Chapter 9 Kelp Bandage
"Master Chu, why don't you leave?"
"Could there be a shark hiding in there?"
"Isn't it possible that Master Wudi Chu is tired?"
"The anchor is really planning to use kelp to bandage the wound? Did he lose his mind during the storm?"
Chu Qiao glanced at the barrage and said:
"If I really row into the kelp, there will be many obstacles when I try to get out. The direction is also wrong. We are heading due north, and our destination is northwest. So I plan to pick up a few pieces of kelp on the side and not stay here."
If a person was swept away by a storm, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. Chu Qiao was lucky that his hand was only slightly injured.
However, the kelp was swaying with the waves, and large pieces were very complete. To the naked eye, they were as small as one meter in length, and many were as large as two or three meters.
Chu Qiao was not greedy and only took four or five pieces.
The salt content of kelp is too high. If too much of it is taken, the fresh water in this boat will turn into salt water.
This hard-earned fresh water is Chuqiao's only resource now.
Lu Zhan touched his chin and looked at Chu Qiao's hands moving up and down in the sea water. Out of professional instinct, he wanted to remind him.
In order to let Chu Qiao see his words among the numerous comments, he made an unprecedented reward debut: "Mr. Hua Tuo Lu gave you a small car - the wound is too big and can't be dragged. It's best not to touch water and keep it dry at all times."
The fresh kelp, each two meters long, was not light. Chu Qiao concentrated on pulling the kelp and placed it on the raised edge of the lifeboat to dry.
At this moment, there was a "beep" sound in my head.
Feng Ge's voice sounded: "Chu'er, Mr. Lu from Hua Tuo gave you a car. You should thank him. He might be a big spender."
Chu Qiao glanced at the light screen. Her memory was trained. This was Mr. Hua Tuo's ID. It was indeed the first time she saw it today, and he seemed to be very knowledgeable.
Chu Qiao immediately said, "Thank you, Mr. Hua Tuo, for the reward."
Lu Zhan couldn't help but reply: "The anchor's survival ability is good, but his eyesight is not very good. My last name is Lu."
Chu Qiao automatically ignored the nonsense that Mr. Hua Tuo said. She could call her live broadcast room whatever she wanted.
She picked up the leaves that were blown by the sea breeze and half dried by the sun.
"Don't let the leaves dry out too much. If they become too brittle, they won't be useful for wrapping your hands. They're just right now. The salt they contain can help reduce inflammation. More importantly, they're thicker, so they offer better protection than cloth. There's no food left on the lifeboat, so we'll continue fishing tomorrow."
"That's right, anchor, please give me more. Fishing is really hard work."
Lu Zhan frowned slightly. "It's best not to fish. It will tear your wounds, and you might not be able to catch anything. Save your strength and ask for help."
"What does the person upstairs know? Mr. Chu fished this out of the sea yesterday."
Lu Zhan: "I admire you. It's just a suggestion."
Chu Qiao took out a rope that was stuffed into the gap on the side of the lifeboat, tied one end of the remaining seaweed together, and tied it to the pull ring of the lifeboat.
This will not pollute the fresh water in the lifeboat and will also ensure that it will not be lost.
Chu Qiao tore off a piece of kelp and stuffed it into his mouth. Chu Qiao turned around and stretched out his tongue while the drone was still not reacting. It was so salty.
She didn't dare chew the remaining kelp any longer and just swallowed it.
After picking up a few pieces of seaweed, Chu Qiao scooped up the rainwater accumulated in the lifeboat with both hands.
Many people rushed into the live broadcast room at this time and saw Chu Qiao scooping up a handful of water from under his feet...
"Is the anchor a man or a woman? I'm confused."
“Can you really drink foot washing water?”
"Can you please stop talking, buddy? I'm eating."
"Everyone, Chu Qiao is trying to survive, not on vacation, and I don't want to see anyone."
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Chu Qiao was not annoyed. He looked at his own lifeboat and saw two leather shoes hanging in the water by their laces. His feet had become white and plump due to being soaked in water for a long time. It looked like foot washing water.
But Chu Qiao's throat was almost smoking after chewing the kelp just now, so he didn't care about anything else.
She swallowed the water in her palm in one gulp, shook her wet hand, and said nonchalantly, "Forget about foot washing water. In extreme cases, the water squeezed out of elephant poop... well, to avoid disgusting everyone, let's just call it yellow liquid. Drink it all."
"Vomiting...the anchor is a real man."
"Stop talking, anchor. You're being so cruel to yourself."
"The anchor is ruthless..."
"Master Chu is awesome! Even the wall doesn't respect you. When will you do a live broadcast of eating an elephant..."
Chu Qiao poured the water in his hand into his stomach.
"It's nothing. The water we drink is also filtered out of various impure waters. There's essentially no difference. I just have a few more bacteria, minerals, and human stratum corneum."
"Mr. Hua Tuo Lu gave the anchor 300 bottles of Coke - seeing through the essence, there is a future."
"I'm already immune to all poisons, but your stratum corneum has managed to disgust me."
"The stratum corneum refuses to take the blame."
"Brother Feng is giving all the netizens in the live broadcast room a red envelope that soars to the sky - if the host broadcasts viruses, I will disinfect them. The red envelope rain is coming, and you will get a share if you see it."
In an instant, a rocket appeared in the live broadcast room, with red envelopes spraying out of the tail of the rocket, and everyone rushed to grab them.
"Master Chu, it's not in vain that you drank the foot washing water."
"Hold tight to Master Chu and Brother Feng, you eat the meat and I'll drink the soup."
"Thank you, Brother Feng."
A shower of red envelopes attracted more onlookers, and the number of people in the live broadcast room has reached 5,000. It's time to gg.
"Dear old and new friends, I am Chu Qiao..."
Before he could finish his words, Feng Ye sent a barrage of comments in red font on the screen.
"This is Chu Qiao's live broadcast room. Chu Qiao is an adventure enthusiast who has undergone rigorous training. She can fly planes, eat snakes and insects, wade through swamps, and cross deserts. Today is the second day of her maritime adventure in the South China Sea. After the baptism of a storm, let's see how Chu Qiao weathers the storm."
Chu Qiao was relieved to see that Feng Ye had taken over the job of supporting others.
Then he said, "Just now, I bandaged the wound and drank the kelp soup. Now the wind is picking up, and I want to judge the wind direction."
At the Nanhai City Second Hospital, Lu Zhan was fascinated.
Sure enough, he was professionally trained, otherwise, how could he run to the sea alone to survive.
That's not right. There isn't a single women's wilderness survival training base in Kyushu. Not to mention Kyushu, there isn't one anywhere in the world.
How did Chu Qiao, a woman, acquire all her skills?
The doctor on duty next to him finished handing over the work and saw Lu Zhan still looking at his phone. He reminded him, "Doctor Lu, you're not leaving today?"
Lu Zhan was stunned and looked at his watch.
"It's 6:40."
"I almost missed my flight, Doctor Zhang. See you later."
Lu Zhan ran to the airport.
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