Xie Yutang watched him come back. He moved his lips and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's all our fault. If it wasn't for us, you don't have to help them barbecue."
He lowered his head. Along the way, he guessed that Fengjiu's strength was above him, but he didn't know how powerful it was. But he knew that if Feng Jiu would not promise to help them barbecue at all, it was because of them.
Hearing this, Feng nine micro Zheng for a moment, then said with a smile: "it's nothing. Anyway, I'm free." She laughed, came to the fire and sat down, and said to him, "you need to change the medicine for your wound. Here, I'll take a look at it for you."
"Oh." Xie Yutang did not say anything more, just obediently took off his coat and revealed the wounds bound inside.
"What? There's only one bottle left Xie Shisi wrinkled her face, some worried that the wound was not healed after the medicine was used up.
"I have it here. Put that bottle away first." Feng nine said, untied Xie Yutang wound after the belt, looked at the wound, and then took out a bottle from the space to help him apply.
When she saw the more serious wound festering because of sweat and the heat of the weather, she frowned slightly: "the wound is a little ulcerative, it has to be dealt with again."
"It's OK. Just pack some medicine." He also knows that there are no conditions, only simple bandaging.
Feng nine glanced at him, then took out the knife and said, "I will help you to remove the rotten meat." As she spoke, she burned the knife on the fire.
But hearing his words, Xie's brother and sister turned pale: "eliminate? How can you do it He doesn't know medicine. He's picking his flesh with a knife? How dare he?
Looking at the sharp and sharp knife in Feng Jiu's hand, Xie Yutang's face turned white, and the sweat on his forehead also seeped out: "no, no, I think I'd better go back and deal with it again! It should be nothing... " Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.
"When you go back, your arm will be useless." Feng nine light said, glanced at him: "is it not, you are afraid of pain? Dare not let me pick it? "
Xie Yutang swallows saliva: "this is not afraid of pain at all, OK? You don't understand... "
His voice stopped, and the whole person breathed and stiffened, because the man with the knife had already scratched on his wound with a knife without waiting for him to finish speaking. Seeing his heart tighten, the whole person was tense and could not say a word.
"Relax, don't be nervous. Practice makes perfect. I'll practice more with you." Feng nine leisure said, while weeding out his wound canker meat.
Xie Yutang stares at him with a pair of eyes. What is practice makes perfect? Practice more with him? Why is this man so heartless? Body tight, a pair of eyes but dare not move up to the wound, only staring at the person in front of him.
Feng nine after removing the rotten flesh on his wound, he cleaned it up again, and then covered the wound with her medicine.
"All right." She went to one side to wash her hands, and then she came back and said, "I'll go to sleep first, and then call me if something happens." As soon as the sound fell, he jumped to the tree to rest.
Xie Yutang was looking at the repainted wound. He felt that the wound didn't hurt so much after being treated with medicine. Instead, he had a cool feeling. He couldn't help but look at Feng Jiu on the tree.
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