Chapter 822: Chapter 821: The Rest of Our Lives
The boat was still gently rocking, but Wufu was not affected at all, calmly digging into Ah Jiu’s wound with the knife in his hand.
With a clink, the nail was pried out and fell to the floor, stained with crimson blood. Wufu sprinkled the golden sore dicine on the wound and pressed it with a clean handkerchief.
"Bring the white cloth strips," Wufu ordered.
Jadeite had already co to her senses and rummaged through the ssy items to find so white cloth, but she looked troubled: "Miss, they’re all soaked with water." Wufu glanced at it and said, "It’s okay, just wring it out and bring it over."
Jadeite complied, wrung the cloth dry, and then tore it into strips according to her instructions, handing them over.
While helping Ah Jiu bandage, Wufu said, "Don’t just stand there, go do what you need to."
The people in the room also snapped back to reality after this brush with death, feeling a bit embarrassed to find themselves not as capable as a woman.
"If his soul hasn’t left, check his pulse, see if there are any internal injuries or sothing," Wufu kicked Bai Xiaobai lightly.
Ah Jiu said, "I’m fine, just the cut on my back." As he spoke, he noticed Wufu, seeing that her cheek near her ear also had a scrape, his face changed: "You’re injured?"
Wufu reached out to touch it, but he grabbed her hand.
"Don’t touch, Bai Xiaobai," Ah Jiu ordered sternly.
Bai Xiaobai sniffed, "Master, you scared
to death just now..."
"I won’t die, get the dicine," Ah Jiu said coldly.
Bai Xiaobai looked very aggrieved, glanced at Wufu’s face, and muttered, "I’m hurt too."
Yuan Ye quickly dragged him out, really wanting to die, just now it was Wufu helping the master treat his injuries, now not listening to master’s words, talking nonsense, does he want to die?
"Mine doesn’t matter, in such a big storm, how can there not be a single injury? Look at them, either bruised or hit by flying objects," Wufu chuckled.
Ah Jiu looked around and saw that indeed everyone had so minor or major injuries.
"A woman’s appearance must not be marred." Ah Jiu didn’t care if others were injured or where they were injured, but Wufu couldn’t.
"Um..." Yan Er walked over, about to speak, but was stared down by Ah Jiu, feeling a chill run through his body.
Why was he looking at him like he wanted to eat him?
Yan Er swallowed, suddenly not daring to step closer, and even felt inexplicably guilty, why?
Ah Jiu snorted.
He would never admit he was venting his anger, this damn Yan Er, he should never have allowed him to join back then, Wufu’s kiss...
Ah Jiu’s aura turned cold abruptly, leaving Wufu a bit puzzled.
"Are you alright? Do you know, you almost ended up in a shark’s stomach?" Wufu looked at Yan Er, after all, he also almost charged into the sea.
Yan Er recalled his own narrow escape, face turning pale, and asked, "Was it you who saved ?"
"Next ti don’t be so stupid, fixed objects must be stable, window fras can’t bear your weight, and it’s not every ti that you’re lucky enough for soone to save you like this," Wufu snorted lightly.
Yan Er’s heart was slightly shaken, pursing his lips, looking at Wufu with complicated feelings, and more gratitude.
In such a perilous situation, she rushed over to save him, essentially risking her own life, and they had only known each other for a few days.
If it were him, would he disregard his own life to save soone he had just t a few days ago?
Yan Er bowed to Wufu: "Wufu, I, Yan Er, will never forget this life-saving grace!"
Wufu raised an eyebrow.
"Next ti..."
The boat suddenly shuddered.
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