In less than an hour, Xing Tian returned with a full load. He was holding a large bundle of leaves and branches, and even a dozen coconut shells on his feet, and Ding Ling came in.

As soon as Chen Bian saw it, he knew what he meant. He immediately untied the leaf shell under his feet and put it outside to soak in the rain. The leaf shell was full in almost a second. It was really pouring rain in the mouth of the old man. The so-called The pouring rain is when it is raining. You try to put a water container called a ladle, stretch it out, and then stretch it back, it is a pouring rain, which is called pouring rain.

And Chen Bian is now standing at the entrance of the cave, constantly stretching out the coconut shell toward the outside, which is similar to the extension of the scoop.

In one minute, all the coconut shells were filled with water. After Chen Bian brought them in, Xingtian had built a simple T-shaped shelf with stones. Chen Bian put the coconut shells on it, The firewood started to burn vigorously, and the two people's faces were flushed.

"Come on, help me take off Brother Chuan's clothes. He can't even wear these wet clothes."

Xing Tian wiped his hands and walked over. At this moment, he lit up, and seemed to see Zhan Glacier's face turning blue all of a sudden, but it turned pale again in an instant, looking very scary, just watching They all felt that he should be extremely uncomfortable now.

"Stop the ink, what are you doing, take off your clothes first," Chen Bian urged.

It's not that he can't do it alone, but that he is afraid that one person will get Zhan Glacier's wound again. In that case, the gain will outweigh the loss.

The military knife was boiled in the coconut shell and sterilized. Xingtian was immediately dry. He took the knife and cut a hole around Zhan Glacier's wound, tearing the clothes off.

Chen Bian's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

"There are still clothes in the bag. Throw them away. Besides, there are bacteria all over the clothes. After they are finished, they will be cleaned up for him before dyeing them back?"

That's right, Chen Bian didn't say anything else. After taking off his clothes with Xing Tian, ??he threw his tops aside and put his pants on the rocks next to them to dry, and they could still be worn when they were dry.

Seeing the wound again, the two still felt that their hearts were too heavy. After the rain soaked the wound, it turned white, and the wound was oozing pus. The whole chest had festered into a piece. Get serious.

"What are you talking about, what are you doing with a dead face? Brother Chuan isn't fucking dead yet," Xing Tianhuo was so angry that the foul language burst out. In fact, according to his opinion, the problem of this wound should not be underestimated. Looked, but Chen Bian didn't say a word, he was anxious.

He is a fiery temper in itself, coupled with the current situation, he has the heart to kill.