Hearing Lu Yao's voice, at that moment, Ye Zehong's eyes turned red.

For the first time, he really felt the heart-killing pain of being robbed of his beloved.

spoke, his throat was dry, and his voice was hoarse: "Hold on, when you get to the island, I will find a way to treat your wounds first, believe me, it will be fine, you don't sleep first, you must cheer up." Don't ......"

"But...... I'm really sleepy......"

Lu Yao's voice was very weak, every word she said, she felt almost out of breath, and even felt uncomfortable wanting to vomit, but in the sea of heavy rain, she felt that her whole head was hot and dizzy.

"Promise me not to sleep. Soon ashore! ”

Ye Zehong calmed down instantly, clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth and climbed onto the island with all his might, regardless of the danger of being stabbed by the reef.

The island was very small, he carried Lu Yao to the banana tree, took out a folding knife from his pocket, cut off a few banana leaves, and then got some leaves and weeds to spread on the wet sand, and finally covered the banana leaves.

He carefully placed Lu Yao on the banana leaf and lay down.

When he raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face and saw the wound on Lu Yao's leg, Ye Zehong was stunned.

Reef had drawn two very long, deep wounds on her legs, and he had barely covered a fifth of them with his shirt.

In the capital, he has 10,000 ways to treat and suture Lu Yao's wounds perfectly.

But on this strange island, on a wild island without any medical equipment, even if a miracle doctor appears, there is nothing to be done.

Ye Zehong wanted to calm himself down, but in the face of Lu Yao's serious injury, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Right now, the most important thing is to stop the bleeding first.

The next step is disinfection.

Prevent wounds from getting worse!

There is no medical equipment, so it is created locally.

The shirt was not enough, so he took off his trousers, tore them into pieces, and tied Lu Yao's legs with pressure to stop the bleeding.

Ye Zehong tightened his face, bandaged Lu Yao seriously and professionally, and when he bandaged the last wound, he felt that his eyes were a little sour, as if something was about to flow out of his eyes, but he was forced back by him.

The storm gradually listened.

The howling wind also gradually weakened.

Ye Zehong thought in his heart, when the sky was slightly bright, and the person who answered them hadn't found them, he would go around and see if there were any herbs that could disinfect and reduce inflammation.

An hour later.

Lu Yao, who was lying in a coma, suddenly trembled violently all over, his face was terrifyingly pale, his lips were white, and there was no blood.

Ye Zehong hurriedly placed his hand in Lu Yao's mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue when she was unconscious, so as to avoid a more dangerous accident.

He raised his hand to touch her forehead, and sure enough, it was scorching.

Just now, she was having a febrile convulsive reaction!

This means that her wound is infected.

If you don't disinfect it in time......

The consequences are unimaginable!

Ye Zehong didn't dare to wait any longer, and walked on the dark island with Lu Yao on his back.

Searching and searching, he found the shrimp grass in his groping.

If he remembered correctly, when he read the Compendium of Materia Medica, it was mentioned that shrimp grass has antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects, thereby reducing inflammation and pain. (Note: This shrimp grass is made up blindly by the author himself, and it is really for the needs of the plot).

Ye Zehong chopped the plantain leaves again, spread them on the sand, and gently placed Lu Yao on them.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately picked shrimp grass, chewed it with his mouth, and applied it to Lu Yao's wound.

Over and over again, until Lu Yao's wounds were all filled. (End of chapter)