Feng Qingchen was confused in the wind. She turned her head silently and looked at Uncle Nine Emperors: Did I see it wrong?
The tense atmosphere was relieved a lot because of Feng Qingchen's slapstick. Uncle Nine Emperors rubbed Feng Qingchen's head: "It'll be okay."
If it doesn't work, they can still go back to the boat. These ants can't cross the ocean.
"Of course, if we can't even deal with a swarm of ants, we can go back to Dongling as soon as possible to retire." Feng Qingchen was not worried that he would be bitten to death by the ants. He just spent his energy on fighting ants, which was a waste.
"Use fire. Ants are afraid of fire. You don't need too much, just make a circle around us." Uncle Nine Emperors took the sword and drew a circle with the two of them as the center.
"You should have something that can make fire there." It's impossible to burn a warship, but it shouldn't be a problem to burn such a circle.
Feng Qingchen nodded and saw that the ant colony was getting denser and denser. Feng Qingchen had no time to spend time with Uncle Nine Emperors. After soaking medical cotton in undiluted alcohol, he spread it on top of the circle drawn by Uncle Nine Emperors.
But she was only half done when the ants crawled over. Feng Qingchen even accidentally got stung by the big ant. Her gloves were torn and the stung area was red. Feng Qingchen shrank in pain.
After a while, he said to the Nine Emperors Uncle behind him: "Quick, hurry up."
"good."
There was a bang... the flames jumped up and soon ignited the cotton next to it.
Feng Qingchen sped up, throwing it almost casually, and finally finished laying out the alcohol-soaked medical cotton before the flames came.
A ring of fire formed around the two of them, and they soon smelled the aroma of roasted ants. However, these ants were not stupid. After they felt something was wrong in front of them, they stopped moving forward. But how could Feng Qingchen and Uncle Jiuhuang do it?
Let them go.
The fire ring was very short and the ants could not get over it, but Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen could step out just by lifting their feet.
"I'm going to pick up some dead leaves." Feng Qingchen planned to take down the ant colony in one fell swoop.
Uncle Nine Emperors was not idle either. He used his sword to draw a not-so-shallow ditch on the outside of the ant colony so that the ants could not escape for a moment.
Now that we have taken action, we must leave no one behind.
Feng Qingchen soon came back with a pile of dead leaves. He spread the oranges one by one along the ditch drawn by Uncle Nine Emperors, and at the same time threw them on top of the ants.
After finishing, Feng Qingchen used medical cotton as a fire starter and burned the dead leaves.
The fire wasn't too big, but it was enough to roast the ants.
"This is the ant on the hot pot." Feng Qingchen patted it and was about to take off his gloves. When he looked up, he saw Uncle Nine Emperors standing there leisurely, and felt jealous in his heart.
This man is so big, she does all the dirty work alone. He just stands there, draws a circle on the ground casually, and then is responsible for acting cool.
"What would you do without me?" Feng Qingchen couldn't help but ask.
According to Jiuhuangshu's character, he probably wouldn't pick up dead branches or leaves.
Feng Qingchen just complained casually, but when Uncle Nine Emperors heard this, he turned to look at Feng Qingchen and said seriously: "Without you, my life is incomplete."
"Ahem..."
Feng Qingchen didn't expect that Uncle Nine Emperors would suddenly say this. He couldn't catch his breath and almost choked himself to death.
The culprit, however, had a nonchalant look on his face, completely unaware of the destructive power of his words. He calmly walked up to Feng Qingchen, patted Feng Qingchen on the back, and cheered her up, without forgetting to say a few words of disdain.
: "How old are you, how can you be so careless?"
"Ahem..." Feng Qingchen wanted to defend, but his tone was not smooth yet, so he could only accuse with his eyes.
Jiuhuangshu was really insulting her. It was obvious that he was cheating, but when he suddenly said something like this, she couldn't react for a moment.
Feng Qingchen's face turned red from coughing. The more he tried to calm down, the more he couldn't. Uncle Nine Emperors shook his head helplessly: "Okay, take your time. I won't dislike you."
I'll give it a try... This man actually had to say this.
If you want to despise me, I will despise you, okay?
Feng Qingchen's eyes were round and his face was bulging like a bun.
She was completely defeated by this man's shamelessness. He was so thick-skinned that it was amazing!
Uncle Jiuhuang started teasing Feng Qingchen. He opened his mouth to think of something, but when he saw her exposed fingers, his expression suddenly changed. He held Feng Qingchen's hand and said, "Qingchen, your hand?"
"Ah? What's wrong with my hand?" Feng Qingchen thought that Uncle Nine Emperors was trying to change the subject, but when she lowered her head and saw that she was also stunned.
Is this swollen hand like a bun hers?
"Did you just get stung by an ant?" Uncle Nine Emperors was even more nervous than Feng Qingchen. He held Feng Qingchen's hand and exerted force unconsciously.
Feng Qingchen was in pain and struggled for a while. Uncle Nine Emperors quickly let go: "Have a look."
"Don't be nervous. It doesn't hurt at all. You should be fine." She was obviously the one who was injured, so why did she comfort Uncle Nine Emperors in turn? Feng Qingchen was instantly embarrassed.
"Yeah." Uncle Nine Emperors responded, but his brows still didn't relax.
Feng Qingchen pressed his swollen left hand and found that Baozi's hand was hard. He made a cross on the wound with a knife, and black blood immediately flowed out.
"Poisoned?" Feng Qingchen was quite puzzled.
If she was poisoned, she shouldn't be affected. She didn't feel any pain at all. Looking at the diagnosis of the smart medical kit, it also showed that she was poisoned by ant poison.
How to cure ant poison? She doesn’t seem to know how.
Feng Qingchen regretted it immensely. If they had known that this island was full of poisons, they should have gone to Jiangnan and brought Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui with them. With the two of them here, at least they wouldn't have to worry about being killed by poisons.
Feng Qingchen was really not good at detoxifying, and she couldn't move her left hand. She had no way to take samples for examination in advance, so she had to use the stupidest method - squeezing out the poisonous blood.
Feng Qingchen entrusted this arduous task to Uncle Jiuhuang. No matter how severe mysophobia was, Uncle Jiuhuang would never attack it at this time.
Sure enough, Uncle Nine Emperors didn't care at all about whether it was dirty or not. He pulled Feng Qingchen to squat on the ground and began to squeeze the poisonous blood out of Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen's hand was so swollen that the layer on his face was so stretched that it became transparent. Uncle Nine Emperors was afraid of breaking the skin on Feng Qingchen's hand, so he didn't dare to use too much force.
Feng Qingchen's face was silent, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to show it, lest Uncle Nine Emperors worry.
She has lost all feeling in her left hand, and there is no pain at all. If she doesn't do it right, it will most likely be completely destroyed. It will be difficult to hold the scalpel in the future, even if it can be used normally.
Obviously, Uncle Nine Emperors had also thought of this, and he himself felt deeply guilty about Feng Qingchen's hand injury.
At the beginning, because of his insistence, Feng Qingchen injured his hand that was not well again in order to save Qin Baoer. It would be difficult to recover in the future.
Now, because of his poor protection, Feng Qingchen's hand was stung.
Uncle Jiuhuang regretted it very much. If he had not thought so much just now and took matters into his own hands instead of letting Feng Qingchen do those trivial matters, perhaps this would not have happened.