Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Wei Shao interrupted her explanation: "We'll talk about these things later, Zhizhi, first tell me how to get out of here. Your injury can't be delayed any longer."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhizhi was stunned. She never expected that Wei Shao could put her first in the face of something she had never seen before.

At this moment, Zhao Zhizhi's heart was completely settled.

She looked at the eager-looking Wei Shao with gentle eyes, smiled slightly, and said what she had been suppressing in her heart and never dared to say: "I like you."

This time it was Wei Shao's turn to be stunned. Although the relationship between him and Zhao Zhizhi was finalized, both of them knew it, but they just didn't talk about it openly.

However, given his character, it is impossible for him to say beautiful words of love.

As for Zhao Zhizhi, he had already gotten the answer when she was drunk, and since then he has no longer been entangled.

Now, after hearing Zhao Zhizhi say those ambiguous and touching words to him, Wei Shao felt like he had returned to his youthful days, when he was still ignorant about things between men and women, and he just saw men and women holding hands. As soon as he started, the blood all over his body began to flow upward.

The difference is that at that time, he thought the behavior of men and women holding hands was very shameful, but now he was so excited that he could not speak. He even wanted to return to the battlefield and kill thousands of enemies to calm his restless heart.

After Zhao Zhizhi said "I like you", he carefully observed Wei Shao's reaction.

Wei Shao really showed a "cute" expression again. Although his eyes seemed to be staring at her, in fact, his eyes were distracted and he didn't know where he went in a daze.

Zhao Zhizhi waved his hand in front of his face in a funny way, and called in a low voice: "Wei Shao, come to your senses."

Wei Shao's Adam's apple rolled, and he stared at Zhao Zhizhi eagerly, as if he wanted to devour her.

Zhao Zhizhi coughed slightly and hurriedly changed the subject: "Aren't you going to treat my injury? Why are you still standing there? Pull out the arrow first."

Wei Shao was pulled back from his thoughts of running away. He frowned and said in disapproval: "We'd better go out and find a doctor to pull out the arrow for you first. You won't be able to stand it if you pull out the arrow hastily."

Although Zhao Zhizhi has never experienced the pain of tearing flesh and blood, she doesn't think she can't bear it.

She was hit by arrows on both sides. She was a doctor and knew her wounds better than anyone else. Although she could go to the doctor for a while, she didn't know what was going on outside now.

If they were surrounded by enemies after leaving the space, she would definitely become a burden to Wei Shao if she was still injured.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhizhi said firmly: "No need to go out, just pull it out here, I believe you."

Wei Shao said angrily: "Nonsense, this is not a small matter, it can be solved with just a word of belief."

Zhao Zhizhi gritted his teeth and turned his head and looked at him seriously, "Aren't you on the battlefield all year round? You should have more experience with injuries like this than anyone else. You must have a way to pull out the arrow without killing me."

Wei Shao pursed his thin lips and unconsciously clenched his hands into fists.

Apparently he was in trouble too.

Zhao Zhizhi sighed and continued: "I have lost too much blood. I will not be any better than now if I follow you out to find the doctor. Wei Shao, come and help me pull out the arrow, okay?"

"The most important thing now is to pull out the arrow. Instead of going out and handing your life to others, I believe in you." Zhao Zhizhi looked at Wei Shao firmly.

Wei Shao himself had pulled out the arrow, but he had rough skin and thick flesh, so even if it hurt, he could just endure it and it would pass.

Besides, as a man, he bleeds, sweats, and sheds no tears, so he has long been used to getting hurt.

But Zhao Zhizhi was different. He approached the arrow with trembling hands, but he couldn't make up his mind to pull it out.

Zhao Zhizhi gritted her teeth and waited for a while. Not to mention the pain, there was no pulling sensation at all. She sighed helplessly.

"Wei Shao, don't worry about pulling it out. I have already taken anesthesia. Although it cannot eliminate 100% of the pain, it will definitely not be more painful than the moment when the arrow was hit."

Hearing this, Wei Shao reluctantly cheered up, held Zhao Zhizhi's shoulder with one hand, and broke the feathers of the arrow with his other hand as fast as he could.

No matter how fast he moved, the wound was still torn again, and more blood immediately poured out.

Zhao Zhizhi groaned, her forehead was covered with sweat, and the loss of blood made her face turn pale again.

Wei Shao retracted his hand in panic and quickly tapped a few acupuncture points on her shoulder. The blood loss soon became slower.

Zhao Zhizhi did not expect that after taking the homemade anesthesia, she would still be in pain so much that she wanted to cry.

Seeing that his acupuncture points were sealed, Zhao Zhizhi bit the tip of his tongue, turned his face and whispered: "Don't seal the acupoints, it will affect your ability to draw the arrow."

Pulling out the arrow is not as simple as pulling it out with force. You must use skill to avoid the bleeding point of the aorta. Otherwise, no matter how skilled Zhao Zhizhi is, he will not be able to stop the bleeding in time.

Although it is not life-threatening, her right arm will not be saved.

Wei Shao was worried that Zhao Zhizhi would bite her tongue due to the pain, so he tore out a piece of cloth from his robe and let her bite it.

Zhao Zhizhi crumpled the cloth into a ball and bit it in his mouth without hesitation, then closed his eyes and said vaguely: "Let's get started."

Wei Shao saw the right moment and pulled out the arrow while Zhao Zhizhi was still talking.

In an instant, blood spurted out and splashed all over Wei Shao's body and face.

His eyes widened instantly. Although he knew very well that this was already the smallest amount of bleeding, his heart still rose involuntarily.

Zhao Zhizhi's eyes were dizzy. He blinked the sweat from his eyelashes with his strong self-control and summoned the warehouse with his mind.

With a soft sound, the wall behind Wei Shao suddenly dropped, and then rows of shelves rose up, so many that they couldn't be seen at a glance.

Zhao Zhizhi pulled the rag out of his mouth and said weakly to Wei Shao: "Go to the third row of shelves to find an herb with three leaves surrounded by small purple flowers, and bring it over."

Wei Shao stood up and walked back. Even if he saw the shelves appearing out of thin air, he was not surprised. His heart and eyes were full of Zhao Zhizhi, and nothing else mattered.

After he left, Zhao Zhizhi endured the trembling of his arms, gritted his teeth, took out the silver needle from his sleeve, and inserted it into the acupuncture point that could stop the bleeding.

Wei Shao quickly brought the herbal medicine over, and Zhao Zhizhi continued to tell him, "Just bite it into pieces and apply it directly to my wound."

Wei Shao did as he was told, and after a while, the wound that was constantly bleeding became stagnant as if a gate had been closed.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Shao quickly tore off another long strip of his robe and quickly and steadily wrapped it around Zhao Zhizhi's wound.