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1171. Chapter 1171 The cruelest thing is not death 8

Chapter 1171 The most cruel thing is not death (8)

Perhaps, under the cabin, there are some people who want to sneak to other countries to make a living.

"Just this!" It was a short sailor who led them to the cabin.

"Thank you!" Feng Yan hugged Xia Yu Orange into the cabin, the cabin area was small, and there was no bathroom area in the Hushan Villa.

The taste inside is also unpalatable. On the iron bed, the dirty cotton wool and quilt were covered with smelly smell.

Xia Yu Orange smelled the taste, not to mention how nausea, holding the windy placket, her face was ugly, because she couldn't restrain the desire to vomit-hope.

Feng Yan put her on the bed and sat on the bed, letting her lean on her body, and then looked down at her bloodless face, and said, "Good! Tolerance, just get used to it!"

Xia Yu Orange also understood that it was lucky to be rescued in the endless sea. It was lucky to be saved.

"I'm okay!" Her voice had no strength, because she didn't eat anything for two days, and she didn't drink water.

"Sir, this is what you want!" The tall sailor on the deck just bent in the waist holding the wind, and it seemed very crowded in this small cabin.

"I see that you have a wound on your back. I took more alcohol. The sea water soaked for so long. You can bear it!" He threw down the things in his hand, glanced at Xiayu Orange with his eyes, and went out.

"Are you injured?" Xia Yu Orange wanted to pull over the wind, but because of weakness, he did not move.

"It's okay, eat something and drink some water!" Feng Yan got up and locked the door, and then went to see the piles on the ground.

There are two sets of clothes, both blue flower shirts and flower shorts, typical Southeast Asian style.

Eat two bread and a bottle of mineral water.

Feng Yan did not tube anti -inflammatory drugs and alcohol, but instead took clothes, bread and mineral water, and walked down to Xia Yanyan.

"I didn't eat it for two days, and the bread may be difficult to swallow, but it must be eaten." He put down the things in his hand, reached out to take off the skirt on Xia Yu Orange.

The clothes were soaked, and he quickly took her off a fine light, and then checked it. After confirming that there were no scars on her, she helped her put on clean clothes.

"That ... underwear ..." Xia Yuyan stared at the dirty clothes at her feet, blushed, and she didn't wear anything in her clothes. She was not used to it.

"Wet, wash and dry it, then put it on!" Feng Ye touched her face and said lightly, "You eat first, I change clothes!"

I was afraid that she saw the injury on her back. When the wind was changing her clothes, she was facing her. The moment the shirt left the body, tearing the wound on his back shoulder, and he frowned slightly.

He bowed his head deliberately, and Xia Yuyan felt embarrassed, so he didn't notice the painful expression on his face.

Feng Yan thought that he had to deal with the wound in a while, so he didn't put on a flower shirt. He was red with his upper body, revealing a powerful arm and strong chest, beautiful abdominal muscles.

Xia Yu Orange held bread and mineral water in his hand, raised his head and looked at him. Her big dark eyes seemed to have always smiled, bent, like the bright string moon in the night sky, even the two good looks good.

The eyebrows are also soft ripples.

"What do you think? Why not eat?" He sat down again and saw her laugh, and he was at ease.

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