Time Travel and Love

"Uncle! Are there any dead turtles crawling into your wound?!" Chu Qingmeng's eyes widened and he cursed inwardly when he realized this possibility, "Hurry up! Take off his shirt!"

At this moment, their lives were at stake, and they didn't care about the precautions of men and women. After several people hurriedly stripped off Mo Chenfeng's shirt, they found that there was indeed a ball-like thing under his skin, moving around. Chu Qingmeng looked at Mo Wushuang and said, "Wushuang, can you lend me your bracelet?"

After taking the bracelet from Mo Wushuang, Chu Qingmeng grabbed the corpse turtle. The turtle had nowhere to escape because of its blocked path. Chu Qingmeng took out a dagger and said, "Bear with it!" He stabbed the corpse turtle to death with the tip of the knife, then pulled out the dagger and cut open Mo Chenfeng's skin, taking the corpse turtle out. He took out a medical kit from his backpack and said, "Uncle, you have to bear with it for a while." He casually took up a wooden stick and stuffed it into Mo Chenfeng's mouth, then took up alcohol and poured it on the wound. With a "click", Mo Chenfeng bit off the wooden stick directly, and a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his face and body. Chu Qingmeng didn't care about anything else and quickly took out a cotton swab to clean the wound, poured Yunnan Baiyao on it, and bandaged it. At this time, Mo Chenfeng was soaked as if he had just been pulled out of the water. After bandaging, Chu Qingmeng looked up at the others and said, "Any of you are still injured? Tell me quickly!"

Mo Liufang and the others all had minor injuries of varying degrees, some on their arms and some on their legs, but they were all fine. Mo Wushuang was also fine, save for some scrapes. Only Mo Liujin remained silent. After bandaging the others, it was already dark. Chu Qingmeng took out a lighter and lit the dry firewood they had gathered. Everyone lay down to rest. Mo Liufang and the others took turns keeping watch, but Chu Qingmeng couldn't sleep. Her mind still couldn't calm down. After tossing and turning for a long time, she sat up and saw Mo Liufang anxiously touching Mo Chenfeng's head.

"What's wrong? Do you have a fever?" Chu Qingmeng stood up and walked over. "Don't worry, fever is normal. It's probably an infection." He turned around and took out antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs from the medical kit and handed them over. "Give this medicine to uncle. He will be fine once the fever goes away. Go find some water nearby and get some. Don't go too far."

Mo Liufang nodded, fed Mo Chenfeng the medicine, and stood up to find water. Chu Qingmeng wanted to sit down with Mo Chenfeng, but accidentally touched Mo Liujin's hand. Huh? Why is your hand so hot?! He reached out to touch Mo Liujin's head. Holy shit! Hotter than Mo Chenfeng's?! What the hell?! Wasn't he injured?!

Chu Qingmeng suddenly thought of some people who thought their injuries were not serious, but in fact they were already injured inside, especially when she fell from the platform and hit him! Thinking of this, she quickly felt around Mo Liujin, trying to find where he was injured.

Mo Liujin, who was half asleep, suddenly felt a soft hand covering his head. It was cold for a moment, and he felt someone touching him. He forced himself to open his eyes but fell back weakly. He barely managed to stay awake and asked, "Qingmeng, what are you looking for?"

Seeing him wake up, Chu Qingmeng hurriedly asked, "Where are you hurt? Tell me quickly! Why do you have a fever?"

Mo Liujin felt his face flush red and said awkwardly, "I, I'm not hurt, please leave me alone."

Chu Qingmeng looked at him speechlessly, "Hurry up and tell me! You're such a grown man, why are you so hesitant? If you don't tell me now, I'll be infected and die, and I'll have to wait for you until you die young. You don't want to die young, do you?"

Mo Liujin was silent for a moment and said, "It's not convenient for you to see where I'm injured."

Chu Qingmeng: ...What the hell is going on with this instant understanding? He turned around and kicked Mo Liuteng next to him, "Hey, Mo Liuteng, get up."

Mo Liuteng sat up and looked at Chu Qingmeng with a confused look on his face and asked, "Qingmeng, what's wrong?"

Chu Qingmeng pointed at Mo Liujin and said, "That guy is injured and said it's inconvenient for me to see him. Go and see how badly he's hurt."

After seeing Mo Liujin's injury, Mo Liuteng's face was filled with anxiety as he shouted to Chu Qingmeng, "Third Brother Qingmeng also has a round bump under his wound. I wonder if it's that bug!"

"What?!" Chu Qingmeng immediately became anxious upon hearing this and walked directly to Mo Liujin in two steps. Poor Mo Liujin had a high fever and was frightened by Chu Qingmeng. He immediately broke out in a sweat and quickly covered the wound on his lower abdomen.

Chu Qingmeng was speechless watching Mo Liujin's actions. He walked over to him and moved his hand away, saying, "You're fine. You're a man, not a woman. I don't mind if the injuries are on your lower abdomen and thighs, and they're not in any important parts. Are you afraid of being seen?" After trying twice and failing to move his hand away, Chu Qingmeng glared at him. Mo Liujin had no choice but to let go of his hand. Chu Qingmeng rolled his eyes and continued, "After we get out of this forest, we'll go our separate ways. As long as you don't say anything, no one will know I've seen your thighs. Besides, what's so good about men's thighs?"