Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

Hearing Mo Qing's angry voice, Han Ling realized something was wrong.

Lan Yan has been lying on the ground motionless, obviously something happened.

"I... I'll get it for you now, what do you want?" she asked.

At this time, Lan Yan also woke up from the coma, she opened her eyes and looked at Mo Qing.

"You finally woke up, why do you feel uncomfortable?" Mo Qing asked with concern.

"Dizziness, nausea, body weakness," Lan Yan said.

"Well, you have heatstroke now, lie down first and don't move"

After Mo Qing gave his instructions, he walked towards the clay basin next to the fire.

"I, I'm here, what should I do?" Han Ling walked over quickly.

Mo Qing said in a cold voice, "No need, I will do it myself, you continue to stand."

As he spoke, he filled the glass with water and added some sea salt to it.

People with heat stroke evaporate a lot of sweat due to the high temperature, and the sweat contains inorganic salts, so they need to add light salt water.

Mo Qing divided the water in the basin into two uses, one part was used to replenish water, and the other part was used to cool Lan Yan.

He walked to Lan Yan's side with a mud basin, and first used the wet cloth to wipe her face, neck, limbs, and abdomen.

"Turn over, I want to wipe your back," Mo Qing said.

Lan Yan laughed and said, "Captain Mo, what you said is too ambiguous!"

She reluctantly turned around.

Mo Qing stretched out her hand to lift off her clothes, and what came into view was not delicate skin, but shocking scars.

The welts had scabbed over, leaving marks on her supposedly clean and white back.

Even Mo Qing couldn't help being touched when he saw it.

He gently wiped her back with a damp cloth, "If it hurts, just say it, I'll try to be as gentle as possible"

Lan Yan smiled and said, "It's okay, the wound has healed, and I don't feel anything anymore."

"Um"

Han Ling stood aside, seeing Mo Qing's meticulous care for Lan Yan, a nameless anger welled up.

But when he saw the scar on Lan Yan's back, his heart softened again.

The reason why he agreed to this woman to join the team was because he knew her tragic experience.

Han Ling, who is also a woman, understands very well.

Moreover, she and Lan Yan don't have any deep hatred, they just have different values ​​of life.

She doesn't like Lan Yan's attitude of being rebellious when she sees a man, and her morality is disgusted by it.

But other than that, there is no other dissatisfaction.

After wiping her back, Mo Qing helped Lan Yan turn over, helped her sit up halfway, and handed her the prepared salt water.

However, Lan Yan's arms trembled, and she had difficulty holding the cup, and water often spilled out.

Drenched clothes.

Her clothes were already thin and a bit permeable, but under the soaking of salt water, her plumpness was looming.

Mo Qing turned his head, not looking straight in the eye, maintaining an upright attitude.

Just glanced out of the corner of his eye.

"Captain Mo, can you feed me, please? You can also see that it's a little difficult for me to hold the cup now." Lan Yan laughed.

"No problem." Gentleman Mo Qing smiled and took the water glass, "Drink it."

"Well, Captain Mo, I'm not an elephant, I can't drink water with my trunk"

Lan Yan looked at the water glass facing her nose.

"Ah?" Mo Qing raised his head, reluctantly looking away from the turbulent place, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was distracted"

Lan Yan looked at him with a half-smile, but didn't say anything.

Seeing the two talking and laughing, Han Ling felt very uncomfortable.

There is a feeling of being snatched from a beloved toy.

After feeding the water, Mo Qing let Lan Yan rest alone under the tree, while he went to collect the materials for making the bone whip.

When passing by Han Ling, he was about to say something, but he turned and left without looking back.

Mo Qing just thought she was inexplicable.He muttered to himself, "What's the matter today? Is it the menstrual period?"

Women are really strange creatures.

He didn't think much, but took the tools, found a tree, and continued to do his handicraft.

Lan Yan seemed to have had enough rest, and curiously walked to his side to see how he made it.

Before I knew it, it was already halfway through the afternoon.

Mo Qing finally completed this bone whip.

He called everyone together and showed the bone whip to everyone.

"This bone whip has a total of 72 snake vertebrae, more than two meters long, and each vertebrae can move."

Mo Qing waved the bone whip, "There is also a cloth cover installed at the end, this cover can be used to hold stones."

He picked up a stone on the ground, put it into the cloth cover, swung the bone whip, and the stone flew out of the cloth cover and smashed into the distance.

"It probably works like a catapult. As for the distance the stone flies, it depends on the strength of the individual's arm. In addition, this catapult needs more practice.

It is best not to use it before you have fully mastered it. If you accidentally injure your teammates, it is very dangerous! "

Zhang Yiming nodded, "Well, I see, the cover must be installed properly, and the contents inside must not fly out, otherwise it is easy to kill people."

Although what he said was correct, Mo Qing always felt that there was something in his words.

"In addition to being used as a whip and a catapult, it has another function"

Mo Qing tightened the knots at both ends of the bone whip, and the whole bone whip was firmly connected together, no longer as flexible as before.

"After tightening the knot, this bone whip can barely be used as a stick, similar to a three-section stick," Mo Qing said.

"Damn, Lao Mo is awesome!" Zhang Yiming's eyes lit up.

Which man can refuse such a multifunctional weapon?
Especially the white appearance of the bone whip, it is so handsome that it explodes.

Dream whip.

Zhang Yiming couldn't wait to beat him with this bone whip.

"Old Mo, are we brothers?"

Zhang Yiming put his arms around Mo Qing's shoulders, putting his arms around him.

"No, it's father and son, I'm your father"

"Okay, son"

"Talk and fart"

"I want this whip"

"Call Dad"

"dad"

Zhang Yiming has already begun to sell his seniority for this whip.

Mo Qing smiled and nodded, "Okay, son, dad won't give it!"

Zhang Yiming's eyes turned from anticipation to murderous eyes.

"You already have a spear, but you still want a whip. You can't be greedy," Mo Qingyu said earnestly.

Zhang Yiming curled his lips, "The spear is not as cool as this thing, it's not fun to stab someone's ass with a spear all day long."

"You can also stab yourself," Mo Qing suggested.

He looked at Lin Yuyan, "Yuyan, you can use this whip."

Not counting Lan Yan, the four in the team, Mo Qing and Zhang Yiming already had spears, and Han Ling had bows and arrows.

Only Lin Yuyan only had a slingshot, which was not enough to protect herself.

This bone whip is naturally prepared for her.

Under Zhang Yiming's envious eyes, Mo Qing gave the whip to Lin Yuyan.

"Brother Mo, thank you." Lin Yuyan smiled happily.

"Well, if you have this whip, give that slingshot to Lan Yan."