The danger was eliminated, and everyone erged from behind the trees, panting heavily as they beheld the grueso scene in front of them; despite the cold weather, sweat could be seen on their forehead, indicating how tense everyone had been.
Xu Gang walked over trying to help Zhou Mingjun up but was pushed away by Zhou Mingjun, "Get lost, I almost died because of you..."
Xu Gang had knocked Zhou Mingjun down, and while Zhou Mingjun was not very angry about falling, what he resented was that Xu Gang, after knocking him down, did not even bother to help him up but instead ran away to save his own life. Such a friend was a blind choice indeed.
Glumly, Xu Gang stood aside while Zhou Haii and Hu Yuepo, one on each side, tried to prop Zhou Mingjun up, only to be stopped by Wang Xiaoqiang: "Don't move him, just let him sit, to prevent him from losing too much blood."
Zhou Haii and Hu Yuepo imdiately set Zhou Mingjun down upon hearing this, and everyone's gaze involuntarily fell on Zhou Mingjun's legs, where they saw a ghastly wound on his right leg caused by the wild boar's tusk, profusely bleeding.
Seeing this scene, a heaviness settled over everyone, and Zhou Mingjun, who had been shocked into forgetting his pain, was frightened when he saw his own wound, because it was on the inner thigh. A bit higher and it would have hit an artery, and heaven forbid, if it were any worse, he'd be disabled and might have to remain celibate for life.
Disability aside, the paramount problem now was to stop the bleeding or else, being a monk might not be an option due to excessive blood loss.
"I've brought so Yunnan White dicine," Xu Qingxue said while putting her backpack down, unzipping it and rummaging through it to pull out a small bottle.
"I have so tape," Zhao Qianqian also opened her backpack, searching and pulling out a roll of tape.
Won are thorough, always prepared.
Hu Yuepo took the dicine and tape from their hands, all the won imdiately moved aside, and Zhou Mingjun pulled his pants down to the knee. As he did so, he felt the pain, and Hu Yuepo quickly applied the Yunnan White dicine, wrapping his leg with tape several rounds before Zhou Mingjun grimaced and pulled his pants back up.
After tending to Zhou Mingjun's wounds, everyone's attention finally turned to the huge wild boar.
Upon a closer look, they realized the boar was extraordinarily large, nearly 400 pounds. Attacking such a massive wild boar was clearly unwise; the very thought was chilling.
Thinking back to Wang Xiaoqiang's earlier warning, everyone found it sensible. They were lucky to have Wang Xiaoqiang today; if he hadn't deployed the dog to hold off the wild boar and used his slingshot in ti to finish it off, not only Young Master Zhou but others might have been in grave danger as well.
After wrapping the wound and taping it up, Zhou Mingjun pressed his hands against the ground trying to stand, but the movent made his leg pain terribly, as if it was broken. He inwardly cried trouble.
"Looks like we need to rest here overnight," Wang Xiaoqiang said reluctantly, looking at the sky as it was getting late. Frankly, he did not want to spend the night on the mountain, for it was a chilly May, particularly with the heavy dew in the deep mountains, and the cold at night was imminent, especially since he hadn't brought a sleeping bag.
Everyone glanced at Zhou Mingjun's leg and nodded in agreent.
"Let's gather so dry firewood, start a fire, and get sothing to eat..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
Although no one openly praised Wang Xiaoqiang's actions, they all respected him, and naturally looked to him for leadership at this ti. His words were like commands, and everyone imdiately went to gather firewood.
Seeing everyone walk away, Wang Xiaoqiang squatted in front of Zhou Mingjun and asked, "How does your leg feel? Do you think you'll be able to walk after resting overnight?"
"Hard to say, it's fine if I don't move, but feels like it's broken when I do," Zhou Mingjun replied earnestly, then added quietly and sincerely, "Little Qiang, we owe you big ti today. If it weren't for you..."
"Alright, enough with that," Wang Xiaoqiang said, extending his hand, "It's good to see you're a grateful person. I'll use my Qigong to treat your injury today..."
"Ah, Qigong..." Zhou Mingjun exclaid in surprise, "It can treat wounds?"
"Indeed," Wang Xiaoqiang replied briskly, "just make sure you keep quiet about it."
Zhou Mingjun nodded gravely.
Wang Xiaoqiang placed his hand on the plastic bag over Zhou Mingjun's thigh wound and transferred so Wood Elent Spiritual Qi into it.
While experiencing intense burning pain, Zhou Mingjun suddenly felt a cool energy moving from Wang Xiaoqiang's palm to his wound, which imdiately reduced the burning pain…
Zhou Mingjun stared at Wang Xiaoqiang's hand, his face filled with amazent.
In the end, Wang Xiaoqiang withdrew his hand and said, "Try moving your leg."
"Ah!" Zhou Mingjun responded, flexed and extended his right leg, then exclaid with joy, "Hey, it really doesn't hurt anymore!"
Supporting himself with his hands on the ground, he stood up, and his smile broadened imnsely: "It really feels good, Wang Xiaoqiang, you are truly a miracle worker!"
"Alright, you should sit down and rest for a while!" Wang Xiaoqiang dropped this remark and walked away.
As everyone added wood, the flas grew taller, and soon a large pile of dry wood was built. As the evening darkened, everyone sat around the fire, eating and drinking. Wang Xiaoqiang grilled a wild chicken, sprinkled it with instant noodle seasoning, and the aroma was enticing and the taste quite good,
"Hey, n shouldn't eat wild chicken… giggle…" Zhou Haii said aningfully and snatched the greasy grilled chicken from Wang Xiaoqiang's hands.
Laughing, she tore the grilled chicken apart, and the four won ended up sharing it.
Wang Xiaoqiang then grilled a wild rabbit, sprinkled it with instant noodle seasoning, and shared it with the three n,
By now, whether won or n, everyone's attitudes towards Wang Xiaoqiang had greatly changed; they enjoyed the wild ga he grilled and did not forget to bring out the beer to treat him.
A picnic in the wild, with beer and at, though not lavish, was nevertheless fun.
After having their fill of food and drink, everyone except Wang Xiaoqiang took out their tents and set them up, preparing to sleep.
"Hey, Wang Xiaoqiang, didn't you bring a tent?" Zhou Haii asked as she set up her sleeping bag: "Where will you sleep?"
"Cut it out, why worry over small matters; he definitely has a place to sleep…" Zhao Qianqian gave a wink to Wu Haii and nodded towards Xu Qingxue.
Xu Qingxue, who was setting up a sleeping bag, felt her heart start to race upon hearing this.
Zhou Mingjun had originally intended to let Wang Xiaoqiang sleep in his tent, but hearing Zhao Qianqian's words, he imdiately abandoned the idea to avoid causing more trouble.
"Hey, Wang Xiaoqiang, if you don't mind, co sleep in my tent, having you by my side will make feel more secure… hehe…" Wu Haii said suggestively.
"No thanks, you all sleep, I'll just make do next to the fire for tonight, it's not safe here, we need soone to keep watch." Wang Xiaoqiang said seriously, unconsciously patting Big Black's head.
After a tiring day, everyone was very fatigued, yawning as they crawled into their tents.
Soon, snoring sounds arose.
After finishing his drink, Wang Xiaoqiang was about to settle down beside the fire for the night when his phone suddenly rang; it was a text from Xu Qingxue:
It's cold outside, co sleep in my tent!
User Comments
0 comments from readers