I made myself the protagonist

"You guys should help Brother Shen stop the bleeding first." Ling Yun said to Su Li.

It's not like he didn't see Shen Tinglan's coat that was almost stained with blood. Ling Yun knew that the other party's injuries were far more serious than what he described.

Su Li helped Shen Tinglan sit aside, and Tang Yao also found the medical box left by the military from inside the house. As a surgeon, Hubert was particularly important at this time. He motioned for Shen Tinglan to take off his coat. Then lie down.

When Shen Tinglan took off his coat, everyone discovered that the aluminum-titanium alloy bulletproof vest worn by the other party had been completely torn into pieces.

At this moment, Shen Tinglan's back was already torn apart, with several gashes that were more than ten centimeters long extending from the left shoulder blade to near the right ribs. The lining fabric was stained with black blood and adhered to the flesh. The wounds were shocking. .

"What kind of monsters are these!" Xiaolong took a breath of air.

"I'm sorry, Brother Shen, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been attacked..."

Wei Chongming came forward with a pale face and awkwardly wanted to help, but was stopped by Ling Yun: "Let Hubert and Tang Yao deal with the wounds. We still have to find a way to deal with the lighting. These burning rods won't last until tomorrow." Morning."

Shen Tinglan squeezed out a smile and said to Wei Chongming and others: "Ling Yun is right. There are many crises outside now, and we don't know when the next wave of attacks will happen. Don't worry, it's just a flesh wound. I have nothing serious. It’s in the way.”

Although he felt guilty, Wei Chongming knew that what the other party said was true. Lin Qing picked up the broken light bulb on the ground and found that the tungsten wire in it had been broken in the previous collision. What they have to do now is to find a spare in the room as soon as possible Lighting equipment to restore the light source in the house.

"Lan, your wound must be disinfected and sutured, otherwise it will be easily infected, which will be even more troublesome." Hubert said seriously.

No one knows how long it will take to get out of the confusing zone. Before Tang Yao's powers are restored, Shen Tinglan must ensure his own safety.

"It turns out that without the gift, we are back to the starting point. Facing those ghosts, we are still ordinary people who are helpless."

Shen Tinglan chuckled lightly, and then said to Hubert: "Then I'll leave it to you."

Fortunately, the medical kit was equipped with enough professional tools and wound medicine. After Hubert checked it, he used scissors to cut open the shirt on the back of Shen Tinglan, and then asked Tang Yao to help him with the wound.

"Sorry, there is no anesthetic here. Lan, you have to endure it for a while...it will be very painful."

Hubert put on sterile gloves, his eyes full of worry: four wounds would require at least sixty or seventy stitches. This long operation process without the support of anesthesia was another great torture for the injured person.

But he has to do this. If the wound is not treated, on the one hand it will cause continuous bleeding and even shock due to blood loss; on the other hand, in a harsh environment like the forest, it will cause wound infection and form an abscess.

At this rate, Shen Tinglan would definitely not be able to survive three nights.

Shen Tinglan nodded calmly. After experiencing many life and death tests in space, this pain was nothing at all. He buried his head between his arms, tried to take deep breaths, and let his body follow Hubert's instructions. Try to relax as much as possible.

But even so, when the disinfectant alcohol was poured on the wound and the tweezers gradually took out the cloth fragments from the flesh, Su Li noticed that Shen Tinglan buried his head and let out a muffled groan, and a layer of fine sweat suddenly appeared on the surface of the bronze skin. beads.

"Lan, relax and think of other things."

How could Hubert not understand the pain of the other party? He comforted the other party loudly, but his hand holding the needle and thread never stopped at all.

Su Li was assisting with the lighting, watching the needle and thread pass through Shen Tinglan's skin little by little, and the blood-stained cotton balls were thrown into the plate by Tang Yao. For some reason, a strange feeling suddenly filled his chest. .

"Old Xiu, can you please hurry up and stop the stains like this? Why don't you just need stitches? Five minutes will do, right?!"

Seeing Shen Tinglan undergoing surgery without anesthesia, Zhao Sicheng, who was usually careless, couldn't stand it anymore.

Hubert did not respond to Zhao Sicheng. At this moment, he was highly concentrated, suturing the wound with a serious expression, and from time to time he ordered Tang Yao to disinfect the wound.

"Fat man, stop making trouble and come here."

At this moment, Ling Yun was sitting cross-legged on the ground, tearing apart large strips of cloth. There was a pungent smell in the bucket in front of him, and some dark engine oil was poured into it.

Since there were no other spare light bulbs in the house, he decided to make some torches as an alternative light source using the materials he had on hand.

Using engine oil as a viscous agent to solidify the liquid fuel, Lin Qing then brought the remaining cloth that had been used to fill the gap. Dip the cloth into the gasoline mixture and let the cloth absorb the oily substance. Ling Yun then wrapped it around the wood. Torches made from sticks.

"Ren Yao, Xiaolong and Chongming are going to reinforce the doors and windows." Ling Yun said without raising his head: "Go and put up some frames to ensure that the torches can stand."

After getting no response for a long time, Ling Yun looked up and saw that Zhao Sicheng still looked absent-minded, and Wei Chongming was also always worried and turned back frequently. He coughed and couldn't help but raise his voice: "Brother Shen, you can't help. What a busy job. But he needs a good rest after the operation. It’s cold in the room now, and he’s sweating all over and can’t stand the cold. We have to speed up!”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Sicheng and Wei Chongming suddenly felt like flies on their brows and finally found a way out.

Ling Yun was no less worried than them, but he knew clearly that at times like this, he couldn't easily mess up his position.

But after being nudged by Ling Yun, Zhao Sicheng hurriedly started to move: "Yes, yes, I'm so anxious that I almost forgot about the real thing!"

Ling Yun directed everyone in an orderly manner, and turned around to see Lin Qing, who was helping to wrap up the cloth strips. At this time, the bruise on the other person's neck was bleeding, but she did not take it seriously. Seeing this, Ling Yun quickly took out the bag from her bag. He took out a bandage and hemostatic medicine and handed them to her.

"You should take care of the wound first, I will take care of it." Ling Yun said.

"Well, thank you." Lin Qing took the medicine and walked aside alone to start treating the wound.

But during this period, her eyes never left Ling Yun.

Recalling the previous simulation training, when I used Soul Peeping, what I saw on Ling Yun was a blank.

Not to mention that Ling Yun is not a mental player. Even if he meets someone whose mental power is far superior to his own, and the other party relies on his own mental power to protect his memory, Lin Qing can still see some things reinforced by the barrier in his mind. , extremely blurry picture.

As long as a person is alive, there will be memories in his mind and deep in his soul, no matter how strong he is.

But I have never seen a blank person. Such a situation has never happened in the past missions.

Even if it is a dead person, he can still read the remaining information through the other person's remaining body.

Lin Qing stared at Ling Yun's profile. Looking at the entire space, he probably couldn't find another special player like Ling Yun.

She really couldn't help but suspect that the other party was the man in black who could ignore the rules and hunt down the time travellers.

But assuming that Ling Yun is really the man in black, and he is now the target, he appears in front of him. When the ghost came just now, Lin Qing stayed near Ling Yun and deliberately sold his flaws and was attacked by the female ghost.

I just wanted to see if he would take advantage of the chaos to take action against me.

Lin Qing's move was a huge gamble.

If the other party is really the man in black, he can take advantage of that opportunity to kill himself without anyone noticing. As long as Ling Yun shows murderous intentions, she will not hesitate to use

Fight back with the blade hidden in your sleeve.

But to her surprise, Ling Yun didn't do that.

Not only that, he also saved himself who was "almost killed".

It was this move that plunged Lin Qing into doubts and entanglements. Through this period of contact and observation, Lin Qing intuitively told Lin Qing that Ling Yun should not be that person.

Except for the tattoo, the young man in front of him was completely different from the man in black who was chasing him.

Are there other possibilities behind this?

If Ling Yun is really the man in black, after knowing his abilities, how could he contact him unpreparedly and let her discover the difference in him?

Isn't this because there is no silver in this place and you are deliberately telling Lin Qing that there is something wrong with him?

Gradually, Lin Qing calmed down.

She suddenly felt that the matter might be more complicated than she thought. Although there was no evidence, Ling Yun was probably not the man in black.

Of course, judging from the fact that he cannot read information, his identity is by no means as simple as an ordinary player.