Fatal Game Syndrome

"injured?"

After the coast guard took their men away, Ling Jiushi jumped down from the tree. His mediocre kung fu almost caused him to sprain his ankle, but luckily he managed to stabilize himself in time.

Seeing Ling Jiushi running towards him, Ruan Lanzhu quickly jumped down from the tree. However, just as he approached him, before he could say anything, Ling Jiushi saw his bleeding arm.

"It's okay, just a minor injury!"

"Just a minor injury?"

Ling Jiushi raised his eyebrows and raised his voice, "Who had his hands scratched yesterday and showed them to me?"

"That's not what I am..."

I just want to make you feel bad!

Ling Jiushi ignored him, picked up the dagger on the ground and cut open the cloth of his clothes where the wound was. After carefully checking and finding that it was indeed just a scratch, he felt relieved.

"Luckily I wasn't shot, but the two wounds are a bit long and will probably leave marks."

As they were talking, Guan Nanshan and others also came out from a distance. They were relieved to see that both of them were intact.

"It's okay!" Ruan Lanzhu said nonchalantly, "Scars are a man's medal!"

Ling Jiushi rolled his eyes at him. He was still talking nonsense to him at this time. It seemed that it was really nothing serious.

When they returned to the camp, they found the area around the fire in a mess. The pot they had placed next to the fire was kicked over by someone. Ling Jiushi looked at his feet in silence, and suddenly felt that the dagger he had just stabbed should have been in those people's legs.

"Brother Lingling, you can take care of Brother Ruan's wound first, we just need to clean up here!"

Seeing that Ling Jiushi's expression was not good, Xu Jin hurried over and pushed him to Ruan Lanzhu, "Do you have enough medicine? I have some more, how about I go get it for you?"

"No thanks!"

Ling Jiushi shook his head and pulled Ruan Lanzhu into the tent, leaving a few people to clean up the mess outside.

"Ouch! Be gentle!"

Ruan Lanzhu sat cross-legged on the ground, watching Ling Jiushi frowning as he sprayed himself with alcohol. Seeing his serious expression, she couldn't help but want to tease him.

"It hurts?"

Ling Jiushi raised his head and looked at him, and the movement of applying the cotton swab in his hand became lighter.

"It hurts a little bit, but Lingling will blow on it and it will stop hurting."

Seeing his pitiful acting, Ling Jiushi knew he was teasing him. He wanted to teach him a lesson and see if he would dare to be so arrogant again. But he still couldn't bear to let him go. What else could he do with the person he had found? He could only spoil him!

"Humph!"

Ling Jiushi snorted softly and didn't want to pay attention to him. He took out gauze to bandage the wound on his arm, picked up the blood-stained cotton swab on the ground and left the tent.

Ruan Lanzhu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Ling Jiushi leave. He lowered his head and carefully lifted the corner of his clothes on the left side of his waist, tearing open the cloth tied around his waist, revealing the bullet groove on his waist. Because the clothes were loose, the blood soaked on the cloth was not visible.

This was because he was injured by the bullet at the beginning. He was afraid that Ling Jiushi would see it and worry, so he tore a piece of his clothes to wrap it up while the coast police were fighting with the criminals.

Ruan Lanzhu picked up the alcohol and cotton swabs at his feet and disinfected them with shaking hands. The pain he just said was real. The wound caused by the bullet felt like it was sprinkled with gunpowder and it was burning hot. He felt like half of his body was on fire.

"what happened!"

Ruan Lanzhu, who had his head down, didn't notice Ling Jiushi who lifted the door curtain and came in. He was startled by the sudden sound, and his hand trembled and poked the wound, causing sweat to drip down his forehead in pain.

"Why didn't you tell me that your waist was injured?"

Ling Jiushi grabbed his hand and exposed the wound on his waist. The wound was not deep, but the entire piece of flesh was scraped off. Just looking at it made him feel painful.

"I didn't have time to speak!"

Ruan Lanzhu's lips were trembling when he smiled. If he hadn't poked her just now, it wouldn't have hurt so much.

Ling Jiushi bit his lip, took the thing in his hand without saying a word and helped him clean the wound. His movements were very gentle, but the stimulation of alcohol still made Ruan Lanzhu cry out in pain.

"Let's see if you dare to be so reckless next time!"

Ling Jiushi wiped the sweat off Ruan Lanzhu's forehead with the back of his hand expressionlessly, "Your injury is a bit serious, let's go to the hospital!"

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

The director, who was squatting outside the camera, had already sent accompanying doctors to the island. These doctors were part of the team brought by Chen Fei himself. As soon as they discovered the criminals, they were sent over by the director on a boat.

"Look at your face, do you look okay?"

Ruan Lanzhu's face was as pale as the first time he entered the door of Sister Drum, and his degree of stubbornness was comparable to that time.

"How about giving me a painkiller?"

Ruan Lanzhu came up to him and said.

"Painkillers? You brought painkillers?"

How come he didn’t know that there were painkillers among the medicines he brought to the island?

"No!"

Ruan Lanzhu shook his head.

"Where can I find you some painkillers?"

Ling Jiushi was speechless, "I'll go ask Xu Jin and the others if they have any!"

"Isn't this just?"

Just as Ling Jiushi was about to stand up, he was grabbed by Ruan Lanzhu. Before he could react, he was kissed on the lips.

"So sweet, it really works!"

Ruan Lanzhu licked his lips before removing her own lips, which shocked all the netizens into screaming chickens, and the comments were so dense that no one could see the person.

[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

[Mom and Dad, I was born! ! ! ! ]

[Kiss! Let him kiss!!!]

[Another day of wanting a sweet romance woooooo]

[Isn’t this a survival variety show? What the hell?]

[Get out of my way! I’m going crazy!!!]

[Let my parents fall in love, nothing else matters!]

[Hey, hey, has dad finished kissing? Is it my turn now?]

[The guy above is dreaming! It’s your turn before I even kiss you? Get in line!]

"Brother Lingling!"

Xu Jin's voice was heard outside the tent, and the two people who were sticking close to each other finally loosened their distance a little.

"The doctor is here, can he come in?"

"Please come in!"

When Ling Jiushi heard that the doctor had arrived, he quickly stood up and opened the curtain of the tent. They had limited medicines, and Ruan Lanzhu's injury still needed professional treatment.

"The wound may become inflamed and cause a high fever. We still recommend that Mr. Ruan go to the hospital for treatment."

"Row!"

Ling Jiushi did not hesitate. He pulled Ruan Lanzhu and followed the doctor onto the boat, leaving a few people looking at each other in bewilderment as the boat quickly sailed away.

They just left?

Is this show still being recorded?

"Should we continue recording or should we leave too?"

Guan Nanshan looked at Lu Yanxue and asked, "There are wolves, tigers and leopards on the island. Can they still hold on after the boss leaves? But with Lu Yanxue, the big sister, here, there should be no problem in the next few days, right?"

"Let's go on! Since Brother Ruan and the others didn't take us away, let's wait until it's over before going back."

Lu Yanxue spread her hands and went back to the fire, then picked up the small milk pot that had been kicked over and washed it carefully.

"Just go back to Obsidian!"

Ruan Lanzhu felt dizzy while sitting on the boat, so she leaned her whole body on Ling Jiushi's shoulder.

"But it will take a day to go back. Can your injury be delayed?"

Ling Jiushi reached out and touched his forehead. Apart from feeling some sweat, there was no sign of fever for the time being.

"It's okay, go back through the door!"

Ling Jiushi was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that this was the case? Could it be that his door was a random door?

"Call Cheng Yixie and ask him to wear the door bracelet and wait for us in the hallway. Then we can just follow him out."

Ling Jiushi took out his cell phone to contact Cheng Yixie, shaking his head and marveling at the magic of the door. If he had known it had this use, they wouldn't have had to take a plane when they went out to play in Obsidian!

Thanks to the lazy little expert and Yuelang baby for using love to generate electricity.