MTL - Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms-Chapter 298 I don't know when I take off the vest

  Chapter 298 Unrecognizable people take off the vest

   On the south bank of Shenchuan, in the unnamed cave, the light of the fire is red and dazzling.

  One of Xiao Man's hands had already reached Cheng Ling's lapel, he untied Cheng Ling's belt, and opened her outer lapel.

   Just when he was about to continue to move, Cheng Ling, who had been struggling between lucidity and trance, finally raised the breath in his heart.

She raised a hand with difficulty, but there was still no strength in that hand, and it could only touch Xiao Man's hand lightly like a feather. Cheng Ling's voice was also very weak, and she said softly: "No ,don't want…"

   Don't untie, don't untie!

  But she couldn't say the last two words!

  Cheng Ling was so anxious that a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and a hot tide suddenly gushed out of his body that was shivering with cold. She was shivering all over, cold and hot, which is a common phenomenon of post-injury infection, which is called "cold and heat exchange" in traditional Chinese medicine.

  Xiao Man was startled and anxious, not daring to delay any longer, and hurriedly stripped off all Cheng Ling's outer clothes.

  He propped up two sticks beside the fire, and after the outer clothes were stripped off, Xiao Man threw the clothes on the sticks and hung them up.

  Cheng Ling's outer garment was a dark blue official uniform, but when it was peeled off, the snow-white inner garment was revealed.

  On the shirt, there are groups of light red bloodstains that are shocking.

  The reason why the bloodstain is light red, not dark red or bright red, is because Cheng Ling was soaked in the water for a long time after being injured, and the blood on the clothes was diluted by the water.

  Xiao Man didn't dare to delay, he quickly took off Cheng Ling's snow-white jacket and trousers, and then... Xiao Man was stunned.

  Under the middle coat, Cheng Ling was actually wearing a moon-white, short, bellyband-like little coat!

The small, half-length clothes are wrapped around the snow-white and slender young body. The chest is delicate and pretty, and the waist is thin and tough. It seems to be a budding jade hibiscus, reflected in the firelight of the cave. , Breathtaking.

Xiao Man didn't know where to put his hands. He felt a buzzing in his head, as if he had seen something extremely shocking, but for a moment, his thinking seemed to be frozen, and he had lost his mind. ability to think.

  He originally held Cheng Ling in his arms and put his hands on her waist, but at this moment, it was clear that Cheng Ling's waist was as delicate as jade, but Xiao Man seemed to have been electrocuted.

   No, he seemed to have touched some elusive taboo, so that his heart beat wildly in panic, and he subconsciously let go of his hand.

  Seeing that Cheng Ling was soft, as if he was about to fall onto the nearby fire, Xiao Man was horrified again: "Brother Cheng!"

  He quickly stretched out his hands again, and hugged Cheng Ling back in a blink of an eye.

  People hugged him in his arms, but Xiao Man felt like he hugged a hot potato.

  He didn't know what to do, he didn't know where to put his eyes, so he could only sneak a glance at the wound on Cheng Ling's body from the corner of his eye.

  On one side, Xiaoman murmured subconsciously: "Brother Cheng, you, what are you..."

  What the hell?

  He stopped talking again, his mind was so confused that Xiao Man didn't know what to ask.

  Until he was attracted by the wounds on Cheng Ling's body from the corner of his eye, Xiao Man took in a light breath, his heart pounding.

   "Slap!", Xiao Man slapped himself.

  He raised his mind and hurriedly inspected the wounds on Cheng Ling's body carefully.

  Cheng Ling's left arm and right leg had lacerations from arrows, but this was not the most serious. The most serious one was the penetrating wound on Cheng Ling's right shoulder blade, near his chest!

  Such a serious injury cannot be cured even under the condition of sufficient medicine, not to mention that it is still in the barren mountains and mountains, where there is a shortage of medical treatment and medicine.

  The only good news is that these wounds are no longer bleeding. It should be Cheng Ling himself who struggled to stop the bleeding.

   The ever-changing star picker that Cheng Ling learned from the old man of Kongshan is indeed very miraculous. Just this technique of acupuncture to stop bleeding is a bit miraculous.

  But acupuncture can only be used for a while, and it is obviously not enough to heal injuries.

   After checking the wound clearly, Xiao Man quickly groped in his arms.

  He took out a small palm-sized purse from the inner pocket at his waist, opened the purse, and found that it contained not broken silver, but two wax-sealed pills.

  The pill is sealed with wax, waterproof and moisture-proof, even if it has been soaked in the river once, fortunately, it will not affect the use.

  Xiao Man squeezed open one of the wax seals, revealing a bright red pill like cinnabar inside. He crushed the pills into powder and sprinkled them on each wound on Cheng Ling's body.

   Sprinkle less where the injury is shallow, and sprinkle more where the injury is more severe.

   It is amazing that as soon as these pill powders fell on Cheng Ling's wound, they automatically melted into water, and then soaked into the flesh and blood of the wound like fine snow returning to the ground.

  The wounds on Cheng Ling's body were originally swollen and whitish due to soaking in water, but as soon as the powder blended in, those whitish wounds became brighter in an instant.

  It seems that the blood color has returned, and there is a strange vitality permeating it.

  Xiao Man breathed a sigh of relief, he grabbed the white cuff of his jacket again, tore off a large piece of fabric from the sleeve, then cut the fabric into strips, and bandaged several of Cheng Ling's wounds.

  Of course, Cheng Ling has many wounds, but a sleeve is obviously not enough. Xiao Man fully contributed his two sleeves, plus a large circle of fabric at the hem of the middle coat, which was enough.

   And Xiao Man's clothes are also wet, so before bandaging Cheng Ling, Xiao Man needs to dry the torn cloth strips separately - this does not need to be described in detail, but the torment of the process is worth mentioning.

After all, it takes time to dry the strips of cloth, and Cheng Ling's outer and middle clothes were stripped off by Xiao Man. He sat by the fire with his arms around her to warm up, while turning his back to the entrance of the cave, doing his best for Cheng Ling. While keeping out the wind, you must also pay attention not to look at Cheng Ling with your eyes or touch Cheng Ling with your hands.

  However, the more people avoid something, the easier it is to play something in their minds.

  Xiaoman's memory is so good, the previous glimpse is enough for him to picture it in his mind. Even if he controls it immediately, but sometimes his thinking is going to run wild, how can it be so easy to control it?

  Xiao Man's mind was full of turbulent waves, while holding a cloth strip in his hands, he was roasting alone on the fire.

  Cheng Ling leaned in his arms, Xiao Man could feel Cheng Ling's breathing was burning hot, and he could smell it again, a faint fragrance in his arms, it seemed distant yet near, seemingly absent, faint but thick!

   When Xiaoman really helped Cheng Ling bandage the wound, he was covered in a thin sweat.

  Xiao Man breathed out lightly, at this moment he pinched open another wax-sealed pill in his hand.

   This pill is no longer bright red, but a common tan. It's just that the luster is extraordinarily shiny, not like medicine, but like jewelry.

  Xiao Man fed the pill to Cheng Ling's mouth, and whispered: "Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng..."

  (end of this chapter)