"Well... okay..." Shi Yin said with a hint of despair, "They probably heard those people in the lab bragging about how powerful this thing is and started thinking it's some kind of killer move, right?"
The plan was to crush her effortlessly, like squeezing an ant, and let out a villainous "hehehe" laugh before she died, but it turned out that the thing had no offensive power at all.
"Anyway, I'll heal your wounds. You can go wherever you want, but if we don't treat your wounds now, you'll probably die soon." Shi Yin turned to face Bei Qingchuan: "Sit down."
"That's not important. Where are Nanzhu and Freya? Let's find them first." Kita Kiyokawa, however, looked anxious. "And Mingtai Temple, could you...?"
"Sit down." Shi Yin's voice was calm, but brooked no argument: "Can't you understand me? You're about to die."
In Bei Qingchuan's impression, Shi Yin was at most not good at speaking, and Bei Qingchuan felt that Shi Yin was very gentle when they were together.
However, when Shi Yin gave orders, she carried an inherent coldness and a sense of oppression.
Previously, Bei Qingchuan had only heard that Shi Yin had been reborn many times, but it wasn't until Shi Yin got serious this time that he truly felt a powerful force that was difficult for ordinary people to accumulate.
Like a mountain, when it presses down, there is no doubt about whether the suppressed ants can survive; there are no "what ifs."
It wasn't until he sat down that Kitakyokawa gradually felt the burning pain in his wound.
With his adrenaline pumping the whole way, Kita Kiyoshi hadn't realized how serious it was, but now that he's sitting down and relaxing, his mind feels a little fuzzy.
Besides the extensive burns on his back from just blocking the flames, he had a deep and long wound on his right arm, thigh, left waist, and right shoulder. Other small wounds tore his clothes to shreds, and to make matters worse, they were covered in scales.
"Did you encounter any bugs?" Shi Yin took out a first-aid kit from her spatial storage.
There was a crack on the small first-aid kit. When Shi Yin fought, she never paid attention to the situation in the space. She only compressed the space's power and often destroyed things.
Fortunately, Shi Yin didn't use too much force this time, and it was a miracle that the first-aid kit didn't break into pieces.
"Uh, I ran into a mantis and a few moths." Kitakami Kazukawa said somewhat apologetically, "Some insects blocked my way, and I couldn't beat them, so I just ran away and took a detour. Otherwise, it might have been faster."
"What's there to blame yourself for running away when you can't win?" Shi Yin took out disinfectant and poured it on Bei Qingchuan's wound.
"Hiss! Ahh ...
"You came out even though you're afraid of the pain." Shi Yin glanced up at Bei Qingchuan.
"Hiss... Ah, this isn't important, is it? Ah!" Kita Kiyokawa convulsed in pain, cold sweat pouring down his forehead: "Nan Zhu and the others, and Mingtai Temple..."
"Worry about yourself first. I'll find Nan Zhu and Freya." Shi Yin was speechless. Did this guy even realize that he had just had a bit of a deathbed rally?
I almost died.
“No, I mean tell me the location, and I'll help you find it.” Bei Qingchuan coughed lightly. “I can help with something as small as finding someone.”
"You really enjoy helping others, huh?" Shi Yin took out a needle and thread: "Wait until I finish sewing for you before you consider whether you can help."
Kita Kiyokawa's pupils trembled. He glanced at the needle and thread in Shi Yin's hand, then at the simple medical kit.
"A hard seam?" Kita Kiyokawa swallowed hard.
"Otherwise, should I give you anesthesia in the wild?" Shi Yin raised an eyebrow. "Should I find you something to bite on, Professor Qingchuan?"
Shi Yin deliberately emphasized the word "teacher," and Bei Qingchuan blushed, turning his head away without saying a word, noticing the teasing in Shi Yin's tone.
Come on, let's sew it hard, who's afraid of who, you little dog.
Shi Yin shrugged. She said it was true that there was no anesthesia and the stitches were done by hand. She was not joking. She held down Bei Qingchuan and started stitching.
In every lifetime, Shi Yin is either injured or on her way to be injured. She suffers more external and internal injuries than internal ones. While she may not be an expert in medicine, she is extremely skilled at suturing and treating wounds.
Poor Bei Qingchuan, every time Shi Yin inserted a needle, he felt like he wanted to grind his teeth to pieces.
Unfortunately, if this were before the apocalypse, and if it were a segment from a variety show, judging from Bei Qingchuan's groans, there would probably be a lot of people commenting that they wanted to record it and loop it multiple times.
No kidding, when they were stitching up his right shoulder, Kitakyokawa was almost unconscious.
Ambiguity between a man and a woman is often limited to flirting without danger or pain; all ambiguity stems from a lack of crisis and pain.
Normally, a doctor would use a scalpel and needle and thread to cut and suture flesh without anesthesia. However, if the patient is in too much pain and is not under anesthesia, the patient's muscles and mind would twitch, making it impossible for the doctor to make precise incisions and sutures.
One patient was in so much pain that he saw stars, his vision blurred, and he was almost foaming at the mouth.
In this situation, both sides would probably wish the other dead...
Fortunately, both of them were reasonable, and the doctor was steady enough to hold the patient down. The patient was already in so much pain that he saw his great-grandmother, so there was no risk of saying the last sentence.
"Hold on a little longer, I'm going to pull the string." Shi Yin looked at the blood-soaked wad of paper in Bei Qingchuan's mouth: "Spit it out, don't swallow it."
Then, without saying a word, he pried the wad of paper out.
"This is the last time. If it hurts, bite me." Shi Yin stretched out her left hand and pulled with her right.
Kitakami didn't originally intend to bite Shion, but this time, just like before, he couldn't hold back at all. When he came to his senses, there was already a row of bloody teeth marks on Shion's wrist.
Kita Kiyokawa felt that he could only eat liquid food for a while. He was experiencing severe tooth pain and his teeth were probably a little loose.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat hurt terribly. Before he could even utter a word, he coughed repeatedly, the coughing causing his wound to throb with pain, and a layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
"Why are you, an ordinary person, getting involved in this?" Shi Yin said casually while packing her things. "You haven't even undergone systematic professional soldier training. You're not even a recruit. You should just stay in logistics."
If Kita Kiyokawa wanted to, no one would be more comfortable than him.
As a popular figure on an important radio station, he has plenty of people to fawn over him. The doomsday beacon poses no danger, and he has no worries about food and drink. All he needs to do is give guidance on variety show filming.
"The confrontation mode shouldn't just be a matter for superhuman warriors. The world belongs to everyone." Kita Kiyokawa finally caught his breath: "Ordinary people are making contributions by not causing trouble. I can do more, so of course I should stand up."
“Your thinking is really out of step with this cold and cruel world of the apocalypse.” Shi Yin used medicine and bandages to bandage up Bei Qingchuan’s other parts: “Be grateful for this well-protected world, you naive guy.”
"It's alright, isn't it? If people aren't indifferent, the world won't be indifferent." Kita Kiyokawa forced a smile: "The apocalypse hasn't swallowed our world yet, there's still a chance."
"Good mindset." Shi Yin commented calmly, "Go back. The commotion caused by your arrogance has probably made all the monsters in this area hide or run away. There's no danger now."
“I will go find Nan Zhu and Freya. I just sensed that you probably won’t be able to find them.”
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