Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

Tan Yuchen stared at the nine hundred-legged dragons for a long time and then stopped looking at the things on the platform. He took the backpack prepared by 007 in advance and found a place closer to the bronze door to sit down and rest.

Fortunately, he was in a cold place and wore more clothes so that the blood on his body would not soak into the innermost parts.

Qin Yuchen took off his cotton clothes and sweater, wetted a towel and wiped the blood on his neck and face. Then he cut the sleeve of the thermal sleeve on his left arm and began to carefully clean the wounds on his hands. He first rinsed away the excess blood with water, and then continued Dip a cotton ball into some iodophor for disinfection.

Fortunately, the scratch was not very deep. Qin Yuchen also stopped the bleeding urgently at first, so it was not too difficult to deal with it at this time. He rinsed the white foam on the wound with clean water again, and then carefully dried the water stains and put on a medicinal bandage. Wrap it up.

Then came the abrasions on his legs and the other hand. After taking care of these, he lifted up his clothes and thought about taking care of the injuries on his waist as well.

But at this moment, Qin Yuchen heard 007 speak, and his tone sounded hesitant and guilty:

[Sir, I think you might be in trouble...]

"What's the trouble?" Tan Yuchen moved his hands, quickly pulled out a jacket from his backpack, put it on and focused on his surroundings.

[Don’t be nervous, sir. This trouble is not a danger, it’s just...]

Tan Yuchen, who had not relaxed at all, tensed up again after seeing a figure. 007 was also stopped by the increasingly clear figure.

It originally wanted to wait for its host to take care of the wound and then directly use energy to open the door. But who would have thought that this little brother Zhang could catch up so quickly! !

007 sighed in his heart that he was indeed Zhang Qiling, and then silently lit a candle for his host, stopped talking and hid himself in a corner.

Tan Yuchen watched the person walking towards him quickly and quickly hid his left hand behind his back, raised a smile and tried to fool him.

He looked at Zhang Qiling standing in front of him with a dark face, and thought a lot about how to explain that he was not waiting for anyone.

"that……"

"Where is the injury?"

The two spoke at the same time. Tan Yuchen, who expected to be scolded or ignored, was a little stunned after hearing this. He could clearly feel that Zhang Qiling was trying his best to suppress his anger at this time, so he should not be so easy to talk to. Coming.

But the first thing he said was to ask about his condition. Tan Yuchen clenched the five fingers of his right hand into a fist and lowered his eyes to avoid the hot gaze, feeling inexplicably miserable.

Zhang Qiling sighed helplessly when he saw the distracted person. He reached out to hold the person's face and gently wiped away the tiny blood drops on the bruised area with his thumb. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is the injury?"

"There are still a few scratches on the left arm and waist." Qin Yuchen replied quickly. He lifted up his sleeves and showed Zhang Qiling to check the wounds that he had already treated. He honestly explained, "Except for the injury on the waist, I didn't have time to treat all other injuries." alright."

Qin Yuchen's sleeves lifted up only revealed a small half of the white bandage, and the other half of unknown length was hidden under the sleeves. Zhang Qiling didn't know how serious the injury was, but just from what was exposed, he could tell that the wound was very long, and he could not help it. Some can't control their temper.

Zhang Qiling turned his face sideways and remained silent for a few minutes. As Tan Yuchen gradually became panicked, he pulled the person to sit on the stone.

Zhang Qiling squatted in front of Tan Yuchen, pulled out medical supplies and motioned for him to lift his clothes: "Clothes."

"Oh..." Tan Yuchen was very obedient at this time. Without saying a word, he unzipped his clothes and lifted up his clothes to reveal the injury on his side.

Tan Yuchen lowered his eyes and stared at Zhang Qiling's serious expression. Just as he was about to say something, a sudden cold touch on his waist made him shrink back, avoiding the sterilized cotton ball.

"Don't move." Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand to stop the dodging person, frowned and glanced at Tan Yuchen before disinfecting the wound again.

Tan Yuchen immediately became obedient, holding back the itch and quietly watching Zhang Qiling's movements.

……

After Zhang Qiling took care of the wound on his waist, he also helped Qin Yuchen take care of the wound on his face, but he just simply disinfected it and applied some medicine.

He tidied up the somewhat messy medical kit and put it in his backpack. He also took the blood-stained clothes and gauze away from the ground and threw them in a very hidden place.

Then he returned to sit next to Tan Yuchen and waited for him to put on his sweater and coat.

Zhang Qiling looked at the man who looked at the sky and the earth but not at himself, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, but he still couldn't help but let his expression soften.

It is inevitable to be angry, especially when you see Qin Yuchen making a miserable situation for yourself, your anger level will rise sharply, but even so, Zhang Qiling is reluctant to treat him with the same attitude as others or to lose his temper with others.

Zhang Qiling sighed slightly and reached out to touch Tan Yuchen's right hand, which was clenched into a fist on his lap.

Tan Yuchen grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand and turned around. He moved to bring the two closer, then leaned over and pressed his forehead against the man's shoulder, and said aggrievedly:

"I was wrong……"

"..." Zhang Qiling said nothing and just released his hand to support the other party.

Tan Yuchen didn't hear Zhang Qiling's reply and called his name in a muffled voice.

Zhang Qiling patted the person on the back feeling helpless, and asked softly: "Wrong again?"

Qin Yuchen: "..."

Zhang Qiling felt Qin Yuchen's silence, and laughed in her heart, thinking that every time she admitted her mistakes, she would admit her mistakes quickly, but after admitting her mistakes, she would still dare to do it next time...