Entrepreneurship in a different world

What did he touch?

After untying all the bandages on Mr. 'Mummy', Wen Rong's hands naturally touched the opponent's skin.

Then he froze.

It wasn't just the skin that was colder than ice, but the other person's body... He was sure that it was hard, thin, and shriveled.

That kind of touch is like touching a skeleton, no, this is not accurate, it is a skeleton covered with a thin layer of skin.

No elasticity, no thickness, no fat-filled feel.

Wen Rong bravely took a closer look, but could only see a little dark shadow.

He took a deep breath. If his hands were not covered with blood, he would have covered his mouth directly.

really!

It was too skinny, and although it was impossible to see more carefully without light, the mummy-like torso under the bandages was clearly different from the body of a normal person.

A chill ran from his back to the back of his head.

He jokingly called this 'Mr. Mummy' in his heart, and he didn't really want to see a mummy.

This gentleman is a good man, he saved himself, he is hard-spoken and soft-hearted... You can't just leave him alone just because his body is different.

Could it be that he is too poor and so hungry?It is not uncommon for him to see a skinny person in a slum today.Or maybe I was too sensitive, after all, I didn't see it clearly.

Calm down, calm down, and solve the main problem at the moment first.

Wen Rong made a few psychological preparations for himself, temporarily put aside the random thoughts in his mind just now, and focused on trying to find a way to stop the bleeding of this gentleman.

There was no other better way, he tore off a few pieces of the jacket he was wearing before, and wiped the other person's body from beginning to end.

One piece, two pieces... After using up the entire coat as a towel, the blood didn't seem to seep from his body anymore.

At this point, half of the night had passed.

Wen Rong originally planned to rest for a while, thinking that he had torn up other people's bandages, so it would not be good for people to be naked afterwards.

The blood on his own hands was completely dried out and scabs formed. He rubbed those scabs on the mattress, barely cleaning his hands.

Wen Rong sat back on his wooden board and began to disassemble the robe he was wearing before, tearing it into strips, and prepared to use this as a new bandage for Mr. 'Mummy'.

The meat ball is between his legs, if it sticks to his body, the cold meat ball will slowly warm up.

After working in the middle of the night, when he finished processing the whole robe, the light cast from the transom above his head had already taken on a faint fishy white.

Day is coming.

Wen Rong put the hot meatball aside to rest, and brought those new bandages to Mr. Mummy's bedside.

Now he could see a little better than before with this faint gleam of light.

After seeing it clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that he is really too sensitive at night.

The opponent's body that was opened in front of his eyes was indeed very thin and skinny, but it was not a skeleton covered with layers of skin as he had just thought.

He touched his hands again, and felt the texture carefully. Although the layer was very thin, it was indeed fleshy.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with my own feelings.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Wen Rong carefully wrapped the new bandage on the opponent's body bit by bit.

According to the habit of the other party, he also reserved the eyes for the other party, and he tried his best to cover every other place perfectly.

When the workers who went to work outside became active, he just finished packing.

Looking at the clean 'mummy' formed under his hands, Wen Rong raised the corners of his mouth, separated his index fingers, and made a straight line to both sides, "Perfect~~"

A pair of cold eyes suddenly met his gaze.