Spirit of the Mountain

Chapter 397 Chiliu~

"Doudou, come here, help me take out the disinfectant from my backpack and wash the wound. These burrs are poisonous."

"Ah——, okay."

Zhao Doudou was still a little dizzy.

As a health worker in the team, Zhao Doudou would suffer from bleeding, which was a difficult problem to understand.

In fact, it's not really dizzy, it's a psychological problem. He's much better now. But suddenly he saw that Han Mingshan's two palms were covered with velvet thorns, and there were densely packed small wounds. Coupled with the appearance of dripping blood, ordinary girls should Everyone will be afraid.

After being reminded by Han Mingshan, Zhao Doudou took out the configured spiritual spring water from his backpack. Everyone was carrying a small military backpack, and there were first aid supplies and the like in every bag.

"Hi——! It hurts!"

The light green spring water slowly poured on Han Mingshan's hands.

After half the bottle was washed down, the bright red color faded away, and Han Mingshan's hands began to regain consciousness. A heartbreaking tingling rushed along the nerves to his brain, and the tough man couldn't help but cry out.

"Go on, it's okay, just feel good."

Seeing that Zhao Doudou was frightened by him again, Han Mingshan remembered the little girl from before who bandaged wounds very neatly but didn't talk to you at all.

In the past, before meeting A Le and the others, Zhao Doudou looked like a quail to everyone except Cai Yi.

During the mission, Zhao Doudou was protected from behind.

When the wounded were sent over, this timid little girl always turned pale and clenched her teeth, but her men handled the wounds quickly, bandaged them, applied medicine, and then used them several times to restore the injuries. Treatments that promote wound healing.

Now, Zhao Doudou is cheerful, dares to talk to people, and is more likeable, but he is also more likely to be frightened or in a daze.

Comparing before and after, although Han Mingshan is in pain now, even to the balls, and Zhao Doudou is still stunned, he still likes Zhao Doudou's current situation, because everyone can feel that this little girl has finally begun to open her heart to everyone.

"Oh, then Captain, please bear with me."

When Zhao Doudou saw that the captain asked him to continue, he was confused and wanted to read the bottle label but was interrupted. He continued to wash Han Mingshan's wound with the remaining half bottle of spiritual spring water.

"what!!!"

Why does it hurt even more? This time it hurts into the anus.

"Hey, Doudou, you got the wrong solution for disinfecting Uncle Han. You could use No. 3, but you used No. 1."

From Han Mingshan grabbing the Sunflower Monster, to having his hands dripping with blood, to asking Zhao Doudou to help treat the wound, Liu Lili, who had been too lazy to speak, finally couldn't hold it back, and she reminded Zhao Doudou that he had used the wrong potion.

"But this effect is much better than No. 3, but it hurts a little."

The potion was prepared by Liu Lili, Caiyi, Song Ming, and Zhao Doudou. As a master, Liu Lili was naturally very knowledgeable and could tell the difference at a glance without looking closely or smelling.

"Uh... Captain, I took it by mistake. How about I exchange it for you?"

There was not much potion left in the bottle in his hand. Zhao Doudou thought for a few seconds between pouring it out or replacing it with a potion with less side effects, but still couldn't make a choice, so he discussed it with Han Mingshan in a semi-questioning tone.

This kind of potion is very troublesome to prepare. So far, only Liu Lili can make it perfectly.

Among the others, Caiyi learned it, but she had no skills.

Song Ming and Zhao Doudou were still in the apprenticeship stage. They configured ten bottles, but only three to five were successful, and they were all below size three.

As for No. 1 and No. 2, these top-notch ones were all matched by Liu Lili, and there were not many of them, especially after Liu Lili fell into coma.

Looking at her current expression: I want to be lazy and no one will care about me. Everyone thinks that high-end potions will be harder to obtain in the future.

"No, keep going, don't waste it."

Captain Han Mingshan naturally knows the configuration of the potion.

Moreover, if the medicine bottle is opened without light, the potion will lose its medicinal properties within two to three hours. Han Mingshan also knows this.

Looking at less than a quarter of the No. 1 potion in the bottle, Han Mingshan, who was already in pain at the tip of his tail, was naturally willing to stick to it: This is the best medicine. It hurts a little, but it’s not a loss. The more painful it is, the better the effect.

Zhao Doudou, who did not dare to look up at the captain's wide eyes, slowly poured out the spiritual spring potion.

Zhao Doudou's heart trembled even more after the blood leaked from the cleaned and disinfected palms was blocked by the medicine in the spiritual spring.

After the blood on the outside was washed away, what appeared in front of her eyes was a pair of pale palms, covered with small wounds, and densely packed with velvet thorns half-way into the flesh.

"Captain, you... don't move. I... will help you pick out the thorns."

With a trembling voice, Zhao Doudou overcame the trypophobia in the center and persisted in preparing to treat Han Mingshan's wounds.

"Stupid Doudou, get out of the way and let Ale come."

Seeing one of them chewing his teeth in pain and the other tremblingly wasting time, he sighed that it was difficult to lead the team, and then Liu Lili asked Zhao Doudou to get out of the way and replaced A Le.

"Ale?"

Han Mingshan and Zhao Doudou asked in unison.

"Ugh~, what's wrong with me?"

Ah Le, who was busy licking her hair, didn't notice the interaction between the people just now. A lot of melon seeds were driven into her bright yellow hair. After the team stopped moving forward, she helped Han Mingshan suppress the "little goblin" once. , Ale was busy licking melon seeds and smoothing his hair.

Suddenly hearing everyone calling his name, Ah Le was naturally surprised.

"Ale!"

Liu Lili directly answered the two questions in the affirmative, it was Ah Le.

Then when the two of them were puzzled, and A Le was confused too, Liu Lili tilted her head and didn't even bother to blink her eyelids a few more times, and another word came out of her mouth:

"lick."

Han Mingshan and Zhao Doudou's doubts escalated, and their minds became even more confused. Licking?

That's right, licking.

Han Mingshan and Zhao Doudou were confused, but A Le, who had a similar heart and a tacit understanding with Liu Lili, was not confused.

At the word "lick", A Le stretched his neck, shook his head, and rolled his tongue:

"Chi Liu ~ Chi Liu ~"

After the warm and greasy touch flashed across his palms, Han Mingshan's palms felt refreshed and cool.

The burning pain disappeared, and the small fluffy thorns densely covered in the palms disappeared.

Even the dazzling fine wounds seemed to have an extra layer of white film on the exposed flesh.

"Is this ready?"

Han Mingshan couldn't believe his eyes, but the ease in his palms couldn't deceive anyone.

"Ah~, Ale is so awesome!"

Zhao Doudou was sincerely envious. She also wanted to be so powerful. Although the licking method was embarrassing, Zhao Doudou really wanted to have this ability.