Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

"You look so skilled!"

"If you do it for a long time, you will naturally become proficient"

"It's amazing. By the way, aren't your hands tired after working for so long?"

Han Ling estimated the time, and it has been almost half an hour since Mo Qing started.

“It's really a bit numb”

Mo Qing shook her numb palm.

He looked at the wood carving in his hand with satisfaction.

Wood carving is a traditional craft with a long history.

With the help of the firelight, Mo Qing focused on carving the wood in his hand.

Han Ling looked at it for a while and felt bored, so he turned his gaze to other places and was in a daze.

The night is silent.

There is the sound of mosquitoes flying in my ears from time to time.

It is close to the water source, and there are more mosquitoes than other places.

Even Han Ling was not spared, and was bitten several times by mosquitoes.

It's nothing, just bear with it.

But at this moment, she found that the mosquito bite on the inner right thigh was not only itchy, but also a little painful.

Han Ling glanced at Mo Qing who was concentrating on sculpting. She turned around and pulled up her shorts, revealing her white skin.

There is a slightly raised bump near the base of the thigh.

It was half the size of a palm, not only red, but also ulcerated the size of a little finger.

Han Ling was taken aback.

This part has been itching for two or three days, and she didn't pay much attention to it.

Just scratch it with your hands when itches.

But who would have thought that it has become so serious now.

It is slightly painful to touch with fingers.

She quickly thought about the solution, but on this island that lacks medical care and medicine, what solution can there be?

Minor illnesses are hard to carry, serious illnesses are cool.

"Well, Mo Qing, are you free now?" Han Ling asked in a low voice.

Mo Qing stopped what he was doing, "Huh? What's the matter?"

"Help me look here"

Mo Qing looked up at Han Ling, and suddenly felt his blood swell.

Especially when she saw her lift up her shorts.

"Benefactor, this can't be done"

Mo Qing watched with wide-eyed eyes, then quickly nodded and refused.

Han Ling said angrily, "What are you thinking, I want you to see this bag!"

Mo Qing moved his eyes upwards, pondered for a while, and said, "This bag is huge!"

"..."

Han Ling wants to tear him up and show you the bag on his lap, why are you looking up?
"It's here, don't look anywhere else"

Only then did Mo Qing notice the redness and swelling on the inside of Han Ling's right leg.

"I was bitten by a mosquito a few days ago, and it swelled like this when I looked at it again today"

"You are a bit troublesome, it should be inflammation, and it's festered. If it is serious, it will lead to skin necrosis."

Mo Qing looked serious.

Han Ling immediately became nervous when he heard that it might cause skin necrosis.

"Then, what to do then?"

"There are anti-inflammatory drugs in the medical kit, let's eliminate the inflammation first, at least not let it continue to develop"

After Mo Qing finished speaking, he found the medical kit from his backpack.

This thing was also found when the rescue ship turned inside out, and it contained the most basic medical rescue drugs.

Too bad there is no medicine for mosquito bites.

Mo Qing took out a box of amoxicillin, took out two pills and handed them to Han Ling.

The latter is swallowed with warm water.

"Okay, now face me and spread your legs apart"

"Ah?" Han Ling's eyes flustered, "You, what do you want to do?"

"Help you get out the poisonous blood inside." Mo Qing explained: "Your wound has already festered. If you don't treat it, there will be scars after it heals, and the recovery time will be prolonged."

"I can handle it myself"

"If you can suck on your redness with your mouth, it's okay to do it yourself"

Han Ling said in surprise, "Suck with your mouth?"

"Yes"

The parts bitten by mosquitoes must try to avoid scratching and squeezing with hands.

What's more, Han Ling is so swollen now.

It must be impossible to squeeze out the poisonous blood with your hands.

Now that there is a lack of tools, if you want to get the poisonous blood out, you can only use your mouth.

At the same time, the saliva secreted from the mouth contains lysozyme, which has a certain bactericidal effect.

Han Ling had never learned yoga, so naturally he couldn't do the difficult action of sucking the wound on the inner thigh with his mouth.

She was very entangled in her heart, and finally nodded in agreement for the sake of not leaving scars on her beautiful legs and less suffering.

Han Ling blushed and spread her legs apart. This was the first time she had done such a shameful gesture to a man.

"You can suck, but don't move around!"

"Don't worry, the doctor is kind, I am a man with a bottom line"

"Besides, your wound looks so scary, it's enough if someone is willing to help you, so don't judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain"

Mo Qing said angrily.

Han Ling bit his lip and said softly, "Thank you."

"Then I'm coming!"

Mo Qing's head slowly approached the wound.

Hearing his words, Han Ling always felt a little weird.

When Mo Qing's lips were sucking the poisonous blood from the wound, she could clearly feel the warmth from her legs.

This made her body tremble involuntarily.

Mo Qing took a breath, then raised his head and turned to the side, spit out the poisonous blood, and then continued to repeat the previous action.

Every time he sucked, Han Ling experienced a strange feeling that he had never experienced in his life.

It is characterized by hot and dry body, dry mouth, and a tingling sensation from time to time.

Han Ling's hands tightly grasped the wooden pier sitting under his buttocks.

While the two were busy, a person walked out of the shelter.

Zhang Yiming yawned and crawled out of the nest.

He now wants to find a place to go to the toilet.

It's just that when he just walked outside and saw Mo Qing and Mo Qing doing something, he immediately froze.

"This... I should still be dreaming, no, I can't go to the toilet when dreaming, I will wet the bed"

After speaking, Zhang Yiming went back to the nest again.

Mo Qing stopped after sucking the poisonous blood seven or eight times.

Then he rinsed his mouth with the warm water he had prepared in advance.

Han Ling, who was standing beside him, blushed so much that he could bleed.

Although he knew that this was Mo Qing's last resort in order to heal her injuries.

But still very shy.

"I'll bandage it with gauze later, and don't touch the wound with water for a few days to avoid further infection," Mo Qing instructed.

"okay"

After Mo Qing bandaged her wound, the two fell into a brief silence.

The night was still so quiet, but there was a little ambiguity in the air.

"Your method is very good. I feel that the pain has been relieved a lot now, and it's not so itchy anymore."

"However, I remember reading an article before. This method of sucking poisonous blood with the mouth seems not so good, and it may cause the user to be poisoned as well."

Han Ling looked at him with concern, "So you..."

Mo Qing nodded with a serious expression, "Yes, this is a very dangerous method, so unfortunately, I also have problems now."

Han Ling was shocked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Mouth is numb, probably because he was poisoned when he took poisonous blood"

Mo Qing looked resigned.

"Don't worry, you won't die, maybe you'll be hemiplegia at most"

"What?" Han Ling panicked instantly.

"It's okay, I knew it from the beginning, but it's worth it for your health!" Mo Qing said with firm eyes.

She never thought that Mo Qing could do this for her.

The previous sense of shame suddenly dissipated, leaving only gratitude and worry for him.

"Then is there any remedy?"

"Yes, kiss me! This is called fighting poison with poison!"