Chen Jian listened to what I said, but he didn't seem to care at all.
“Brother Sihai, we were talking and laughing all the way here, and it wasn’t quiet. If this guy is still alive, why wouldn’t he run away or come to ask for help? If he wasn’t afraid of us, why isn’t he moving? I think even if he’s dead, even if it’s not Lin Xubo, it’s probably one of those foreigners. They’re all bad news. I’ll go check on him. Don’t worry, you two. You’ve got guns with you. If he really wants to do something to me, you two can’t save me.”
Seeing that I couldn't persuade Chen Jian, I could only nod at him with a frown.
"Then be careful not to get too close to these things, and leave yourself a way out."
Chen Jian agreed and quickly put down the short-legged birds. I told Wang Ping to put the short-legged birds aside as well, keeping a watchful eye on the surroundings.
Chen Jian ran to the spot where the foot was in a few steps, peeked inside, and even picked up a branch to touch the person as if testing them.
Half a day passed, and I saw that Chen Jian hadn't come over or taken off his shoes. Just as I was wondering what the kid was doing, I suddenly saw Chen Jian turn around and shout at me.
"Brother Sihai is a living person, and he's not Lin Xubo, nor is he one of those foreigners!"
Upon hearing Chen Jian's shout, Wang Ping and I exchanged a glance, and Wang Ping frowned.
"It's not a foreigner, nor is it Lin Xubo. Could there be someone else on this island?"
I shook my head. How would I know? We've been here for months, and apart from those foreigners, we haven't seen any other living people. It's really hard to believe that he's suddenly appeared in this forest.
But Chen Jian would never lie to me.
Wang Ping and I immediately took our guns and cautiously approached. When we looked down, we realized that it was a man dressed in outdoor sportswear.
His eyes were closed, his body was covered in blood, he was gripping a dagger tightly in his hand, and there was a bag under his body. He was completely still, either unconscious or dead.
I reached out and checked his neck, and found that he still had a pulse, though it was very weak.
Chen Jian glanced at me, looking somewhat bewildered: "Brother Sihai, should we save him?"
I looked at Wang Ping, who was also looking at me. After hesitating for a moment, I nodded.
“Now that we’ve discovered him, how can we just watch him die? Drag him to this open space and check him carefully to see if he’s injured or if there’s any hope of saving him.”
Chen Jian nodded and nimbly followed Wang Ping, dragging the man onto the beach.
We immediately went to take off his clothes, and when he was only wearing shorts, we found that the man had been shot in the thigh. The muzzle was covered with blood and sand, and it looked like he had been shot and had done some basic first aid himself.
However, since there was no medical care available, they simply used sand to plug the wound, which did manage to stop the bleeding.
Otherwise, he would probably be dead by now.
"Brother Sihai, we don't have any medicine here right now. I'm afraid we'll have to take him back to the camp and let Secretary Xiao take care of him!"
Before I was born, looking at this unfamiliar face, a huge sense of doubt welled up in my heart.
Normally, after spending the past few months on this deserted island, I know that this area should be an island, surrounded by the sea on all sides.
However, we have never measured the size of this island. Although I found the map in that cave before, I couldn't read the words written on it.
Xiao Qiang and the others also saw it and said it wasn't in English, which means that, besides us, other people had been on this deserted island a long, long time ago.
After discussing it, Wang Ping and I concluded that the map was indeed a map of the island, but we still haven't been able to clearly identify the directions they drew.
So for a moment we didn't know exactly where we were.
Moreover, we never recognized the characters on that map, so we had no way of figuring out what the map was used for.
Now, these people, besides us and the foreigners, have appeared on this deserted island.
And since he was lying alone in the woods, how did he get to this island?
Are there any other companions with him? And who caused this gunshot wound to him?
My mind was full of questions, and I didn't answer Chen Jian's questions.
Wang Ping, who was standing to the side, refused Chen Jian's words with righteous indignation.
“I think that in this situation, even if we want to save him, we absolutely cannot take him to our camp. First, we don’t know if he is a good person or a bad person. If we bring him to the camp, but he has bad intentions, wouldn’t we be wiped out?”
"Secondly, look at the equipment he's wearing; he obviously knows he's here. This deserted island is an uninhabited area, so he's brought all his equipment so completely. But do you think someone like him, who's like a wilderness explorer, would come to such a deserted island alone? So I think he must have companions. If we really take him away, his companions won't be able to find him, and they'll be even more anxious, won't they?"
"But if we don't save him and leave him here, he'll surely die. We can't just stand by and watch him die!"
After Chen Jian finished speaking, he looked at me again, clearly waiting for me to make a decision.
But Wang Ping is right. If we really take him back, it might cause us other troubles in the future, which would be a real shame.
After all, we really don't know if he has any allies behind him, but Chen Jian felt that it would be unrighteous not to save him.
I also feel that if I really don't save him, I absolutely can't get over that thought in my heart.
For a moment, Chang Nian was at a loss. In the end, we decided to save this person, but not to bring him to our camp. Instead, we asked Xiao Qiang and the others to bring the herbs.
If he survives, then he is lucky; if he dies, then we have done more than enough.
In the end, I stayed here to watch over him, while Wang Ping and Chen Jian took the short-legged birds we found back to the camp.
Three hours later, Chen Jian rushed over with Xiao Qiang and Xu Wei.
When Xiao Qiang saw the person lying there, her expression changed. Then, seeing his wound, her brows furrowed even deeper. She looked at me, then at the unconscious man lying on the ground, and shook her head: "Sihai, I don't know how to treat this gunshot wound."
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