In order to prevent pus and infection of the wound, Nangong Lu has been using medicine to prevent inflammation of the wound...

However, since his wound was not sutured, although it was anti-inflammatory, the effect was not good.

It's hard to grow wounds...

"Mr. Nangong. I miss your wound, so I have to find a way to sew it.

“It can heal…”[

This is the result obtained by Duanmu Xueyi's observation for a day.

She knew that Nangong Lu must have suffered a lot of pain, and the injury was in her abdomen, which was very dangerous.

But this man was obviously very able to endure the pain.

He just drank sips of sprinkling, and even though the pain was unbearable, he did not hum.

“But how to stitch it?

"There are no needles and threads here, and there is nothing on the island..."

Even though Nangong Lu had a very high IQ and was a genius, he also had a difficult time drinking without rice.

"Mr. Nangong...can you...make me a secret?

"I have a way to make your wound heal in a short time..."

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

In addition, if you want to curry favor with Nangong Lu, you can't take much care of it.

Duanmu Xueyi decided to take a risk.

"Confidential?"

Is there any way to make his wound heal in a short period of time? Nangong Lu doesn't understand what she means very much.

"Follow me first, let's go to the jungle on the island..."

There are many people here and everyone is watching, so it is not very suitable for this.

"All right……"

Nangong Lu stared at her little hand that was dragging her hand, feeling a little warmth...

It turns out that the temperature of her palm is like this, and he likes it very much.[

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Si Ximu just went to urinate, but when he came back, he disappeared from Nangong Lu and Duanmu Xueyi.

"Where is that dead woman?"

He asked Si Xijing...
Chapter completed!