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Chapter 022 Healing for Beauty

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After breathing a sigh of relief, Qian Wuyou quickly removed the girl's leather armor and began to carefully examine her injuries.

However, after untiing the leather armor, Qian Wuyou was stunned on the spot because there were six wounds deep into the skin on the girl's chest. Although the cracks were not long, the bright red blood was oozing out.

A slight movement in his arms, the girl covered in blood opened her eyes, her eyes as clear as a lake, penetrated Qian Wuyou's heart, and the fragrance around her seemed to be even stronger. The faint fragrance that looked like orchids but not orchids, like musks but not musks, penetrated into her nostrils.

Qian Wuyou only felt a thunderous heartbeat. The wild wolf hidden in his heart was wailing. He howled in desire: "I'll go, this girl is so seductive. Is this eye the legendary charming eye? I'm going to die, I'm going to die! What's going on in this situation? Where has my concentration gone... Could this girl have activated the power of the five elements and is using her charm to seduce the soul?"

But just as Qian Wuyou's mouth was dry and his heart was shaking, the girl opened her mouth, and a row of white jade-like teeth appeared between her two rose-red lips, but before she could speak, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The girl's painful expression made Qian Wuyou tremble for no reason, and she felt very distressed.

Medicine! Bandage!

Qian Wuyou's rationality made him tear open the package of the trophy and start searching for hemostatic drugs and bandages. Unfortunately, there was no healing potion in the bag. He searched for a long time before he found a small bottle of secondary healing potion in the exquisite small bag belonging to the gentry ladies.

Fortunately, the bandage and gray product name hemostatic powder have a pack.

Qian Wuyou untied the girl's clothes in a breeze. The linen faded away one after another, and the white jade-like skin was revealed in an instant, but the blood gushed out from the wound was like soft rose petals floating everywhere, bringing out a desolate and sad atmosphere.

Qian Wuyou supported himself with great perseverance, and only then did he resist the urge to be frivolous and temporarily ignored the girl's delicate figure and the cute soft flesh on her chest. However, when he was injured and saved, he could not help but have some intimate contact with the other party.

A tide of redness surged onto the girl's neck. Qian Wuyou's bold move made her originally red apple-shaped face turn into a crabapple tree in an instant. This shy expression was extremely beautiful and difficult to describe.

The girl with eyes flowing like waves and face like flying clouds slowly raised her head, her beautiful and elegant face seemed to be like a fairy coming to the world. The beautiful scenery made Qian Wuyou unable to help but become unhonest, and his hands became unhonest - he secretly pinched it.

Qian Wuyou woke up with a cry of cry. His face turned red and he quickly spread the bleeding-resistance medicine on the wound. He took out the only secondary healing potion and evenly sprinkled it on every wound of the girl - every scar, and then five drops were taken.

While doing all this, Qian Wuyou didn't dare to look at the girl's eyes again. He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would turn the good things that would cure injuries and save people into bad things that would take advantage of others' danger.

Although Qian Wuyou is not a moral model, he is by no means a shameless scum.

After a long time of busy work, Qian Wuyou finally bandaged the girl, but before he could breathe, he found that blood was still seeping out of the other party's leather skirt armor.

In order to prevent the girl from dying due to excessive blood loss, Qian Wuyou stretched out his hand and touched the girl's leather skirt.

"No, don't, myself...ah!" The girl with a red face screamed, as if the spring water in a quiet valley was pure and clear, cleansing people's hearts.

But the action of her reaching out to stop her was blocked by a new injury on her right shoulder. Her arm was hanging down before it was raised.

"Don't move around, don't bandage it quickly, you will die of excessive blood loss." Although Qian Wuyou loves beauty, he is far from being blinded by beauty. He sniffs the faint fragrance of the girl's body, and suddenly pulls the tether of the leather skirt armor on his hand.

With a thud, two broken arrow shafts were exposed under the leather skirt.

In addition to the arrow wound on the side of the left thigh, there was also a bloodstain on the girl's right rib and she went straight into the base of her thigh along her lower abdomen.

Looking at the scars that were rolling up the flesh, Qian Wuyou took a breath. It was obvious that the girl with spearmen had already experienced a series of bloody battles before putting on the leather armor. Thinking of her strong figure who had fought unyieldingly, a hint of awe suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is the warrior's awe of courage and strength, which has nothing to do with gender, race and age.

However, Qian Wuyou had no time to sigh. He pulled out the dagger and cut open the girl's trouser legs in a few strokes, revealing the wound of the arrow. The two broken arrow shafts were not deep into the flesh, but for some reason, the spear girl did not deal with it in time.

Qian Wuyou, who lowered his head, did not notice that the face of the spearman girl had already turned red and purple, and her shoulders were trembling one after another. She lowered her head and whispered: "King Master, please let me go, I... can do it myself."

"You can be so bad. If you have such a serious injury, sit honestly. This is an order." Qian Wuyou glared at that time.

The girl was so scared that she shrank her neck by the sudden roar. Then she found that a pair of big hands pressed on her legs, and the blade of the dagger even pressed the arrow wounded. When the girl lifted her heart, the sharp blade did not pierce into the flesh.

Qian Wuyou knew that at this time, the wild boar people were not rich, and even the Bemon tribe on the Great Wild Cobb was so poor that they were so poor. In the Great Wild Boar and the Great Wild Cobb, ironware was definitely a luxury high-end product.

The girl was very lucky. Both arrows were made of conical bones. They had no barbs or poisons. Qian Wuyou didn't even dig meat, so she easily got it out.

After pressing the bleeding-resistance powder on the wound, Qian Wuyou ignored the plea in the girl's eyes and forcibly untied her trouser belt. After a few strokes, the girl's clothes were completely disarmed.

The extremely shy girl had already lowered her head and her legs were close together. A faint pink color appeared on her lotus white skin, but Qian Wuyou had no intention of appreciating it because the last wound was stained with a light green filth.

"Damn it, it's a wolf feces! It's poisonous!"

"What?" the girl screamed in surprise. Beads of sweat oozed out of her purple-red face.

Without waiting for the girl with spearman to react, Qian Wuyou tightened his hands and while holding the girl, he suddenly bent down, sucked the filth with all his strength, and then spit out the blood.

The feces of the wolf in the Cobbdo Prairie are toxic. If they are not processed in time or are not properly handled, it is very likely that the wound will become purulent and ulcerated, and then the death of the wounded.
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