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Uninhabited island.
The heavy rain is like a pillar, and the waves beat on the rocks like the sound of drums.
Mucha was chipping away at the wood with difficulty with the dagger she carried with her. The rain hit her face, and she seemed unaware.
She was separated from her family for ten years, and finally found the Situ family, hoping to find out the truth about her mother's death and her abduction. However, before she even got home, she was assassinated on the road by someone who claimed to have come to take her home.
She successfully fought back against the gang, but the cruise ship flooded and she drifted to this uninhabited island.
This is her seventh day on the island, and she can¡¯t see any passing ships.
Fortunately, there are many trees on the island, so she made a simple wooden boat.
The wooden boat will be ready soon, only the oars are left, but it rains heavily
Mucha stood up and was about to stretch his muscles when he suddenly saw something black on the other side of the reef.
She walked over suspiciously and was surprised to find that it was a man!
The man¡¯s face was pale and his face was extremely handsome, but his waist was injured, and his blood mixed with the sea water, like the sunset.
Mucha tested the man¡¯s breathing and confirmed that he was not dead, then she dragged the man to the island and carried him to the cave where she had slept these days.
After lighting the fire, she ran out in the rain again. When she came back not long after, she had a few more herbs in her hand.
"You're lucky to have met me."
As Mucha said, she reached out to take off the clothes that the man was holding out.
Mucha visually inspected the wound on the man's waist. It was a knife wound. It was very deep. He didn't know if it had hurt his internal organs.
She was about to feel the man's pulse when her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.
"Ahemwho is it?!" The man's voice was weak, but his hand holding her wrist was very strong.
Mucha glanced at the man and said faintly: "Who is it? Your savior! If you don't let go, I will make a tombstone for you. Anonymous, what do you think of this name?"
The man frowned and said nothing, his eyes falling on the crushed herbs in her hand.
"Why are you standing there? Take off your clothes! I'll help you!"
Mucha started immediately.
"I will do it myself."
The man pushed her hand away in disgust and took off his clothes, but his dark eyes did not let go of any vigilance.
Mucha curled her lips, and after the man took it off, she carefully applied the herbal medicine to the man's body.
"What is this?" the man asked, his voice low and without any warmth.
¡°Herbs to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation.¡±
"This is where?"
Mucha looked up at the man impatiently: "If you have a problem, go to school. If you have the strength to speak, you might as well lie down and sleep."
If she knew where this was, how could she be stuck here for seven days?
The man¡¯s tone was displeased: ¡°This is not how doctors talk to patients.¡±
"Huh?" Mucha asked in a funny tone, "Is this how you talk to your savior?"
The man¡¯s eyebrows furrowed into the character ¡°Chuan¡±.
"Woman, you are rude."
"Man, you are very rude."
The two people stared at each other, one cold and one hot, and there seemed to be the smell of gunpowder in the air.
In the end, Mucha was too lazy to argue with the injured family member. He stood up and said, "It's raining heavily, and the temperature on the island will be very low at night. I'll light a fire, and you just lie down."
Mucha was about to go to the corner to light a fire when a man's voice came from behind: "Hey."
"What problem do you have?" Mucha turned around.
If they don¡¯t hurry up and live, they will both freeze to death tonight!
The man opened his mouth and finally said: "It's okay."
"" Mucha didn't want to talk to him anymore and went to the corner to light a fire.
On the humid island, the only primitive method of making fire was drilling wood. It took Mucha more than an hour, and finally a little flame broke out in the haystack.
But when the wind outside blew, the small flame was extinguished instantly.
"Hello." The man's voice sounded again.
"What are you doing again?!"
As soon as Mucha turned around, she heard the sound of metal falling to the ground, and saw a zippo lighter rolling to her feet. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com