"You are the idiot, the biggest idiot in the world!"
Shangguan Tang pushed his hand away, wiped away his tears, and searched in the cave, only to find that except for the fire on the wall, this was a simple cave with no materials at all.
"What should I do?"
She knelt down next to Bei Xijue, stretched out her hand to cover the wound on his abdomen, and then, not long after, bright red blood overflowed through the gaps between her fingers. She anxiously covered it with her other hand.
It can't stop the blood from infiltrating.
"Wrap it in clothes."
Bei Xijue reminded her weakly. She looked at Bei Xijue's naked upper body and tattered pants, gritted her teeth, tore open her still intact skirt, pulled off a few pieces of fabric, and exposed her snow-white thighs.
, she curled up unnaturally, leaned forward, and carefully used one of them to wipe away the dirt and tree debris on the wound on his abdomen.
"hiss--"
Bei Xijue took a breath of cold air, and Shangguan Tang's hand immediately trembled. The rough cloth brushed against the tender wound, causing him to inhale harder.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry—"
Shangguan Tang threw away the piece of cloth at a loss, lowered her body and blew air into the wound. She remembered that when she was a child, every time she broke her knee while climbing a tree, her mother always breathed gently into her wound.
She will feel much better.
"Does it hurt?"
She breathed out, and the warm breath swept over Bei Xijue's wounds and his sensitive nerves. He stretched out his hands to hold Shangguan Tang's head and helped her up, his voice was a little dark.
dumb.
"Help me bandage other places first."
"good."
Bei Xijue turned around with difficulty and showed her back to Shangguan Tang. She was stunned. Under the light of the fire, the staggered scratches on his back were so shocking that she held back the soreness in her eyes.
Feeling the feeling, she tore the fabric of the skirt into long strips and wrapped them around his more serious wounds. If she didn't wrap them around once, her heart ached. If he hadn't saved her, how could he have ended up like this...
The crystal tears fell on the white cloth and soaked into the wound. Bei Xijue's body trembled, and the hot feeling made him feel at ease, and felt that all this was worth it.
After the wound on the back was treated, Shangguan Tang turned Bei Xijue over, starting from his chest, carefully bandaging it in circles, and finally focusing on the most serious abdomen, she folded the remaining cloth thickly
Lay the mat on top, then wrap it with long strips, and finally tie it into a bow.
After completing all the bandaging, Shangguantang couldn't bear it anymore and hugged Bei Xijue while sobbing violently.
"Fool, why are you crying?"
"I said, you are the fool, you are -"
"Okay, I am, I am."
He patted her back gently and comforted her.
Shangguan Tang stopped sobbing, raised his head, and then looked at the ugly way his upper body was bandaged by her. She tremblingly stretched out her hand and stroked it along his chest bit by bit. She thought that even if these wounds were healed, they would still be injured.
It will leave ugly scars, and Bei Xijue is such a person who cares about his image.
"Bei Xijue, do you regret it?"
"What do you think?"
Shangguan Tang took a deep look at his pale but smiling face, slowly leaned down, and kissed his chest gently.
Warm lips, with hot breath, followed the footsteps of the fingers, kissing the wounds on his body bit by bit, going down bit by bit, until the lower abdomen...