"You're sinking like a dead pig!"

Luisa sighed, dragging Hodge with all her strength, his appearance was terrible, all the exposed skin including his face turned a miserable white color, Louisa unbuttoned his clothes, the white cloth wrapped around his abdomen was dyed dark red, although he was not injured by the three cunning little wolves during the battle, but the vigorous movement tore open his wounds that had not yet healed.

She now has to find a cave similar to the one when the two first met to treat Hodge's wounds, which is not easy, although she has basic combat training, but her physical strength is not outstanding, her hands are used to drag Hodge's collar, even the torch is bitten by the wooden handle with her teeth, not to mention that she is carrying a bag for two people behind her back, and her vision is already a little dazed when this kind of physical strength is completely overdrawn, not to mention that the snow and fog of the cold wave are too hateful, and she can't effectively follow the edge of the mountain to the cave.

As for the corpses of the three suspected wise little wolves, she has no time to deal with them, although it should be of great help to study the mutants, but she can't care about so much, and the first thing to do now is to stop Hodge's wounds.

In the end, she still couldn't find the cave, but luckily there was a spot in the dense forest that was completely blocked by the canopy of three sylvestris trees, although it couldn't block the wind, but it was better than being tormented by the wind and snow, she gritted her teeth and dragged Hodge there, and finally had her free hand to stick the torch in the clearing, and took out the medicine and tools in his backpack to stop Hodge's bleeding.

"Good ice!"

The bleeding was quickly stopped, but she found that Hodge's face still did not improve, it was almost transparent, she reached out to touch Hodge's forehead, and found that his body temperature was terrifyingly low, and he didn't feel any warm blood when he treated the abdominal wound just now, and now he touched his armpits with her hands, and the inside of his legs and other places were extremely cold, even cooler than the snow wind outside.

"You cheer me up. Luisa shook his body vigorously, "If you go on like this, you're going to die!"

She knew that the continuous sudden drop in body temperature would lead to poor blood flow and fall into a coma, and then the heart would beat more and more slowly, until it stopped, and the person would basically be declared dead, in fact, now Hodge has fallen into a coma, if you can't let the temperature in his body rise, even if the wound in the abdomen is treated, it won't save you.

She lifted Hodge's collar and lifted his upper body slightly, slapping him in the face several times in an attempt to wake him up with pain, but it obviously didn't work, and Hodge remained asleep.

"Actually, you don't have to be so troublesome, you know that method, don't you?"

Suddenly, a faint fragrance lingered in her nose, and her consciousness became trance-like, and she heard this voice that seemed to come from all directions.

"What is it?" she asked subconsciously.

Pink mist rose from the snow beneath her feet, swirling around her body, and the voice spoke again.

"Warm him with your body. The soft voice is very tempting to the human ear, "Untie the thick garment, put the skin against his chest, and transmit the temperature in your body." ”

"No kidding!" Luisa waved her hand violently, "how can it be done!, anyway, I have done my best, it is not my responsibility if he dies here, not to mention that his death can hide the secret of his identity, why should I pay such a big price to save him." ”

"Huh...... Do you really think so?"

"Of course, I ......," Luisa felt a little unconfident.

"Don't be reckless, little girl. ”

The powder mist drifted in front of her, and she could hear a snapping of her fingers coming from the powder.

"Follow your instincts. ”

She felt her body heat up from the inside out, and the heat made her can't help but scratch her neck with her fingers, scratching at the skin there with clear marks.

She threw herself on the ground and pulled the snow into her arms, but it didn't work, she couldn't feel the chill from the ice, and her body was still so hot, so hot that it was delirious and even crazy.

"Look, it's instinct. You need him, and he needs you, so ...... Just follow your instincts. ”

The look in Luisa's eyes faded, leaving her with confusion and emptiness.

"Come, untie your thick clothes, the one who can relieve the heat of your body is right in front of you. Pink Mist whispered tirelessly in her ear.

Obviously, its purpose was almost accomplished, and under the teasing of its words, Louisa was slowly approaching Hodge, already half-crouching.

"Yes, that's it, great, let me teach you, now you just need to untie your thick coat ......"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Louisa's eyes were fierce, and she clutched the knife from Hodge's boots and stabbed it into the trunk of the camphor tree beside her, and on her knife was a small body, with a pair of thin wings on her back, the size of a fist, and she was looking at the blade nailed to her in amazement, and its blood dripping from it, which was an unusually golden color.

"What I hate the most is that people try to control my mind. ”

Luisa twisted the blade vigorously, stirring to widen the wound on the strange creature she had never seen before, completely destroying its vitality.

She crouched down just now, not bewildered by the little thing, but just trying to get the knife hidden in Hodge's boot.

The little goblin coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and his vitality disappeared completely, and his body turned into gray powder, disappearing in the air, leaving only the knife, the knife body was clean, and the golden blood that had flowed before seemed to have turned into dust and sand in the air.

"But thanks to this little thing. Louisa rubbed her palms, "I remember a way." ”

She slowed her strength and stepped forward to twist Hodge's body as far as she could, her arms flipping her right leg back against her back, her left leg twisted into a ball and resting sideways, her hands pulled her back crossed, and her head tilted back as much as she could, of course, to ensure that the wound he had just stitched up would not open again, and then she took the skinned wolf skin from her backpack and wrapped it around him, and then wrapped it with a rope to hold him in place.

This method increases the body's blood flow rate.

She chose the thickest side trunk of the big camphor tree, put a rope on the side trunk, and suspended Hodge in mid-air, about three meters above the ground.

Then he found the dead branches around him as firewood, set up a bonfire directly under Hodge, sprinkled white branding, took a torch and lit the bonfire, the flames were blazing, and the colors of yellow and red were intertwined on Hodge's face, and under the double coercion of himself and the flames, his forehead was quickly covered with beads of sweat.

When Luisa was done, she sat down and watched quietly, she couldn't sleep yet, the campfire needed to be taken care of, and she had to make sure that the rope that bound Hodge would not be burned by the high-end, and she had to take care not to let him lose too much water under the scorching heat, and from time to time she had to dig some snow and climb a tree to feed the snow into his mouth under the heat, and in addition to feeling his body temperature every once in a while.

After the night, Louisa was so sleepy that she almost couldn't open her eyes, and fell asleep vaguely, and I don't know how long later, she was awakened by a scream, and when she opened her eyes, Hodge crawled out of the extinguished campfire, and her whole face was blackened with charcoal ash, looking at him with a full of grief.