Chapter 87 Loss of composure
It was a tube of light blue reagent. After the injection, Wei Shenglin's expression quickly calmed down visibly.
But what followed was a massive outbreak of pain from the wounds bitten by the frontosaurus.
As if he suddenly lost all his strength, Wei Shenglin fell to the side and fainted.
Nan Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, stood up, and tentatively checked Wei Shenglin's condition.
There were many bite wounds all over the body, the deepest of which even allowed bones to be seen. The teeth and saliva of the Frontal Rhinoceros contained a large number of bacteria.
In addition to the burns on his back, if they are not treated and get infected, Wei Shenglin’s life might be in danger.
After taking a look at the empty reagent tube on the ground, Nan Zhiyan picked it up, helped the unconscious Wei Shenglin up, and walked towards the edge of the jungle.
Fortunately, Wei Shenglin killed all the forehead dragons, so the strong smell of blood could temporarily cover up the smell of the two people.
It can also deter some small and medium-sized predators.
Nan Zhiyan was lucky and found a hidden cave. He helped Wei Shenglin in and then found some wood to start a fire.
Wei Shenglin's wound had to be treated, but neither of them had hemostatic spray or antibiotics on them.
Fortunately, Nan Zhiyan took a wide range of courses. In order to lower the weighting, Nan Zhiyan took many unpopular courses.
Paleozoology and botany is one of them. Nan Zhiyan probably knows which ancient plants can stop bleeding and resist infection.
While going out to collect herbs, Nan Zhiyan did not forget to cut a few more thick branches.
She now had no weapons except a few military knives, so she had to make them herself.
Under the current conditions, Nan Zhiyan can only simply make two Penobsto bows.
Although the manufacturing method and materials of this bow and arrow are simple, it is extremely powerful.
However, Nan Zhiyan had not forgotten Wei Shenglin who was still unconscious. After simply cleaning Wei Shenglin's wound, Nan Zhiyan applied the crushed plant slurry on Wei Shenglin's wound.
This juice needs to be replaced every two hours. During this period, Nan Zhiyan put the prototype of the bow on the fire to roast.
The logs were very brittle and lacked toughness, so they had to be roasted over fire for a sufficient amount of time to achieve the effect Nan Zhiyan wanted.
When changing Wei Shenglin's dressing for the second time, the other party finally made a movement.
A piercing pain came from all over his body, and Wei Shenglin suddenly opened his eyes.
However, the first thing that caught his eye was Nan Zhiyan's lowered brows, and Wei Shenglin was stunned for a moment.
In his chaotic state of mind, he thought it was an illusion, and his hand unconsciously rose up, wanting to touch the beauty that he had never been able to touch before.
But the next moment, the person in front of him raised his head and looked at him.
"Master Weisheng, you're awake."
As Nan Zhiyan's voice rang out, Wei Shenglin realized that this was not an illusion, and he quickly retracted his outstretched hand.
"Um."
Wei Shenglin looked away, lowered his eyes to avoid Nan Zhiyan's gaze, and responded in a low voice.
But the moment he lowered his head, he was suddenly stunned, and then a heat rushed behind his ears. Why was he not wearing any clothes?
The scarred shoulder blades and waist and abdomen were exposed to the air. Due to long-term physical training, Wei Shenglin's abdominal muscles were firm and the contours were clear.
But at this moment, the beautiful abdominal muscles were covered with claw marks, which was extremely horrifying.
Seeing Wei Shenglin wake up, Nan Zhiyan lowered his head again and applied the last bit of medicine.
"The medicine needs to be changed every two hours. During this time, please don't move around, Master Weisheng."
Nan Zhiyan placed the medicine next to Wei Shenglin and gave him a few instructions. Now that the patient was awake, he probably didn't need to apply medicine himself.
"By the way, because your injury is quite serious, in order to apply medicine to you, I can only take off your clothes."
Glancing at Weisheng's red ears, Nan Zhiyan added another sentence.
Compared to Nan Zhiyan's calmness, Wei Shenglin was so flustered at the moment that he could hardly think.
The fingertips that brushed across his abdomen felt soft and cool, but wherever they passed was like a prairie fire, sending shivers through the neurons in his skin, up Wei Shenglin's spine and even his brain.
When Nan Zhiyan lowered his head, a red mark of ambiguous color was revealed on the side of his neck.
Memories flooded into his mind, and thinking about how this mark came about, his Adam's apple did not yet roll, but the heat gradually spread to his face.
What's more, the person in front of him is the person he has always liked.
Wei Shenglin had never been so embarrassed before, and had never had such close contact with Nan Zhiyan.
The scene in front of him almost made him lose his composure on the spot.
But when he raised his eyes and met Nan Zhiyan's clear eyes, it was like a bucket of ice water was poured on him, and he calmed down instantly.
There was no trace of shyness in Nan Zhiyan's eyes when she looked at him, even though he was now completely naked.
Because Nan Zhiyan doesn't like him, and because he likes Nan Zhiyan, he knows very well what he would be like if he were facing the person he likes.
A dull and stagnant feeling blocked my chest, and my boiling blood instantly solidified.
Nan Zhiyan did not notice Wei Shenglin's change. He gave him a few instructions and turned around to make the bow.
After collecting his thoughts, Wei Shenglin noticed the prototype of a bow and arrow on the fire not far away.
At this moment, Nan Zhiyan was sitting by the fire, sharpening a wooden stick with a military dagger.
The warm yellow firelight hit Nan Zhiyan's profile, adding a bit of warmth, and his amber pupils were also illuminated.
In a trance, Wei Shenglin had an illusion that Nan Zhiyan was a warm and approachable person.
But this atmosphere did not last long. It was time to change the dressing. Wei Shenglin remembered Nan Zhiyan's words and picked up the green juice held on a stone tablet at hand.
But just as he stretched out his hand, Wei Shenglin paused. Perhaps because they were the only ones here, some deliberately suppressed emotions took over.
"Can you help me apply the medicine again? I can't lift my arms."
Wei Shenglin looked at Nan Zhiyan and asked in a low voice.
Perhaps it was the first time he lied, Wei Shenglin's heart was beating a little faster.
But Nan Zhiyan did not doubt it. He just looked up, his eyes swept over the bite marks and burns on Wei Shenglin's shoulders, and walked over.
Nan Zhiyan did believe Wei Shenglin's words. In her memory, Wei Shenglin would never lie, let alone such a trivial matter.
So Nan Zhiyan picked up the medicine paste and carefully applied it to Wei Shenglin.
Now it was Wei Shenglin's turn to feel a little regretful, and the familiar feeling came over him again.
The physiological factor of pleasure made him hold Nan Zhiyan's hand, so that Nan Zhiyan could stroke a larger area and with greater force.
But rationally, Wei Shenglin knew that he should ask Nan Zhiyan to stop immediately, as the inevitable physiological reaction would make him look bad in front of Nan Zhiyan.
So Wei Shenglin held Nan Zhiyan's wrist.
"I'll do the rest myself."
The low voice was a little hoarse, and the lake green eyes were dark, and if you looked closely, there was a hint of forbearance.
Nan Zhiyan didn't think much about it, thinking that her hand was too heavy and hurt the other person's wound.
She has already applied most of the wounds on her shoulder blade and abdomen. Wei Shenglin should be able to take care of the rest by herself.
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