"..." Zhumabayi retracted his legs, his eyes full of wariness, obviously dissatisfied with this answer.

"Have you ever heard of Yuluo the Righteous? Yes, that's me!" Hong Tao thought about it, and for a while he really didn't know how to introduce himself.

Saying that my name is Hong Tao? Isn’t that the same as not saying anything? Saying that I am the former chairman and secretary-general of the East Asia Alliance does not seem to be convincing. At this time, the awesome nickname I gave myself can finally come in handy.

"..." Upon hearing this name, Zhuma Bayi was stunned. His mouth was half-opened, and although the alertness in his eyes had not completely disappeared, there was not much left.

"Oh, that's not a small hole..." Hong Tao didn't bother to ask what the little nun was feeling, and while he was distracted, he reached out and grabbed her right boot and lifted her calf up.

There is a three-inch long tear in the trouser leg above the boots. The outer layers of clothing have been cut open. There are some blood stains on the inner layers of underwear. It is obvious that the body has been injured. I don’t know why the bear’s claws are so sharp.

, this is a wear-resistant and scratch-resistant military fabric. It has several layers and is completely see-through in one go.

"Be patient, don't move, look at the wound first!" But if you want to see the wound inside, you have to roll up or tear your trouser legs. Hong Tao first raised his head to announce his intention, and then took out the paratrooper knife from his thigh.

, slowly open the trouser legs.

"...Here, let me help you get on the kang." The wound was on the outside of Zhumabayi's right calf. It was not too big, less than two inches long, and was a bit deep. Fortunately, it did not damage any major blood vessels or touch any bones.

But Hong Tao couldn't deal with it as he squatted on the ground holding a flashlight in his mouth. He made a gesture of raising his hands, and before the little nun could express anything, he lifted her body up, turned around and put her on the kang.

Zhumabayi did not resist, but lowered her eyelids, not daring to stare at the man's face at close range. But Fang Wenlin was leaning under the kang head, his eyes were closed, and she couldn't bear to look at that pale face.

, involuntarily grabbed the man's sleeve.

"Bear with it, it hurts a bit..." Hong Tao looked down at the little nun's embarrassed face, picked up the used first aid kit nearby, took out the hemostatic gauze and pressed it on the wound.

"Ah... uh..." This time, the arm was grasped even tighter, and the beautiful and delicate face was slightly distorted due to pain. A few white teeth were biting on the lips, and the brows were almost frowning together.

"Hold it and don't move, wait for me for a while..." Ordinarily, as long as you tighten your hands a little bit, the little nun will have to crawl into her arms in pain.

The idea was very mature, but Hong Tao didn't do it. Instead, he opened the hand holding his arm and let her press the gauze. Then he left the edge of the kang, lowered himself to pick up Fang Wenlin's body, and turned around to go out.

When I came back, the body was gone and replaced with a large armful of dead branches. This hut was obviously used as a temporary residence for the brown bear. In order to keep out the cold and make it comfortable, a lot of hay was brought in and piled in the corner of the kang. It was just used as kindling.

Soon there was a roaring flame in the hut's large cast-iron stove.

After lighting the fire, Hong Tao took out all the hay with a strong smell, and brought back a handful of snow in an iron bucket hanging on the wall. He wiped the hole with snow that hadn't been used for who knows how long.

I put a broken aluminum pot into it, poured the snow half into it, and sat on the stove.

"Relax...I'll help you treat your wound after the water boils. Don't be afraid, it's not serious."

After working for more than ten minutes, he simply tidied up the house, then brought in all three hiking bags outside the door and closed the door. Then Hong Tao took out two sets of tents and sleeping bags and approached Zhumabayi and took them from her back.

He lowered his rifle and grinned at the confused and nervous expression on the little nun's face.

"You, you know my identity, why didn't you kill me!" Zhuma Bayi might have been able to relax a little if he didn't laugh, but this smile made him even more nervous.

"Look at this watch of mine. I have changed the strap three times and the cover is worn and worn, but I have never thrown it away. Because it has full functions and good quality, it is not easy to find such a watch nowadays."

"God has given you a good skin. Even if it is a little troublesome, most people are not willing to throw it away easily. Things are rare and valuable, and so are people. This is your talent."

"No matter who you are or what you do, as long as you are not a big threat to me, I will not be willing to kill you casually. There is no difference between the Redeemers and the Resistance Army to me, and it has nothing to do with me if you fight back and forth.

We can coexist peacefully."

Hong Tao shook his wrist, revealing a very complicated-looking watch. It did not have a large dial, but two small dials of the same size, one for time and one for air pressure. There was also a quarter scale on the side for an altimeter.

Watches with altimeter and barometer are really not new, and it is not uncommon to have more functions integrated into one. But this watch is really uncommon because it is purely mechanical and does not contain any electronics.

It is usually more complicated and laborious to use than an electronic watch and difficult to observe, but in the apocalypse, it has become a rare and good helper. Just the attribute of not using a battery kills all sports watches in an instant.

"...But you hindered my mission, what if I kill you first!" Originally, having a man compliment you on your beauty is a good thing that every woman would like to hear, but comparing women to watches, it is rare and valuable.

No matter how much it sounded to Zhumabayi, it felt like ridicule, and he couldn't be happy at all.

"So, the guns I gave you and Teacher Fang were full of blank bullets... Who knew something like this would happen. Now only I can kill you, but you can't kill me. If you kill me, you will die...

…Come on, don’t think about it so much, let me see the wound.”

There was a slight sizzling sound in the aluminum pot, and the water was about to boil. Hong Tao temporarily stopped chatting, stood up, took his backpack and took out two boxes, one metal and one plastic.

The metal box is made of stainless steel. It contains a set of simple medical instruments, including a stainless steel syringe, a scalpel, surgical scissors, suture needles, and hemostatic forceps. These are necessary items for Hong Tao to travel far away, in case he suffers a serious injury.

If you need to suture or remove a bullet, you have to use these tools. No matter how painful it is, it is better than waiting to die.

The plastic box was bright red, and contained six or seven small-sized lipstick-like things. All the words were in twisted Russian, and it was hard to tell what they were used for.

"Have you seen it? It's a good thing. There are not many drugs that are still within the validity period. Although its side effects are a bit bigger, it is better than nothing." Hong Tao opened the plastic box and handed it to Zhumabai, showing off in a very disgusting manner.

With.

"...How come you have so much Russian military equipment!" Of course Zhumabayi knows it, not only the Russian words on it, but also this kind of thing. It is an individual first aid kit distributed by the Russian Army.

Bing and Wacker brought a lot of them, but after so many years of consumption, very few are left.

But this man's bag actually contained several boxes, first a Russian-made pistol, then a Russian-made landmine, and now a Russian-made first aid kit. Could it be that this guy is also Russian, or a special forces member of the Russian military?

"Didn't I say that I have been to your hometown? Wherever there is a country now, you can take whatever you want. Maybe one day I will go there and find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to build a wooden fence and catch some deer.

, sheep and horses are kept.”

"You are so greedy... Behave well and impress me with your sincerity. Maybe I will take you with me... Hehehe, my requirements are not high. To be honest, I just need to be able to cook and warm the bed.

.”

Speaking of Hong Tao being the best at it, who doesn’t have the illusion yet? Whenever it’s late at night, he can’t sleep, and he’ll look at the stars and wonder, always wanting to find someone he likes, and go to a place he likes to spend time.

life.

It's a pity that after seven or eight years of wandering around Xinjiang Province, fantasies are still fantasies, and he still can't sleep when he should. He can't get used to living like that in Crimea, it's too monotonous, but it can be used to fool the little nun.

.Look, her face has turned red and turned away, which means she is tempted.

The water in the pot boiled, Zhuma Bayi stopped making any noise, and Hong Tao stopped chatting. First, scald the surgical instruments with boiling water, take out a small bottle of powder from the plastic box, and use a syringe to draw some physiological saline to dilute it. Wait.
Chapter completed!