Ying Zhen was stunned for a moment. He could no longer hesitate for a moment. Every second would determine his life or death.
Well, seeing as the desire to survive is so strong, let’s temporarily put aside our grudges and give life to this powerful man. Meeting him thousands of miles away in City A is considered fate.
"You're lucky." Yingzhen took off the backpack on his back, squatted down, and rummaged through the bag.
She found a needle-like thing with a green liquid in the glass tube. She took off the seal covering the needle and injected it into the artery of Mo Yanyi's wrist.
Huge pain spread throughout Mo Yanyi's body, and he suddenly woke up. He arched his body violently, coughed out a large mouthful of blood, and then collapsed limply on the ground, as if he no longer had any strength.
Yingzhen tore open another packet of medicine powder and sprinkled it on the wound on his head. The pain suddenly made him stand up with gritted teeth, his eyes suddenly looked at Yingzhen, he gasped for air, and his veins popped out.
"It hurts..." After almost squeezing the word out from between his teeth, he fell to the ground again, looking like he was letting Yingzhen handle it.
"Sorry, I'm not a professional nurse," Yingzhen said with a sneer, "but it won't hurt if I die."
She originally carried epinephrine and powerful styptic powder with her in case of accidents in the woods. The first aid supplies were indeed used in case of accidents, but they were other people's accidents.
She was a little sleepy. She was actually rescuing people? She laughed and put a bandage on Mo Yanyi's head. After thinking about it, it formed two pointed rabbit ears.
Can't help laughing
The blood stopped flowing down, and the hemostatic powder was very effective. Mo Yanyi's physical strength also recovered quickly in a short period of time, and he sat up.
"Thank you" he said gratefully, and then looked at the vast woods, his eyes suddenly became confused, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.
Yingzhen crossed his shoulders and said with a hint of arrogance and coldness: "Your mother must have burned some incense for you. She fell from such a tall tree and hit it on a big rock. Not only did she recover a disease, her hand was not broken."
I have to admire your good fortune."
Mo Yanyi looked at her calmly: "You look so familiar."
Yingzhen was startled for a moment. Could it be that he recognized her? No, she was wearing a mask that day. There was no way he could recognize her.
Suddenly, his big bright eyes fell on Mo Yanyi with a look of contempt: "Humph, I haven't even washed my face, so I just follow other people's example of picking up girls and it's cliche."