Chapter 3152： Touched, touched (5)

Although the coat is already soaked, it can keep out the rain anyway.

Yun Yi twisted his eyebrows, and was about to raise his hand to pull down his clothes to give her face again.

Rong Yan glared at him, "Don't move."

Then he raised his hand and gently pulled the hem of his shirt out of his trousers. Just as he was about to lift it up, Yun Yi took a breath, raised his hand and grabbed her hand.

"What do you want to do?"

"What else can I do."

Faintly, he pulled his hand away, "Where is it hurt?"

"Who told you that I was injured? I am very good." Yun Yi hummed feebly, as he said that he wanted to get up from the ground while holding his hands on the side.

His face was speechless, when is the time, this guy is still dead, he wants to hold on.

If he was really not injured, how could he be trapped by the tree in such a posture, and had already escaped with his ability.

What's more, although the wind and rain were heavy, she heard him groan clearly when she put him down just now.

Raising his hand, he lifted the hem of his shirt directly, and saw that his chest was covered in blood and mud, and there was a depression on his ribs.

It was only because of the black shirt and the mud on him that he couldn't see anything outside.

Rong Yan's hand holding his shirt trembled slightly, her eyes fixed on his **** chest.

"Scared? Coward."

Yun Yi stretched out his hand to pull the hem of his shirt out of her hand and put it back again, "It's only a minor injury. You can't die. Let's go. The mudslides and mountain torrents will break out in a while. We must go down the mountain as soon as possible."

He supported it with his hands, but a sharp pain came from his chest, he snorted, and fell back again.

Rong Yan finally recovered, seeing Yun Yi trying to stand up again, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Don't move."

As he raised his hand and held his shoulder, he pushed him back.

Lift the hem of his shirt again.

Yun Yi's face was pale and smiled, "What? Are you still addicted to it?"

The face pursed her lips without saying a word, and she got up and picked a few big leaves from the tree aside.

Back to Yun Yi, he rolled the leaves from the bottom and made them into the shape of a funnel to collect rainwater.

The rain did not decrease in the slightest, and within a few seconds, every leaf funnel was full of rainwater.

Use the rainwater collected in the leaves to wash the silt on his chest wounds little by little, and carefully clean them all.

The wound was soaked in the rain for so long, it was originally serious, and there was siltation on it.

Bacteria in the soil can quickly cause inflammation of the wound and even infection.

Even if there is no condition to treat the wound now, the sludge must be cleaned.

The silt on the wound was quickly cleared, exposing a more hideous wound underneath.

The blood stains leaked out from the wound, and was quickly washed away by the rain pouring from the top of the head.

There is also a severe depression in the ribs below.

Yan Yan's brows tightened in an instant, there should be a rib fracture there, and her hands trembled slightly uncontrollably again.

I want to touch it, but I dare not.

Tears fell almost instantly.

"Why cry? Distressed?"

Yun Yi raised her eyebrows, raised her hand and raised her chin to look at her.

His face gritted his teeth, "Who is crying? Who is feeling distressed? You are so stinky, it's rain."

After speaking, he patted his hand away, raised his hand and took off his coat, and gestured back and forth over the wound.