Chapter 181 She Is His Angel

At that time, she was still a genius doctor floating in the rivers and lakes.

I spent the best time with the dog emperor in such a small wooden house.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the inexplicable sadness.

I can't think about it, some times are destined to never go back, and some people are destined to never see it again. The more I think about it, the more sad it will be.

Throwing Fang Lilin on the cot, Xia Weibao bit the small flashlight in his mouth, then reached out to take off his clothes.

This body is not bad.

It's a good fight with the dog emperor.

Fang Lilin had several scars on his body, and there was a deep round wound on his arm.

There is something in there.

She had never seen this injury, but according to the original owner's memory, it should be a gunshot wound.

He had been slashed in the chest, and bones were visible.

There are two small tooth marks on the calf, and the surrounding skin is dark and hard, which should be bitten by a poisonous snake.

In addition, there are countless large and small wounds.

Tsk tsk, Xia Weibao shook his head, then took out the small cloth bag he was carrying, and found out the silver needle and some homemade medicinal powder.

"Fortunately, you met me, otherwise I don't know how I died."

First, he sealed his major veins with silver needles to prevent the spread of snake venom, and then helped him detoxify and treat the wound.

Looking at the bullet dug out of Fang Lilin's body, Xia Weibao studied it carefully.

Is this the most powerful weapon in modern society?

Just like that, she could catch it with her bare hands.

It was pouring rain outside the window, thunder roared, and lightning seemed to tear the forest apart.

Inside the cabin, a woman in a white sports suit, holding a small flashlight, sat very attentively by the bed, treating the wounds of the man on the bed.

It was raining and windy outside, and the thunder was bursting, but it was extremely quiet inside.

The ferocious lightning slashed halfway across the sky and seemed to be the background.

After two hours of work, Xia Weibao breathed a sigh of relief.

Some collapsed sitting on the edge of the bed.

Looking at the man whose breath was weak but stable on the bed, Xia Weibao thought seriously.

Should I charge him for his medical bills, she is so poor now.

A gust of wind blew in, and Xia Weibao shrank.

Looking at the unconscious Fang Lilin, he seemed even colder.

In the forest at night, the temperature is very low, not to mention it is raining outside.

After thinking about it, she took off her sportswear jacket and put it over him.

Then he chopped up that small wooden table with his bare hands!

Flip out the lighter and bake.

Fang Lilin had a dream.

He dreamed that he was ambushed when he was on a mission, and then fled to the virgin forest.

Encountering an angel, she ran away in the forest behind his back and helped him deal with his wounds.

It was pouring rain outside, the air was cold, but the heart was warm.

Especially when her weak and boneless hands pressed against his body, the feeling was infatuation.

In a daze, he opened his eyes and had a splitting headache.

It was an unfamiliar environment when he entered his eyes, which made him a little confused.

There was a sudden pain in the arm, and the pupils contracted fiercely.

He is still alive!

He struggled to look at his body.

His arms were wrapped with white gauze, and his chest was wrapped with his military uniform. There was a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

One of his trousers was torn on his foot, and it was wrapping around his calf at this time.

And he was covered with a white women's sportswear jacket.

The sound of shallow breathing came from the side, and he turned his head and saw a scene he will never forget.