Chapter 1664: Small Temple by the River (3)

There were many fish in this river, and they caught four or five in a short time. Some of these fish were as long as chopsticks, and some were as long as a foot, which was enough for them to eat.

After catching the fish, he wanted to pack the fish and take them back, but halfway through, he couldn't hold on any longer. He wanted to go back to the temple with a few fish in his hand, but when he stood up, he felt dizzy and fainted silently.

Juhua didn't know what was going on outside. After drying her clothes and getting dressed, she saw that he hadn't come back yet, so she went out to look for him. After searching for a while, she found him under a big tree not far from the small temple.

At this time, Mo Zili had fallen into a coma. His whole body was stiff and his lips were purple. If Juhua had come a little later, he would have frozen to death.

Juhua was terrified and desperately helped him up. She dragged and carried him back to the temple with great difficulty.

When Mo Zili went out, he was still upright and in high spirits. Juhua thought he was fine, so she let him go out without any worries. She didn't expect it to be like this!

The man was about to freeze to death. His body was as cold as ice. He didn't recover after a long time.

Juhua was a person who valued love and friendship. He fell into this situation for her. So, in a hurry, she didn't care about shame and morality. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, stripped off the man's clothes, put them on the altar to dry, and took off her cotton middle shirt to wipe the dampness on his body.

When she wiped her lower body, she saw the blood-stained cloth belt on the injured leg. The cloth belt was wet and simply wrapped around his leg. She remembered that he just bandaged the wound just now, and didn't clean the wound or check whether there was any mud or sand in the wound. His wound was very deep. If it was not handled properly, it would be easy to get infected.

Juhua thought for a moment, stood up, picked up a ceramic incense burner under the Dragon King statue, and went out of the temple.

She had to clean his wound, check if there was any sand in the wound, and bandage it after it was treated. In this way, his chance of infection would be much smaller, which could be regarded as a little reward for his selfless rescue!

When she got outside, she poured out all the ashes in the incense burner, and then went to the river to wash the incense burner. The river went straight into the deep mountains and had already deviated from the original path. Juhua looked around and saw that there were towering mountains on all sides. The layers of red and yellow decorated the mountains beautifully. The afterglow of the sun had hung on the top of the mountain. Seeing the sun setting in the west, I was afraid that someone would freeze to death in the deep mountains.

After washing the incense burner, she followed the river, found a relatively clean place, scooped a censer of water, and returned to the temple with the incense burner.

When she went back, Mo Zili was still unconscious, without any signs of waking up.

Juhua untied his injured leg, took a deep breath, and quickly stripped off the only underwear on the man. The man's important parts were blocked by her half-dried robe, so she leaned over and frowned to look at the wound carefully.

You don't know until you see it, and you'll be shocked!

The wound on the man's leg was actually a huge one. Although it was no longer bleeding, the skin and flesh on the wound were turned outward, and there was still a lot of mud and sand inside, which looked very hideous.

This man was so stupid. He was injured like this, but he didn't rush to treat the wound. He still had the leisure to go out and find something to eat. Did he want to die?

Thinking of this, she poured the water in the incense burner on it. The cool water washed over the wound, and the mud and sand in the wound flowed down along the thigh. Mo Zili's leg muscles tightened, but he still didn't wake up.