Lin Xiaoying grabbed Li Yingjie's hand, looked at it carefully, and squeezed it.

There are wounds on both hands, and it's not particularly deep, but the tiger's mouth was shattered, and the wound area is a little bit large.

If it is outside, just go to a small clinic, apply some red syrup to disinfect and bandage it, and it will be almost fine within a week.

But now, perhaps because of the fresh rain, the wound looks pale and looks very scary.

Lin Xiaoying grabbed his hand, feeling distressed instantly.

"Don't drill, you will damage the wound like this, and it will be more difficult to recover by then."

She snatched the stick to stop Li Yingjie from digging for fire.

Li Yingjie smiled helplessly, "If we don't light a fire, we might not be able to make it through tonight."

Lin Xiaoying was silent for a while, then shook her head and said, "That's not okay, I'll do it."

She pushed Li Yingjie away, and tried it with the wooden stick herself, but found a pain in her wrist. Although she could rub the wooden stick, she couldn't use any strength at all.

It is impossible to start a fire like this.

Lin Xiaoying burst into tears.

"Why are you crying!"

Li Yingjie hurriedly wiped away her tears, and patted her head amusedly.

"If you give it to me, the fire can be lit in half an hour."

Lin Xiaoying shook her head, "Your hand is injured, you can no longer do this kind of work."

"A little injury, it's okay."

"No!" Lin Xiaoying shook her head stubbornly.

Li Yingjie: "...Why are you so stubborn!"

Lin Xiaoying pursed her lips and looked at him with big eyes blinking. She hid the wooden stick behind her and refused to give it to Li Yingjie.

"Hey!" Li Yingjie looked at her like this, laughed for a while, thought for a while, and then said:

"If we don't start the fire, we won't be able to survive tonight, and my hand, even if it becomes inflamed, will take several days before it becomes serious. Which one do you think is important?"

Li Yingjie gave full play to the characteristics of boys in science and engineering: reasoning with girls!
But coincidentally, Lin Xiaoying is also a girl of science and engineering, and her personality is completely different from that of ordinary girls who are pretentious. She also likes to reason.

Li Yingjie's words directly convinced her.

"Then...then...here you are!" Lin Xiaoying hesitated for a while, then handed over the stick again.

Then, she went on to say: "It won't cause inflammation. I have learned some herbal medicine knowledge from my grandfather. I will look for it tomorrow. It can heal your wound."

Li Yingjie's joyful expression instantly made him want to laugh out loud.

"Good! Haha! Good! I thought I would have to give up if I couldn't hold on for a few days, hahaha!" He laughed happily.

Lin Xiaoying pouted.

"I don't let you continue to drill wood to make fire, but I'm actually afraid that you will hurt, not because the wound is particularly serious!" Inside and outside the words, there is a coquettish tone and a distressed attitude.

Li Yingjie smiled, "Silly girl."

He said what is this.

He told Lin Xiaoying the previous story:
When I was in the third year of junior high school, my family harvested wheat, and the wheat was drying on the side of the road. Suddenly, the sky became cloudy and it was going to rain heavily.

Uncle took him and hurried to pack the wheat on the side of the road for fear of getting wet by the rain.

The wheat that has been planted hard in the first season is the life of the peasant family. If it gets wet and germinates, it will be worthless. If it is worthless, their hard work this year will be in vain.

They were in a hurry to pack the wheat, and Li Yingjie accidentally bumped into a stone on the side of the road, knocking off a nail on his toe.

At that time, he was so painful that he almost fell to the ground, but even so, he still insisted on finishing the wheat, and then his uncle took him to bandage the wound.

Compared to that kind of pain, this is nothing at all.

After all, it was just a small wound. If it wasn't for the hot weather and the fear of the wound getting inflamed, Li Yingjie wouldn't have taken it to heart at all.

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