Chapter 343 You better have some self-respect, don't die.
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Achoo!
Climbing ashore from the icy river, Li Shiyue was soaked to the bone. A gust of cold wind blew by, and she shivered so badly that she sneezed loudly.
Li Shiyue casually wiped her nose with her wet sleeve and looked at Li Mingfeng on the riverbank. She had gone to great lengths to find him in the lake and had been dragged along the turbulent river until they reached a calmer section. It took her a lot of effort to pull him to the shore.
"X! Don't die!"
Li Mingfeng's face and lips were completely pale. The wounds he had painstakingly bandaged from being bitten by the pack of dogs were now a mess.
What made things even more difficult for Li Shiyue was that Li Mingfeng was hit by an arrow when Qiu Yingxian ordered the arrows to be fired while they were on the cliff.
At this moment, Li Shiyue turned the unconscious Li Mingfeng over and looked at the abrasion left by the arrow on his right shoulder and the arrow fletching on his left scapula. Her heart began to pound.
"Could he really be dead!"
With that in mind, Li Shiyue flipped Li Mingfeng over again and slapped him across the face twice with a crisp, loud "slap, slap."
"Taoist Master? Taoist Master?"
Wake up!
Taoist priest? Taoist priest Li? Li Mingfeng?
Li Mingfeng!
Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!
Instead of waking Li Mingfeng, Li Shiyue suddenly sneezed three times in a row.
She didn't have time to think about who was cricketing behind her back, or whether it was because she had been in cold water and then exposed to a cold wind that she was sneezing repeatedly.
Li Shiyue reached out and touched Li Mingfeng's neck, feeling the pulse of the arteries beneath his skin;
Li Shiyue then placed her finger on Li Mingfeng's philtrum again, and found that he was breathing!
Good, very good, still alive!
So Li Shiyue plopped down on a rock, opened the system in her mind, and took out the items from the backpack.
Along the way, she was quite lucky; apart from some scratches, she didn't suffer any serious external injuries.
Aside from being a little cold after jumping off the cliff into the icy lake and drifting in the river, she was otherwise fine, except that she was very hungry.
Now that she had calmed down, she was able to focus on her body; she was truly starving and feeling incredibly uncomfortable.
Suddenly, three beauty pills, or rather, fasting pills, appeared out of thin air in Li Shiyue's hand.
I popped all three into my mouth; they melted instantly without chewing, and the sweet juice flowed down my throat.
In just two breaths, a warm and comfortable sensation came from my stomach.
Feeling like she had come back to life, Li Shiyue took care of herself before she had the energy to look at Li Mingfeng, who was still unconscious beside her.
With a slight effort, Li Shiyue drew his machete from his waist and chopped off half of the long arrow lodged in Li Mingfeng's shoulder blade, leaving only the other half embedded in Li Mingfeng's body.
She had considered pulling the arrow out of Li Mingfeng's head, but after trying it just now, she discovered that the arrow was shot in a tricky way and had gotten stuck in his bone.
She had the strength to pull it out, but Li Shiyue was also afraid. If she really pulled it out and accidentally damaged a major blood vessel, joint, or muscle, she didn't want to ruin Li Mingfeng's arm.
Therefore, Li Shiyue still chose to cut off half of the arrow and leave the other half.
Let's find a specialist to remove the arrow.
Li Shiyue looked at the sky and then at her surroundings, trying to estimate where she was in the Linghe River.
Then she unwrapped the bandages she had previously applied to Li Mingfeng's body, and sure enough, the wounds had become red and swollen.
This river water is so dirty. Judging from the state of this wound, it must be infected.
But there was no suitable environment for treatment, so Li Shiyue had no choice but to unwrap the bandage and let the wound air dry.
At least don't cover it up anymore; the more you cover it up, the worse it gets.
Having roughly determined his location, Li Shiyue walked into the woods above the riverbank and picked up a few dry branches.
He took out a tinderbox from his pocket. Fortunately, despite the bumpy ride and the water it had gotten into, the tinderbox still produced a flash of light when he opened it and blew on it gently.
By touching the dry leaves, they ignited the branches, finally creating a source of fire.
Li Shiyue was certain that it would take Qiu Yingxian at least four or five hours to cross mountains and valleys to reach this section of the river if he wanted to come looking for them.
The Linghe River is very turbulent, and it is simply impossible to travel upstream by boat from the downstream side during this season.
Qiu Yingxian and his group had no choice but to cross mountains and valleys to get here.
Therefore, Li Shiyue did not rush to leave. She had just soaked in the icy river water and was still wearing wet clothes, even though she had eaten and regained her strength.
But if she were still wearing wet clothes, no matter how much strength she had, she wouldn't be able to hold on.
It's not just the discomfort of wearing wet clothes; judging from the weather, it's clear that it's going to snow again.
Moreover, Li Shiyue felt that this time it shouldn't be the light, fluffy snow that only falls to the ground;
It's likely that a heavy snowfall will come.
Wearing such clothes, and then encountering a north wind blowing, how can one travel while getting soaked in snow?
It's likely that Li Shiyue lost his temper and died on the road before even leaving the mountains, and no one would even know.
Therefore, we need to warm ourselves by the fire first, and at least dry our clothes until they are half-dry before continuing our journey.
About half an hour later, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and the weather changed from warm sunshine to gloomy.
In extraordinary times, the distinction between men and women becomes irrelevant.
Li Shiyue left Li Mingfeng with a pair of underpants, stripped off the rest of his clothes, dried them until they were about 70-80% dry, and then put them back on him.
While dressing Li Mingfeng, Li Shiyue muttered, "Daoist Master, you should be grateful to me!"
Although I caused you to be hit by an arrow, I also saved you, didn't I?
Could you teach me the sword technique from your Qingyun Temple sometime?
And those medicinal powders your master gave you, could you give me the formula?
They all look pretty good to me; I might be able to use them someday.
Oh, Taoist priest, why are you still unconscious?
You better have some self-respect, don't die.
If you die, I'll still have to carry your body back;
Moreover, what am I supposed to say when I see Ninth Sister and my aunt in the future?
Taoist priest, I've been busy all this way, jumping off cliffs and wading through water. If you die, I'll really lose out.
All that work for nothing!
It was amidst Li Shiyue's rambling that Li Mingfeng gradually regained consciousness.
At this moment, Li Shiyue was tying Li Mingfeng's belt when she heard a weak male voice from above her head saying, "Madam Li, don't worry, I'm not dead yet."
When Li Shiyue looked up, she met Li Mingfeng's smiling eyes.
Although Li Shiyue looked a little embarrassed, she quickly asked Li Mingfeng in a casual manner if any of his bottles and jars were useful for his injury.
Following Li Mingfeng's instructions, Li Shiyue applied the yellow ointment from one of the small jars to Li Mingfeng's wound.
Then, she carried Li Mingfeng, who had a broken arrow stuck in his shoulder blade, into the mountains.
There was only a pile of ashes left on the riverbank.
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