline, and forehead were all covered with fine beads of sweat.

Fortunately, Wang Lu fainted.

If Wang Lu hummed, Chen Wei didn't know if he could harden his heart and make a move.

In the past, when Wang Lu was cutting vegetables, the kitchen knife made a small cut on his fingers, and he could hum with his fingers for a long time, and he didn't cook, sweep, or wash even in a bath.

But now, Chen Wei gently stroked Wang Lu's face.

Wang Lu's face was unshaven.

Wang Lu has a beard.

When I was in love, every time I came to see Chen Wei, I naturally shaved my hair and smeared mousse on my head, and I looked like a little white face.

After getting married, Wang Lu was lazy for a while, and he didn't shave for a whole week, only when Chen Wei found out that her husband was actually hairy.

This is worth it, although Chen Wei never expected Wang Lu to come out of South Korea, but she didn't plan to fly with Zhang for the rest of her life.

So he bought a bunch of electric razors and Geely razors and forced Wang Lu to shave every day. I bought three electric razors alone, one on the washbasin, one in the bedside table drawer in the bedroom, and one under the tea machine in the living room.

Shengsheng shaved out half of his little white face.

Before escaping from home, Wang Lu also shaved with a Geely razor.

After settling down in Yashan, one is that there is no time, the second is that there is no equipment, and the third is that he can't take care of it at all.

The beard on Wang Lu's face is getting longer and longer, and his beard is connected to the roots of the hair next to his ears.

Chen Wei touched Wang Lu's face and suddenly found that her husband's thick double chin was gone.

Husband, you've worked hard.

Chen Wei suddenly choked up.

You've got to survive.

Although Chen Wei didn't know why Wang Lu would go home with such a serious injury, it must be related to zombies.

Chen Wei silently made a wish to Wang Lu in a coma:

Husband, when you wake up, I won't let you go to town to fight zombies anymore.

Our family of three lived on the cliff mountain.

Grow your own vegetables and rice, raise chickens and sheep to live.

We're not going down again.

Follow the zombies in the town below.

They don't mess with us, and we don't mess with them.

Without the material resources of the town, although life is hard, it is better to live safely and securely.

As long as there is a bite to eat, we will not go down the mountain. Guarding Wang Bi'an's wife to live a peaceful life.

Don't let you take risks, don't let you go desperate.

Never again live your life of life and death under the mountain, and our mother and son are worried about the mountain.

Husband, you must survive.

Husband, you will definitely survive!

However, just two hours later, Chen Wei lost Wang Lu's confidence to live.

Wang Lu has been in a coma, breathing, getting shallower and shallower.

Chen Wei was busy.

Try rubbing alcohol on Wang Lu's face.

Try rubbing his whole body with warm water.

Try slapping his face with the palm of your hand.

Try to pinch him with his nails.

But even Wang Lu's lips were pinched out of nail blood.

Wang Lu still hasn't woken up.

Chen Wei burst into tears, but after crying a few times, she couldn't hold back - she couldn't let Wang Bi'an, who was guarding the mountain at the mountain pass, hear.

Chen Weiqiang held back her crying, shrugged her shoulders, sobbed, and remembered for a while to check Wang Lu's wounds.

Lift the thin blanket that covers the legs of the king's road.

Chen Wei's heart sank.

The wound on Wang Lu's leg was still bleeding, and the blood had already soaked the gauze on it, and it was falling on the sheets one by one, and it was wetting a large patch. ,

Chen Wei felt that her head was blank, she sat on the ground weakly, her tears could no longer be stopped, they gushed out, flowed into the trembling corners of her lips, and her mouth was bitter.

Is that the end of it?

My family has struggled to survive to this day.

If Wang Lu is unlucky, his mother and son will go first.

How long can a weak mother and a young son live?

Perhaps, the family went to Huangquan together......

Chen Wei stood up suddenly, shaking her head desperately, no, you must not admit defeat like this!

Chen Wei threw herself in front of the bed, Wang Lu, you must wake up!

Chen Wei flashed a crazy thought, but at this time, he could only be a dead horse doctor.

Chen Wei quickly uncovered the gauze on the wound on Wang Lu's leg.

The wound was really bleeding, and a lot of the Yunnan Baiyao sprinkled on it was washed away.

Chen Wei calmed down at this time, took the thermometer, wiped it with an alcohol cotton, stabilized his mind, and his hands did not tremble at all-

one time

Inserted the thermometer into Wang Lu's wound.

Poked it.

Wang Lu screamed, his head straightened, and he jumped up from the bed.

Then he fell down again.

Chen Wei quickly rushed to Wang Lu's side, hugged Wang Lu's head, and shouted loudly to his ear: "Wang Lu!" King Road! Wake up! Wake up! Your wounds are bleeding all the time, what to do?! What to do?! ”

Wang Lu barely opened his eyes and muttered, "Yunnan Baiyao...... Safety, wounds, sew up ......"

His head tilted, and he lost consciousness again.

Yunnan Baiyao, of course Chen Wei knows Lu Dao, insurance, what is it?

Chen Wei grabbed the Yunnan Baiyao bottle, stared at the light of the window, and carefully looked at the small explanatory text on the wall of the bottle.

Sure enough, I found a note about the insurance sub.

It is an internal wound medicine, not used for non-serious injuries.

That's it.

Chen Wei opened the medicine bottle and reached into the cotton swab to rummage for a while, but did not find any insurance.

Anxious, he flipped his hand and poured the entire bottle of Yunnan Baiyao on the table.

A small bead rolled out of the medicine bottle—red, small, smaller than a jelly bean—and it seemed like it had been rummaged through by myself just now, and it had been smashed into the end of the medicine.

That's the insurance!?

Chen Wei picked up the safety and stuffed it into Wang Lu's mouth.

Wang Lu remained motionless.

Chen Wei thought for a while, turned around, walked out of the bedroom, entered the kitchen, poured a glass of water from the hot water bottle, drank it herself, and held it in her mouth.

Back in the bedroom, he carefully held up Wang Lu's head, mouth to mouth, and poured water into Wang Lu's mouth.

Half of the water flowed backwards, but the other half was subconsciously swallowed by Wang Lu into his throat.

Chen Wei was not at ease, so she opened Wang Lu's mouth again and looked at it, great, the insurance is gone.

Chen Wei breathed a sigh of relief and lifted her heart again-Wang Lu said "wounds, sew them up", is it ......

Wounds need to be stitched, this is the most basic common sense.

The point is, with what sewing ?!

Chen Wei took a deep breath and turned her gaze to the drawer of the table, where there was a small sewing kit.

Wang Lu often brought some clothes from the town down the hill.

But it doesn't necessarily fit.

Chen Wei asked Wang Lu to find a needle and thread again, and changed the clothes by himself.

At first, the stitches were like centipedes, but gradually they became like a shape.

However, this is a wound, not a fabric.

Chen Wei couldn't help but shiver just thinking about it and piercing it into the flesh on Wang Lu's thigh with a needle.

Moreover, can the use of such unclean needles and threads to suture the wound have the effect of closing the wound instead of triggering further infection?

It's really unreliable.

Despair, like a mountain, was heavy, pressing on Chen Wei's head-

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