In other words, his right arm was injured, not because of the arrow.
It was injured to the point where I couldn't even move. Was it... was it broken?
With this thought, Liu Yingying's eyes suddenly turned red again.
Yes, there must be a reason why she fell from the abyss but was unscathed.
So, how did he carry her to the cave step by step when his hand was broken, when he was hit by an arrow in the back, and when he was seriously injured.
Liu Yingying could hardly imagine those scenes.
My vision gradually became blurry.
"No problem."
Shen Lang watched her bite her red lips into pieces and spoke in a low voice.
Just as she was about to raise her hand, Liu Yingying suddenly raised her face, forcing back all her tears. She held Shen Lang's hand tightly and said, "Don't move."
After saying that, he just continued to take off the last inch of his robe for him.
Only then did he realize that the injury on his chest was nothing compared to the injury on his back.
I saw a mess of mud and bloody flesh behind me. It was the result of thirty stick wounds sustained a few days ago.
On the left shoulder blade, an arrow was firmly embedded in the flesh and bone. The arrow was poisonous. With the arrow as the center, all the skin and flesh in the radius were festered and turned black, turning into a piece of rotten meat as big as the mouth of a bowl.
Chapter 128
There was no movement behind him for a long time.
Shen Lang turned his face slightly and glanced at it from the corner of his eye. After a moment, he picked up the dagger on the ground and wiped the blood on his robe, then handed it to the fire and slowly roasted it until the side of the dagger was cooked. When it was boiling, he slowly turned the dagger over and continued to grill the other side.
After roasting the entire dagger until it was hot and smoking, he slowly handed the dagger behind him and said calmly: "Cut out the rotten flesh."
Shen Lang's tone was more ancient, as if he was talking about something that was rare and ordinary.
However, Liu Yingying looked at the smoking dagger and then at the wound in the mud, her teeth chattered for a while, and she didn't pick it up for a long time.
She knew that the wounds were so rotten that if not treated, Shen Lang would soon die from ulceration and infection, but this... this was to cut out the flesh from his body, no. Less than the punishment of cutting meat and removing bones.
And still without any pain relief.
How many people in the world can endure such torture?
Xu Shi knew that she couldn't bear it. Shen Lang sat up straight for a moment and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter, I can bear it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang picked up the fragment of robe that Liu Yingying tore off just now, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it hard.
Liu Yingying looked at the back in front of her. It was so straight and strong, like an indestructible mountain. Although her back was full of ulcers, the muscles behind the ulcerated skin were tight and bulging, strong and strong. After biting her horizontal teeth, Finally, he took the dagger and stabbed it directly into the blackened flesh.
She raised the knife and brought it down, then she picked up a piece of rotten flesh. Black and red blood flowed down from the black rotten flesh.
Liu Yingying bit her teeth into pieces at one point, and sweat broke out on her forehead. However, she still endured the cruelty, endured it, and gouged it out one by one with a knife.
The moment the knife cut out, the tall and strong body suddenly shook, and the dragon veins in the center of his back were all stretched out, and the entire back was arched hard, shaking, and trembling. , tensed, twitching all over.
However, even though the pain was so painful that he almost fainted, Shen Lang remained silent during the whole process and did not make a sound.
The cheeks that were biting the fabric of the robe were bulging, and the veins on his head and neck were bulging out.
But she bit her lip and didn't say a word.
Liu Yingying endured the trembling in her hands and removed all the rotten meat piece by piece until the white bones could be seen in the flesh.
Shen Lang's whole body was convulsing, and he once put his hands on the ground. The palms on the ground were once tightly grasping the gravel on the ground. The blood vessels in his palms seemed to burst, and his whole face had already been deformed and distorted. , sweating like rain.
Liu Yingying quickly dropped the dagger in her hand and threw it away. She immediately went to hold his face and said, "Shen Lang."
But she saw the other party suddenly burying his face into her shoulder, then raising his hand and hugging her waist hard, holding her in his arms with one hand, holding her tightly, tightly. He held her, as if he wanted to rub his whole body into his. After a long time, he ordered with chattering teeth: "Continue."
When Liu Yingying heard this, she suddenly looked at the sharp arrow behind him, shook her head and said, "No, you... you won't be able to hold on."
After a pause, his eyes turned red and he said, "You... you will die."
The arrow was inserted so deeply that it had penetrated the whole body and was at the heart. It was just a pain in the bones and blood even if the flesh was cut out. However, hastily pulling out the arrow could kill someone.
This arrow will probably scare even the doctor when he sees it.
Shen Lang was by no means an ordinary person. He was the eldest son of the Shen family and the heir to the head of the four great families. His life was extremely valuable, so how could Liu Yingying dare to take risks at will.
However, Shen Lang slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes staring straight at Liu Yingying. For a long time, he slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw the look in Shen Lang's eyes. He had gradually returned to normal. He just looked at her with his lips pursed. Suddenly he raised his hand and gently held the back of her neck, and whispered to her: "Sit up."
Shen Lang's words were endless.
However, Liu Yingying suddenly looked at him, inexplicably understanding, and her expression was suddenly startled. She thought he was joking for a while. How could he still have such thoughts at this time——
However, when she raised her eyes, she saw those pair of dark eagle eyes, which were staring at her motionless and deeply. Their eyes were so dark that it was frightening. Liu Yingying's expression was startled, and she realized that he was not joking. .
"come over."
Shen Lang gently rubbed her chin with his thumb and continued to speak in a deep voice.
Liu Yingying bit her lip, looked at the red chest on his chest, then at the poisonous arrow behind her, and then raised her eyes to look at Shen Lang.
The two looked at each other.
For a long time, Liu Yingying gritted her teeth and slowly hugged Shen Lang's neck.
Shen Lang hugged her waist tightly and pressed his face against her chest.
Outside the cave, it started to rain heavily.
Inside the cave, the fire burned quietly, making tiny crackling sounds from time to time.
The two hugged each other tightly.
Until Shen Lang raised his hand and patted Liu Yingying's back gently, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Pull out——"
The moment the word fell, Shen Lang pinched her waist and pressed down hard.
Liu Yingying's whole body was shocked, and she trembled. The hands around Shen Lang's back tightly grasped the sharp arrow, gritted her teeth, and pulled it out.
In an instant, blood splashed onto the stone wall with a splash, staining a large area of the stone wall red.
Shen Lang groaned in his throat, and once he pinched her waist tightly, once he broke her waist, his whole body twitched violently and spasmed, and then he buried his face in her shoulder, feeling so painful He hugged her tightly, as if strangling her.
The world stands still at this moment.
Seeing that he was convulsing and motionless, Liu Yingying felt panicked. She let go of his neck and immediately went to check the wound. However, she saw that at this moment, he held her body up with only one hand, and then moved down again. Press.
Liu Yingying held his neck and groaned.
He hugged her hard, wallowing in pain and happiness, until dozens of times later, he suddenly heard him saying vaguely in her ear: "You are the best painkiller."
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I don't know when the rain gradually stopped.
The soil mixed with the unique fragrance of the forest gradually penetrated into the cave.
The air is fresh after the rain, birds are chirping and jumping and calling outside the cave, and little squirrels are running to the entrance of the cave to chirp and poke their heads out.
The cave is peaceful and quiet.
At the moment when the little squirrel came looking for food, Shen Lang slowly opened his eyes in this tranquility.
As soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes met with the little squirrel jumping on his shoulder. You looked at me, I looked at you. Their eyes collided with each other, with big eyes staring at small eyes.
The little squirrel didn't seem to be afraid of strangers. It glanced at Shen Lang and then continued to lie on Shen Lang's shoulder, sniffing gently. Perhaps the smell of blood attracted it to poke its head around and see a small wild fruit in its hand. While nibbling, she was about to pull towards the delicate body in his arms.
Shen Lang was startled and subconsciously raised his hand to block him.
Unexpectedly, when he raised his hand, he couldn't use even half of his strength.
Shen Lang lowered his eyes for a moment and saw that there were several branches tied to his arms at this moment. They were tied tightly with white fine cloth to stabilize his broken bones.
He raised his eyes again and looked around, only to see that he was sleeping on his side on the ground. His black robe was cushioned under him, and his entire chest and back were tightly tied with white fine cloth. The wounds on the chest and back have been treated and bandaged.
Beneath him lying on his side, a delicate figure was sleeping with her eyes closed, her fair and well-proportioned arms gently resting on his waist.
Half hugging and half hugging him, half hugging and half cushioning him.
Acting as his human cushion.
The two of them were embracing each other intimately at this moment.
The snow-white cloaks were draped over the two of them, gradually sliding down to their waists.
Her exquisite and voluptuous body caught his eye every inch.
Not far away, a fire was burning slightly. The fire was not extinguished, and the person in his arms should have fallen asleep soon.
They stayed with him for a day and a night, changed his dressing and bandage, fetched and fed him water to wipe his body, and used his body to warm him, dissipate heat and reduce fever.
Although Shen Lang was unconscious, he still vaguely knew something.
Looking at the tired but peaceful sleeping face in his arms, and then looking at the little beast sitting on his lap, his eyeballs couldn't help but fall on her body, Shen Lang felt for a moment He gritted his teeth and raised his feet to drive the little beast away.
But then, the little squirrel jumped away from his legs and jumped to her side.
She was not wearing any clothes at the moment.
Shen Lang was slightly annoyed.
What to look at.
He wants to destroy its eyes.
Shen Lang wanted to raise his hand several times to drive him away, but he couldn't. Finally, he gritted his teeth and had no choice but to get closer to Liu Yingying's waist. He bit the cloth and pulled it all the way back. It covered her shoulders all the way, but when he felt it wasn't enough, he pulled it up again until it covered her neck.
However, the robe is so long, focusing on one thing and not on the other, focusing on the head and not the tail. This side is covered, and the pair of straight and slender jade legs on the other side slowly fall into sight.
Shen Lang pursed his lips.
When he raised his eyes again, he and the little squirrel continued to look at me, and I looked at you. Then, the little squirrel puffed and spat out a few fruit cores towards him.
Shen Lang pursed his lips and slowly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
I feel like I'm crazy for trying to compete with a little beast.
After casting a cold glance at the little beast, Shen Lang finally cast his gaze on the delicate body in his arms, and on that astonishingly beautiful face, and stared at it intently.
