Chapter 514 Too dedicated
Finally, when Wang Jin was almost desperate, Qin Yao stepped on the corpses on the ground, raised her face covered with blood, stood downstairs and shouted at him: "Jump down quickly!"
The twisted **** face in the firelight should be extremely terrifying.
But at this moment, Wang Jin only felt that she was a fairy from heaven, otherworldly, and incomparably beautiful!
The flames have reached the second floor, and thick smoke is billowing. Wang Jin's hands and feet are tied. It is very difficult to jump out of the fire ring, but for the current plan, he can only take a gamble.
He jumped back a step, then Luck concentrated all his strength on his feet, jumped up on tiptoes, and thrust his head out of the window, like a high-altitude diver, showing an arc in the air, and threw Like a sea of fire.
The smoke was pervasive. The moment he jumped down, Wang Jin felt that his whole body was enveloped in hot smoke, as if it was about to cook him.
The burning smells made people feel desperate. The hot tongue of fire quickly licked him, and the next second, he felt himself falling into a soft embrace.
The world is spinning before my eyes, and the smell of grass and earth brings a sense of freshness, as if I have come to another world from the fire.
Qin Yao rolled Wang Jin on the ground three times in her arms. She didn't have time to see if he was dead or alive, so she immediately stood up, put him on her shoulders, and ran away.
I heard a loud "boom!" behind me. The entire post station could no longer withstand the heat of the fire and collapsed forward.
The tiles that fell down flew around, and Qin Yao felt a sudden sting on her calf. When she looked down, a sharp tile flew out and hit her calf.
Blood instantly overflowed, and Qin Yao frowned slightly in irritation. It was not until Wang Jin was placed in a safe area next to the carriage that she bent down, pulled out the tile, and threw it aside.
Smoothly he tore open the rag stuffed in Wang Jin's mouth and untied the rope around him.
Wang Jin, who was about to suffocate to death, finally managed to breathe. He immediately took a big gulp of fresh air and accidentally choked on his breath, causing him to cough wildly.
“Cough cough cough!”
Wang Jin was sitting on the wheel, coughing so hard that his lungs were about to be torn. It took him a long time to calm down a little.
Two lines of black tears flowed down the pitch-black face, and his red eyes looked towards Qin Yao gratefully, "Thank you very much."
Qin Yao nodded, but ignored her injuries. She put down the divine arm bow, gave him a bottle of water, picked up the big knife and walked towards the burning inn.
When encountering a dead soldier who is still alive and crawling out, use the white knife to go in and the red knife to touch up one by one.
Until it was confirmed that there was no longer any threat, he returned to the carriage dragging the 100-pound sword.
Lao Huang was frightened by the fire and ran back after eating half of the grass. Qin Yao patted its horse's head and said, "It's okay. You eat yours. Eat more and be full so that you can go on the road tomorrow."
Lao Huang rubbed her palm, then turned around to find grass nearby.
There is a cleared space next to the inn, so Qin Yao does not have to worry about fire coming over.
The weather was already hot, and there was a huge fire next to it. It was so hot that I was sweating, so I simply took off my outer shirt and wore only a thin middle coat.
Qin Yao sat down next to Wang Jin and rolled up her trouser legs to check the wound.
The tiles penetrated deeply, but fortunately the wounds were not large.
With limited conditions and no sterilizing supplies, Qin Yao had to wash the inside and outside with cold boiled water, then apply trauma ointment and wrap it up with cotton strips.
Throughout the whole process, Qin Yao didn't even moan. Wang Jin, on the other hand, didn't dare to move his eyes towards her. Hearing the sound of her fingers turning over the flesh and blood, goosebumps rose all over his body.
“How is your injury?” Wang Jin asked with concern.
Qin Yao: "I scratched my skin a little bit, it's a minor matter."
After bandaging, Qin Yao lowered her trousers and turned to look at him, "Do you want your injuries bandaged?"
The clothes on Wang Jin's body were blackened and whitened by the smoke, and it was impossible to see where he was injured, but Qin Yao could smell the blood, and it was much more seriously injured than her. Wang Jin nodded and wanted Qin Yao to give him the things and he would do it himself.
After all, men and women cannot be intimate!
Unexpectedly, Qin Yao looked at him and nodded, and actually stretched out her hand towards him with water and ointment. Good guy, remembering the cruel way she had just bandaged herself, Wang Jin suddenly got excited and hurriedly stepped back.
Unexpectedly, the movement was too large, and a sharp pain came from the wound on the shoulder blade. The pain made him take a breath, and he broke down in cold sweat.
Qin Yao paused, put the things in his hand, and did not forget to mock: "You are really good at it."
Wang Jin raised his head and wanted to glare at her, but he caught sight of the hot curves outlined under the thin middle coat, and hurriedly retracted his head, his face burning like fire.
His face was already so black from the smoke that it was hard to tell.
“How can you not wear clothes!” He growled angrily.
Qin Yao rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Aren't these the clothes I'm wearing?"
Wang Jin didn't want to argue with her, so he endured the pain and moved to the back of the carriage, and told her: "Put on your clothes."
That's when I took care of the wound myself.
In addition to the original wound on the arm, there is now another wound on the back. Fortunately, the wound is not deep and the bleeding is not much.
There were so many other small wounds that Wang Jin didn't even bother to count them, so he bandaged all the wounds that could be bandaged first. There were not enough clean cotton strips, so he simply left them alone.
In any case, this injury is not fatal. I will wait until I get to Fucheng to find a professional medical center for treatment.
However, the ointment given by Qin Yao was quite effective. As soon as I applied it, I felt a cooling sensation and the pain was relieved a lot.
Qin Yao thought to herself that adding Hanxiao Banbu Epilepsy's ointment would not stop the pain.
Wang Jin has never been a tolerant person. In the past, when he was bandaged for injuries, he would cry out in pain.
But today, he was stimulated by Qin Yao, so he just gritted his teeth and didn't utter a single moan.
Qin Yao waited for a long time and heard no movement. She thought he had fainted due to excessive blood loss, so she suddenly looked over and almost scared Wang Jin, who had not yet put on his clothes.
“You’re awake, it’s okay, you can continue.”
Qin Yao quickly looked at his figure and retracted his head as if nothing happened.
As expected of a martial arts practitioner, his figure and muscles are well maintained, but his chest muscles are a bit too big, tsk tsk, I don’t like it.
Wang Jin blushed expressionlessly and quickly put on his clothes. Hearing Qin Yao's two clicks of the tongue, his back molars almost shattered.
I can’t tell you how I feel, but it doesn’t feel good at all!
Qin Yao handed over two pieces of wheat cake, and Wang Jin ate them slowly, trying his best to maintain the elegance of a noble.
There was just a smell of burning meat that kept coming from the burning inn. Wang Jin stopped eating the cake, looked at the carriage and asked with concern: "Is the cargo okay?"
Qin Yao knocked on the heavy wooden box and gave him a ring, "Don't worry when I do things. It's stable."
"We will leave when the fire is out." Qin Yao pointed to the mat she had just spread on the grass, "You rest first, I will keep watch."
Under the firelight, the back image of the man with messy hair like a chicken coop was a towering stone statue, firmly guarding him in front of him.
Wang Jin felt warm in her heart and was a little touched. She is so dedicated!