She no longer had the slightest credibility to shout in the silence of the jungle.

Seeing the unconscious Dia Ting, at that moment, all reason had been left behind.

"Bastard, you said you wouldn't die! If you dare to lie to me, I won't let you go when I chase you to the Hades Palace! Ouya roared angrily, raised his head, glanced at the blood-stained Dia Ting, and then at the stream not far away.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up from the ground.

Forcefully carried the unconscious Dia Ting on his shoulders, and staggered towards the place where there was water.

Finally carried the person to the side of the stream, Ouya didn't care about being shy, and directly reached out and ripped off the clothes on his body, and saw the wolf tooth marks across his back, Rao is she used to seeing bloody wounds, and couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

The wound on Di Yating's body was already very deep, and it was not cleaned for a long time, and he kept walking, but the bleeding did not stop, but the wound had a faint tendency to become inflamed because of repeated friction.

The edge of the tooth mark has begun to turn white......

"Di Yating, if you are more angry, you can hold back for me!"

Ouya found a clean cloth and stuffed it into his mouth so that he wouldn't bite his tongue.

Only then did he take out the dagger, wash it briefly, disinfect it, and forcefully peel off the festering wound on his back.

"Hmmm......"

Dia Ting snorted in pain, and fainted again in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he still had a reaction, Ouya breathed a sigh of relief.

Carefully cleaned up the rotten flesh from his wound, then applied medicinal powder to the wound to stop the bleeding, took out clean gauze from his backpack, and carefully wrapped his wound.

After doing all this, she was already sweating profusely, as if she had been fished out of the water.

After briefly washing off the blood and sweat stained on his body, Ou Ya stood up again and looked around seriously.

The originally clear stream had been stained red with blood, and it flowed down the river to a lower place, and the smell of blood was so strong that it would soon attract foraging beasts......

She had to move Dia Ting to a safe place nearby in the shortest possible time.

"What a hell of a place!" Ouya cursed in a low voice as he learned from Di Yating's previous tone.

After looking for a while, he couldn't find a place to hide, so he could only pick a large stone nearby that he could barely lean on, gritted his teeth and helped Di Yating over.

"If you are angry, don't give me a fever, I don't have fever medicine here, if the wound infection is serious, I can only pick a piece of feng shui treasure for you to bury nearby, and then go back to the emperor's house to ask for guilt."

Ou Ya looked at Di Yating, whose face was pale, and couldn't help muttering an angry word.

Looking at his quiet sleeping face, he couldn't help but relax his movements, for fear of disturbing him.

He took out the quilt from his backpack and gently covered him, then slowly squatted down and sat down next to him.

The surroundings were quiet, only occasionally there was a cicada, and Ouya could even clearly hear the faint breathing of the man next to him, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at his delicate face.

This was the second time she had looked at the man next to her so closely.

Every time he watched it, Ouya couldn't help but sigh at the eccentricity of the creator, how could he favor this man with a poisonous tongue so much?

The narrow eyes are lightly closed, the long eyelashes cover the eyelids, and the delicate facial features reveal the brilliance of Ru porcelain in the shimmer......

He didn't have to do anything, just lying quietly like this was enough to make the people around him ashamed of themselves!