Song Qingyou closed the door, her strength seemed to be drained, her heart ached as if she was about to suffocate.

She leaned against the door, raised her head, and tried not to let tears fall.

In order to prevent her from seeing the wounds and fearing that she would be worried, I specially changed my clothes, wrapped myself tightly, and slept with my clothes on.

Do you think she can't tell if your mouth and face are bloody?

Fu Wenzhou, you are really stupid.

It's true...it's heartbreaking.

Song Qingyou held the celadon medicine bottle in her hand tightly, exhaled slowly, calmed down before walking towards the bedroom.

It was just dawn, Fu Wenzhou was breathing evenly and sleeping deeply.

Song Qingyou put the medicine bottle aside and reached out to untie his clothes slowly. Fortunately, the other party showed no signs of waking up.

She gently took off his coat, and when the last layer of covering fabric was gone, Song Qingyou finally saw the whole thing clearly.

The man's entire upper body was wrapped in gauze, and the original white gauze was already stained with blood and dyed red with blood.

Song Qingyou's fingertips were stiff for a moment, and she didn't have the courage to untie the gauze again.

Fu Wenzhou woke up at this time and raised his eyelids. He didn't realize that his poor hiding methods had been seen through. When he opened his eyes for the first time and saw Song Qingyou, he felt very satisfied, "Youyou, why did you wake up so early?

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Song Qingyou's arms trembled slightly and she looked at him quietly without making a sound for a long time.

It took so long that Fu Wenzhou felt strange. He sat up and tried to reach out to hug her. Only then did he suddenly realize that the clothes on his body were missing. He looked down at his body wrapped in gauze.

The first reaction was to panic and explain to Song Qingyou: "Youyou, listen to me, this is not serious at all. Yun Nian's medicine is very effective. It doesn't hurt, it's all skin trauma, so don't be sad, don't cry, okay

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He wanted to get up and hug her, but such a simple action made him sweat profusely and was extremely difficult.

Originally, his injuries improved after a few days of rest on the island, but after walking in the forest for several days and nights, he had a fight with an anaconda. The wounds were torn and the infection worsened, making him look even more terrifying than before.

He was just afraid that Youyou would feel distressed when she saw this, so he didn't want her to know.

But now she already knows.

Fu Wenzhou's face was full of nervousness, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he struggled to get up.

"Don't move." Song Qingyou said.

Fu Wenzhou paused and stopped moving. He stared straight at Song Qingyou with his eyes.

Song Qingyou stepped forward, hugged his head, and gently rubbed the ends of his hair with her palms: "Fu Wenzhou, can we change the dressing?"

"No!" Fu Wenzhou subconsciously refused, and his tone was even a little urgent: "Let Yun Nian fuck me, don't look at it, don't look at it..."

At the end of the sentence, his voice gradually became quieter, and he begged in a low voice: "Don't look, Youyou."

Song Qingyou ran her green-white fingers through his black hair, exerting a slight force, and Fu Wenzhou could only look up at her.

"If you are afraid that I will worry, don't do such a dangerous thing. Only after you have done it will you remember that I will worry." Song Qingyou lowered her eyes: "Fu Wenzhou, take off your pants."

Fu Wenzhou was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting her to change the topic so suddenly. When facing Song Qingyou, he was born with a soft ear and was always obedient.

So as soon as Song Qingyou gave the order, his body started to move before his brain could think about it.

He unbuckled his belt and took it off bit by bit.

Song Qingyou frowned, bent down and patted his hand away, and helped him take it off herself.

Fu Wenzhou's ears were a little red, and he felt a little proud: "Youyou, this is the first time you have helped me take off my clothes."

Song Qingyou said nothing, threw his pants aside, and began to untie the gauze on his upper body.

The shocking scene stung Song Qingyou's eyes. She thought that he might be seriously injured, but she never thought that there was no good piece of meat. The necrotic meat and blood were stuck together, as if they had been eaten by insects.

The wound was open, accompanied by bright red blood that was still coming out.

The flesh and blood were blurred and riddled with sores.

"It hurts...does it hurt?" Song Qingyou's eyes were sore and she was holding back tears. Her voice was hoarse and trembling slightly.

Fu Wenzhou said: "It doesn't hurt. You know, I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I can withstand pain."

Song Qingyou didn't believe it at all, so she tremblingly used cotton balls to treat his wounds bit by bit, very gently, for fear of hurting him.

Fu Wenzhou told her jokes to make her happy, but Song Qingyou couldn't laugh.

It took an hour to clean up the wounds on his upper body and re-apply the dressings.

After doing this, she began to untie the gauze on his legs.

Fu Wenzhou shrank his feet hard and said with a smile: "Yun Nian said that the medicine on his legs can be changed every two days, but I only changed it at midnight last night."

Song Qingyou frowned slightly: "This kind of medicine has to be changed sooner or later. You must have heard wrong."

"No, I definitely heard it right." Fu Wenzhou said flatteringly: "Youyou, you really don't need it on your legs..."

Song Qingyou squinted her eyes, noticed something was wrong, and quickly untied the gauze.

"Sister, no need..."

Fu Wenzhou's body was covered with injuries and it was difficult to move. He could not stop Song Qingyou's movements at all. He could only watch her unwrap the cloth strips stained red with blood.

The moment the gauze was scattered, Song Qingyou was suddenly shocked, and all the blood drained from her face.

She locked her eyes tightly on Fu Wenzhou's right calf, slowly raised her head, and her tears fell instantly: "Fu...Fu Wenzhou, you...why...why do you have cotton in it?"

Her voice was shaking so much that she looked like a frightened deer. She seemed a little confused: "How could...how could a piece of meat be missing?"

There were teeth marks of beasts around the wound, the skin and flesh were missing, exposing the white bones, and the cotton was soaked in blood and turned into a ball.

Fu Wenzhou smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe her cheek, wiped her tears with his fingertips, and gently comforted her: "It's okay, it will be fine."

Song Qingyou raised her eyes blankly, her eyes bloodshot. After a while, the confusion turned into grief that swept through her body, eroding her internal organs and making her miserable.

"Ah!" Song Qingyou covered her heart and screamed miserably, as if she was in extreme pain.

Fu Wenzhou panicked suddenly and struggled to get out of bed to hug her: "Youyou, be good, it's okay. Yun Nian said it will get better. It's just a matter of time. I don't feel any pain. It really doesn't hurt."

Song Qingyou was so distraught that she cried until she almost died.

How could it not hurt if a piece of flesh was bitten off?

How could it not hurt!

Song Qingyou felt that her heart was about to hurt to death.

She cried until she lost her voice, her face gradually turned pale, and she began to cough one after another, almost lacking oxygen.
Chapter completed!