After Ming Yue looked at the situation on the island, she also followed Ye Hen and saw that she couldn't even see the shadow of the ship.
"Do you think they will find this place?"
She looked at Yehen pleadingly. Two days had passed, but they had experienced indescribable things on the island. It felt like two years had passed.
Ye Hen did not answer. He did not know the question Mingyue asked. According to his judgment, the previous tsunami must have affected their search, otherwise the people who were at yesterday's base at the latest would have found this place.
According to his estimate, the speedboat did not drift very far on the sea. It was just that it was difficult to position it at sea because of the wind and waves.
"What happened to your wound?"
Mingyue pointed at Yehen's arm, stared at the blackened wound with wide eyes, and asked in surprise.
Yesterday, she only saw some infection and signs of suppuration on it. Why did it become like this overnight?
Is it because of the sea water that the meat on it has become necrotic and rotten?
Why did it turn black?
After hearing this, Ye Hen turned around and stared at that little face for a long time.
"Are you concerned about me?"
"It's already so serious. Of course I'm caring about you. Tell me quickly if it hurts?"
Mingyue was frightened by the black color on Ye Hen's wound, and answered without thinking. Her eyes kept staring there anxiously and fearfully, and she did not see the incomprehensible flash in Ye Hen's eyes after hearing her words.
Huh? What did she just say?
After saying that, Ming Yue felt something was wrong. She raised her head and looked at Ye Hen's unpredictable face. She immediately realized that what she just said was wrong.
"Ahem!"
"Don't think too much, I just don't want to be said to be ungrateful and heartless."
Without a red face and a heartbeat, he gave an unrealistic explanation for his words. He turned his face away as if he was trying to avoid feeling guilty.
"Are you telling the truth?"
As if he was deliberately trying to tease the person in front of him, Yehen raised the corner of his sexy mouth and asked lightly.
"Then... if it's not like this, what kind of evil can it be?"
Mingyue turned around and responded loudly as if her tail had been caught, but her eyes were still staring at Ye Hen's wounds uneasily.
"Has it... begun to rot there? Will your arm be..."
Looking at the wounds that had turned black for some reason, and the man in front of her looking like he didn't feel anything at all, Ming Yue couldn't help but start to feel anxious.
Does this man have no pain nerves? Or is he too cold-blooded to know pain?
I have been soaking in the sea for too long and I no longer have any intuition.
What if after returning home, the treatment fails and the doctor amputates the arm?
Thinking of this, the anxiety in Mingyue's eyes turned into panic. She looked up and down at Yehen. It would be ugly to have an arm missing. No, wouldn't she be responsible for serving him every day in the future?
"Hurry up, let's go look for any herbs that can heal the injury."
Thinking of this, Mingyue ignored the answer of the man in front of her and pulled him towards the island. She remembered that when she was a child, Lan's mother would use some leaves grown in the garden to wipe the places bitten by mosquitoes.
And doesn’t the book say that many herbs can heal wounds? Maybe there are some flowers and herbs here that can prevent wounds from getting worse.
Ye Hen did not move, his eyes were always staring at the anxious little face, with a fleeting light flashing in his eyes.