Nangong Ling cut his wrist.

Groping to find Feng Jiu's lips, gurgling blood came out, and quickly disappeared into Feng Jiu's lips.

I don't know how long it took.

Nangong Ling felt that the blood in her body was about to be drained, and Feng Jiutian finally let go of her fingers.

There was a long sigh in the darkness.

Although she didn't cry out again, she was still very hot.

If it goes on like this, there is no need to wait for Dong Yi to find them, Feng Jiutian's body will burn out.

Nangong Ling casually pulled a strip of cloth from her body and wrapped it around her wrist twice.

He didn't care about Feng Jiutian's many reminders to him.

He found the fire fold and dragged his wounded leg through the dark cave with difficulty.

Rekindle the fire not far from Feng Jiutian.

With the fire, the whole cave gradually warmed up.

Feng Jiutian's reddened face was also reflected in the firelight, and gradually appeared in front of Nangong Ling's eyes.

I saw that her face was flushed, her lips were chapped, and the hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, sticking to her forehead one by one.

It must have been caused by an injury, and the wound was inflamed because he didn't have time to treat the wound.

He cursed.

Took out a bunch of bottles and cans from Feng Jiutian's arms, the jars of the gold sore medicine were already empty, and they must have all been used on him.

Feng Jiu felt in a daze that someone was messing around with her, but her eyelids seemed to be stuck to something.

It took the strength of the milk to make a slit.

I opened my mouth, but I couldn't make a sound, and my throat tingled and stinged.

Nangong Ling was still tinkering with her pile of medicines, wanting to see if there was anything to dissipate the cold and relieve the heat, so that Feng Jiutian could quickly reduce the fever.

The cave was so quiet that the slightest movement could catch his attention.

As soon as he raised his head suddenly, he saw Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed into a slit.

He didn't even notice the surprise in his voice, and a slight trembling, "Are you awake?" ”

Feng Jiu nodded tiltedly, frowning slightly.

Holding back the pain in his throat, his voice was hoarse.

"What are you doing? Don't want your legs anymore? ”

There was a mist in her eyes that was not very sober, and what Nangong Ling saw in those eyes was trust.

Ironing in the heart.

But the words that came out were accompanied by some distressed blame.

"Do you remember my leg, you don't want your own life?"

"I ......"

As soon as Feng Jiutian spoke, Nangong Ling knew what she was going to say, and said angrily: "You're fine." ”

Feng Jiu pursed his lips, stopped talking, and turned his head to look at the stone wall on the side.

In the past, when Nangong Ling spoke ill of her, she would not be as uncomfortable as she is now.

"I'm really fine."

She smacked her lips, and an unspeakably fishy sweetness came from her mouth.

Thinking of the dream just now, I glanced at it and saw Nangong Ling's wrist wrapped in strips of cloth.

Her pupils dilated slightly, and she had a guess in her mind.

It was as if something had hit me my chest, and it hurt and burned.

"Your hand ......"

"Huh?"

Nangong Ling followed her line of sight and put her wrist behind her back.

"A little bruising, I took care of it myself."

The corners of Feng Jiu's mouth tightened.

"You think I'm a three-year-old?"

Nangong Ling didn't want her to be entangled in this matter all the time, so she reached out to cover her mouth.

"If your throat is uncomfortable, don't speak, do you have any of these medicines?"

Feng Jiu tilted his head to the side and shook his head.

Wind and cold medicines are relatively basic, and they can be bought at any pharmacy outside.

There aren't many things you can bring with you, so of course you have to pick some of the necessary ones.

A pair of cold hands were placed on her forehead, and Nangong Ling's face was full of worry.

For some reason, seeing him frowning together, she kind of wanted to reach out and smooth it herself.

She didn't do this, and said, "When I came yesterday, I saw some medicinal herbs outside, and I will figure it out by myself." ”

Nangong Ling just stared at him, as if he didn't believe it.

Feng Jiutian didn't continue to explain, staring at Nangong Ling's legs with a faint gaze.

"If you don't go back and sit properly, you really don't want your legs, ahem......"

Feng Jiutian coughed twice, the red on his face had faded a little, and he looked a little pale.

Her body was cold and hot for a while, she pulled a throw on her body, only to suddenly find that Nangong Ling was only wearing a single coat on her body.

Her hand had just rested on the edge of her robe, trying to return it to him.

Nangong Ling stretched out her hand and pressed her, "Cover it, it's not cold if there's fire." ”

In the face of the persistence in his eyes, Feng Jiutian did not recklessly become stronger.

Only by ensuring that she is in good health can we ensure that the two of them can walk out of this forest alive.

Nangong Ling saw that she closed her eyes again, so she sat aside to rest, but she only closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Before you know it, it's dawning and the rain outside has stopped.

Feng Jiutian opened his eyes, and was dazzled by the light shining in from the hole.

Squinted slightly, dodging the sun, and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

She tried to get some water outside to drink, but a wave of vertigo hit her, and she almost fell to the ground.

Nangong Ling suddenly opened her eyes, "Where are you going?" ”

Because of the leg injury, his movements were restricted, and he accidentally pulled the injured leg, making his cold face a little distorted.

Hear his cry of pain.

Feng Jiutian didn't have time to care about the soreness in his body, and squatted down to check his injuries.

Looking at the blood oozing from the wound, Feng Jiutian couldn't help but scold: "The best gold sore medicine is blind if it is sprinkled on your leg." ”

All the medicine is gone.

If Dong Yi didn't find them for a while, Nangong Ling didn't change the dressing in time, and it would also leave sequelae on his legs.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and there is no medicine, so she can only wrap Nangong Ling again.

Nangong Ling stared at the movements of her subordinates, "I know that I am blind, why don't I sprinkle some wounds on my own wounds." ”

Feng Jiu pursed her lips, not that she didn't want to, but that Nangong Ling's injury had something to do with her.

No matter how cold-blooded and ruthless she was, she couldn't watch him turn into a cripple.

She can be regarded as a reciprocated peach.

"Stay put, I'll go out."

In addition to the medicine on Nangong Ling's leg, her own wind and cold must also be cured quickly.

Otherwise, she and Nangong Ling would not stay in this cave for three days.

"Where are you going?"

Nangong Ling frowned, not very agreeing with Feng Jiutian's decision.

This forest is so big, she goes out alone, and if she gets lost, the consequences are unimaginable.

Feng Jiu glanced at him wordlessly.

"You're not hungry?"

From yesterday until now, the two of them have basically not eaten.

Even if it's not for the sake of medicine, you have to go out.

As soon as her words fell, an embarrassing sound came through the air.

Nangong Ling's thin lips were tightly closed, and there was no expression on her face.

But Feng Jiutian still saw a slight embarrassment from the tips of his reddened ears that he had covered tightly.

"I'm just looking for something to eat and herbs nearby."