Chapter 22: Flower Guardian
Fu Ying thought in his heart, picked up the Teng, and easily put the person into the bathtub.
The warm and medicinal liquid washed over Teng's body, and even in his coma, his eyebrows moved.
Fu Ying set up restrictions outside the cave, fearing that the people from the Cangshan tribe would come and cause trouble.
She rolled up her sleeves, had someone lie on the bathtub, took out tweezers, and began to carefully clean the wounds on the snake's body. The wriggling maggots floated on the water after being soaked in the medicine. However, the rotten flesh needed to be cut off and the medicine applied.
After the medicine was soaked, Fu Ying scrubbed Teng's dirty body again.
After all, she came with a mission, and she even measured the size while scrubbing. He was worthy of being the male protagonist. Although he was skinny, that place was not small, and there were really two of them.
Fu Ying stared at it for a while and touched his chin. The Orc Continent was really like a vacation.
After scrubbing Teng clean, Fu Ying fished him out again, took out his own bed, and laid him on the soft mattress. Then he began to apply anesthesia, cut away the rotten flesh, apply medicine, and bandage...
After going through this series of processes, it was already dawn.
Fu Ying yawned and glanced at Teng who was wrapped like a mummy. Even when he was asleep, his brows were furrowed and his whole body was full of hostility. However, his face was still that of an ultimate male god.
The skin of the Teng is very white, a bloodless white.
His face was sharply defined, like a sculpture. Perhaps because he was thin, his angular features were extremely cold and hard. His eyelashes were straight and curled, his eye sockets were deep, and between his handsome eyebrows and eyes there was an endless coldness and hostility.
Fu Ying looked for a while, then looked away and fell asleep leaning against the bed.
Of course, he didn't forget to set a circle of restrictions for himself. Teng is now completely a world-hating snake that wants to drag everyone to be buried with him. When being alone with others, he still has to be vigilant.
As for why he wanted to sleep next to me, it was naturally for the strategy.
It is said that it takes only a thin gauze for a girl to pursue a boy. The first thing is to move him, lower his defenses, open his heart to her, and when he is willing to accept her approach, success is not far away.
Thinking of this, Fu Ying slowly closed his eyes, listened to the "tick-tick" sound of water, and fell asleep.
When Teng woke up, he saw the familiar cave and his tense nerves relaxed a little.
But then, the feeling of relaxation from his body made him feel as if facing a great enemy, and his whole body tensed up.
He sat up suddenly from the bed like a spring, and was shocked to find that the bed beneath him was no longer the cold, hard stone bed. Instead, it was a strange bed made of unknown material, which was soft to lie on. He was also covered with a blanket made of fur of some unknown beast. It was soft to the touch and the warmth penetrated into his skin.
In an instant, Teng's face became terrifyingly gloomy.
He jumped off the bed like a mad beast and hid in the corner.
He looked alert, and exuded a defensive aura that kept people at a distance. His dark green eyes were filled with hostility, as if he wanted to devour anyone, as if he was about to launch a fatal attack on everything around him in the next second.
In a moment, the imagined danger did not come.
It’s still the same cave, but it’s different and very clean.
Teng was stunned and lowered his eyes to look at the gauze wrapped around his body. Although it restricted his movements, he could smell the scent of medicine. It smelled very good, an indescribable smell that could prolong life.
The orc's body had a strong ability to recover. He could feel that after one night, his originally fragile body became strong, and the wounds that were painful to the point of numbness began to itch slightly and began to heal.
Was it Beast Father? Or Mo Yan? Did they ask the witch to save him?
This thought flashed through his mind, and Teng frowned, silently denying it in his heart. But apart from them, who else would be willing to save him? Even wasting precious medicine?
Suddenly, fragments of memories flashed through Teng's mind one by one.
During the totem sacrifice, on the altar, the female who had confronted the entire Cangshan tribe for him and even fought with the witch, was ugly but had bright eyes. She was a female who could control the rain.
Teng frowned, the images in his mind were intertwined like a tangled mess, making him feel uneasy.
At this moment, a slight "hmm" sound broke the silence and suddenly rang out in the cave.
The sound was like a sharp bolt of lightning, instantly striking the Teng.
His face was suddenly covered with frost, and he looked extremely sinister!
Almost at the same time, Teng, without thinking, swiftly reached out and pulled out a bone knife with a cold glow from the crack of the stone bed. The blade of the bone knife flashed with a cold light in the dim light.
Before meeting Fu Ying, he could easily deal with any difficulties, obstacles, and fierce enemies.
But now, the star pattern is broken, and its once sharp edge has long been worn away.
Right now, this bone knife that he had been sharpening day and night had become his only support in this cruel world. It was also his last hope while waiting for the opportunity for revenge.
Teng gripped the bone knife tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand, and his dark green eyes were filled with hostility.
One day, he will use this bone knife to cut off Fu Ying's head with his own hands!
At this time, Fu Ying poked his head out from behind the bed lightly, like a clever little deer, and his eyes immediately caught sight of Teng, who was tense all over and looked as if facing a great enemy.
She had a warm smile on her face, and her expression was extremely natural, as if the tense atmosphere brought by the Teng had nothing to do with her. She said, "I'm glad you're awake. It seems that the fever has subsided."
After saying that, Fu Ying touched his flat stomach and asked with a smile, "I'm hungry. Are you hungry? I'll go hunting and grill some meat for you."
After she finished speaking, she stood up, raised her hands to stretch her arms, and gently twisted her waist to stretch her muscles. With a series of crisp "creaking" sounds, she sighed comfortably.
Fu Ying's every move was free and easy, completely unconcerned with Teng's vigilance and precautions.
Teng looked at Fu Ying, thinking about the changes in himself throughout the night, and said, "It's you who saved me."
This was not a question, but a very cold statement.
"I saw you leave in a hurry last night, and I was worried, so I came to check on you. I didn't expect you to have a fever, and when I treated you...it was my fault, but if your wound is not treated, the consequences will be very serious."
Fu Ying looked at Teng with pity, disguising himself as someone who was meeting him for the first time.
Teng stared at Fu Ying closely, not missing a single expression on her face.
After a while, his voice became hoarse: "You are a witch, why do you care about me, an orc abandoned by the tribe?"
Fu Ying looked at Teng. His face was pale, and his pair of dark eyes were so dark that they looked dark green, as if they were filled with the richest night colors. He was completely cold.
She curled her lips and her eyes moved, like the warm spring sun shining into the dark corners.
"First of all, I'm just a wandering female. I don't belong to any tribe."
"Secondly, Wu is the Beast God's messenger who travels across the Orc Continent to protect the orcs. Regardless of whether you've been abandoned or not, as long as you're an orc, I won't ignore you."
"Finally, my name is Huahua, the flower guardian sent by the Beast God to protect you."
"From now on, I'll protect you."
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