Chapter 47 Sister Xiangxiang still loves me

This fruit tree grows on a high ground by the side of the road. The tree is not very high, but it grows very high. A few vigorous boys just picked the semi-hard but not soft fruit and picked it. Just throw it down.

Lu Zhengqing was standing under the tree with a limping leg and a plastic bag in his hand.

Waiting for him to pick up a few, and when he turned around, he saw Qiao Lingxiang holding a few very wide banana leaves in his hand, squatting on the ground, picking up the fruit, and putting the fruit in the leaf to wrap it.

This is really a good girl who is very hardworking.

Lu Zhengqing smiled, holding up half of the bag of fruit that he had picked up, raised his head and said:

"Brother Cen, I'm exhausted, should we have lunch?"

Cen Yi jumped down from the tree and said:

"Eat, I still have some food there."

He didn't bring much food out. This morning, everyone had eaten the bag of compressed biscuits sent by the mission center. Lu Zhengqing, Zhao Long, and Ajiu didn't bring much, but they also brought some.

So everyone, don’t be stingy, take out your own things and eat them separately. It’s not a problem to go around in this scenic spot for four or five days.

Qiao Lingxiang said:

"Eat instant noodles, add some fruit, and I will cook the noodles for you."

"Can you still cook noodles?"

A few boys who have never played survival in the wild, looking at Qiao Lingxiang curiously, Cen Yi asked:

"But there are no pots and pans here."

"I brought it."

Qiao Lingxiang held a lot of fruits wrapped in banana leaves in her arms. She turned and walked to the car, took out her backpack from the back seat, looked left and right, and pointed to a stream beside the mountain road. There is a rocky beach by the side.

To Cen Yi and them, with a good attitude of inquiry, said:

"There, I will set up a stove, Senior Cen, can you help me pick up some slightly drier branches?"

Seeing the boys nodded, Qiao Lingxiang said to Lu Zhengqing again:

"Senior Lu, you still have injuries on your feet that are not easy to climb up or down. You can sit next to me and help me out, okay?"

Lu Zhengqing immediately said unscrupulously:

"Oh, sister Xiangxiang still loves me."

Qiao Lingxiang ignored him, she got along with this person for a few days, and found that this person was talking like this, occasionally seemed to be serious, and occasionally okay.

Be serious with this kind of person, even if it is over.

and the rest of the people disperse in their respective duties, Qiao Lingxiang walked to the rocky beach by the water stream alone, looking for a suitable stone to build a stove, and in a while, a simple small stove was quickly completed.

She rummaged through her backpack for a long time, and finally found a set of pots and pans.

Lu Zhengqing limped from the mud road to the rocky beach, watching with interest Qiao Ling sitting on a flat rock, pulling a black bag the size of a small watermelon out of her backpack. .

She opened the black bag. Inside was a small black milk pot. There was an iron lid on the pot. Qiao Ayaka opened the lid on the pot and took out the handle of the pot. Installed on the small milk pot.

Lu Zhengqing felt that Qiao Lingxiang was thinking very carefully, and he thought of everything. He craned his neck and looked at the inside of the little milk pot, where a small colorful disc was placed.

He asked strangely:

"What is this small plate for?"

"You can drink water or be a rice bowl."

Qiao Lingxiang's chubby hands took the small colored disc from the pot. When Lu Zhengqing's face, he pressed the center point, the disc was folded one by one, pushed into a bowl, and then folded again. It was folded and pushed into a wide-mouthed cup.

She explained:

"This is a gift for signing up when I sign up for the Extreme Survival Camp."

Then, Qiao Lingxiang handed the colorful folding cup and milk pot in her hand to Lu Zhengqing, and said:

"Senior Lu, please help me get some clean water and wash the pot."

They built the stove on the rocky beach. It is not difficult to get water. This is what Lu Zhengqing can do.

He did what he said. When he washed the pot and filled the water in the folding cup, he turned around and looked back. Qiao Lingxiang had found a long branch, sat on the spot, and took out a handful from his backpack. The knife sharpened one end of the branch.

She waited for Lu Zhengqing to come over, and took it out of her bag. She even took out a bottle of traumatic oil, and said to Lu Zhengqing with her eyes down:

"Senior Lu, your feet have to be rubbed. Now that you enter the mountain, your feet should be faster and better. Otherwise, if you want to climb the mountain, it might be a little difficult."

Lu Zhengqing felt that what Qiao Ayaka said was reasonable. He limped limpingly with the small milk pot and folding cup, walked to the side of the stone stove, put the things down, took off his shoes and socks, and reached out to ask Qiao Ayaka to ask for it. Bottle of bruise oil.

She poured medicated oil on her hand, took the initiative to grab Lu Zhengqing's calf, put her hand on his calf and ankle, and kneaded it skillfully.

may be the effect of the medicated oil. Lu Zhengqing’s calves and ankles felt warm after the hands of Qiao Lingxiang were stained.

There is a feeling of pain dissipating, which is obviously passing from Lu Zhengqing's leg.

He curiously looked at Qiao Lingxiang’s bruises oil on the side, and praised:

"What brand of bruise oil is this? I don't feel any pain in my legs anymore."

Hearing this, Qiao Lingxiang immediately took her hand from Lu Zhengqing’s leg, her expression was a little startled, she looked down at her hand, and then looked at the bottle of benzine. After thinking for a while, she said. :

"Safflower oil is sold in pharmacies. When I report to the extreme survival camp, the organizer will give it to me."

"The effect is pretty good."

Lu Zhengqing, who had not contacted the super science fiction at all, picked up the safflower oil and looked at it, but did not see any flowers, so he could only return the safflower oil to Qiao Lingxiang.

Looking back, he also went to buy a few bottles of this thing in case the pharmacy was still open.

She lowered her head and was silent for a long time before explaining:

"The medicine is the same. It probably gives people rubbing blood, but also has to pay attention to the technique."

She is sure. Qiao Lingxiang is really sure this time. Not only can she treat internal and external injuries for herself, she can also treat others!

Moreover, she can also control the degree of treatment given to others. She can choose to cure others completely, or just treat others a little.

This discovery made Qiao Lingxiang quite excited. At least, she has such an ability to be beaten in the future, she will not die, and she can still open a clinic to earn money.

Qiao Lingxiang lowered her head, happy, no matter what happened to Lu Zhengqing, she could not cure him for the time being, and treated Lu Zhengqing in stages for three or four days, and Qiao Lingxiang felt that it was almost the end.

In this way, Lu Zhengqing will not be suspicious.

(End of this chapter)