Tired, tired.

This is Huaqian's first impression after waking up.

She seemed to have fallen into a long dream, and finally broke free from the shackles of the nightmare and woke up.

Slowly opening his eyes, what greeted his eyes was the black night.

A round of bright moon hangs high, dotted with sporadic dots looming above the sky.

The cold wind blows from time to time, and the sound of the waves lapping in my ears.

There was still some discomfort in the breath, Hua Qian couldn't help coughing.

She felt a little cold, and struggled to stand up, only to find that the palms of her hands were covered with fine grains of sand.

"woke up."

A familiar voice came, Hua Qian raised his eyes and saw a black figure with his back to her.

Tang Jin sat in front of the bonfire beside him, took off his outer shirt and hung it on a simple stand to dry, and now he was wearing a black inner robe.

He looked down at his arm at this time, Hua Qian followed his gaze and saw a bloody gash in his arm, as if a piece of flesh had been bitten off.

And the black clothes on his shoulders were condensed with a bright red, pierced by something like a blue-black bone spur.

The bonfire made a crackling sound, and Tang Jin pulled out the hidden dagger from the handle of the black iron knife fan, roasted it until it was scorching hot, and cleanly gouged out the piece of flesh on his arm that had been soaked white by the sea.

Blood flowed out immediately, staining his pale fingers red, like bloody roses blooming on the snowy plateau.

Tang Jin's complexion was normal, but her breathing was a bit heavy, and fine sweat oozes from her forehead.

Seeing that he was going to gouge out the wound on his shoulder again, Hua Qian got up, walked to sit beside him, and took the dagger in his hand.

"You're going to lose a lot of blood when you treat the wound like this."

Tang Jin paused with her fingertips, but didn't say anything, only letting her take the dagger.

Hua Qian fumbled in his pocket and took out a bunch of things.

In the world of martial arts swords and swords, casualties are common.

She was always thinking about how to get some life-saving things to defend herself in case of emergencies.

In ancient times, things were packed in sachets and money bags, which were easily lost.

She sewed a lot of hidden pockets on the inner garment, which shows that she still had the foresight, and these things were not washed away by the sea.

Tang Jin saw her grope all over her body, and took out various small medicine bottles, silver needles, money tickets, bandages, heart mirrors, candles, and even a small piece of beef jerky.

The corners of his mouth, which hadn't even moved in the slightest, couldn't help twitching.

Unexpectedly, this girl has a lot of eyes and is equipped with a lot of things.

Hua Qian looked at the small medicine bottle in front of him, the hand that was about to pick up the red medicine bottle suddenly paused, then smiled slyly, turned his fingers and picked up the blue bottle next to him and said.

"At the beginning, you specially gave me the raw bone jade muscle powder to help me heal my wounds. I always carried it with me. I didn't expect it to be useful."

She opened the bottle cap, "Since it's the medicinal powder you prepared yourself, it seems to be the most suitable for your physique."

After all, she sprinkled all the medicinal powder on the wound on Tang Jin's wrist, thinking in her heart, this could be regarded as revenge for the original.

She asked, breathing lightly on the wound.

"How does it feel?"

Tang Jin didn't answer, but just stared at her with his dark eyes, which made Hua Qian feel a little trembling.

Could it be pain and stupid?

She had been victimized by the power of this medicine powder before, and it was so painful that she could not exaggerate crying.

Suddenly, Tang Jin stretched out his right hand.

Hua Qian shrank his neck in fright, thinking that he was going to take revenge on himself.

Unexpectedly, Tang Jin pointed at the white bottle with a finger.

"What's here?"

Hua Qian replied: "This is Yuyan ointment, Luo Wuxie gave it to me, it is specially used to remove scars, I will give you a try when your wound is healed... Hey, what are you doing?"

Before Hua Qian finished speaking, she saw that Tang Jin had already picked up the bottle and threw it into the sea. The movement was done in one go, and she didn't even have time to snatch it back.

Huaqian: "..."

Seeing that Tang Jin's eyes fell on the other medicine bottles, Hua Qian hurriedly protected them: "These are the life-saving medicines I asked Dr. Xu for, so don't throw them away."

Hearing that it was Dr. Xu's medicine, Tang Jin looked away.

Seeing that he was no longer nervous, Hua Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and tied the wound around his arm after the bandage dried.

After treating a wound, Hua Qian looked over his left shoulder.

The bone spur pierced very deeply, blood clots had already clotted in the wound, and it would take a lot of trouble to stick the clothes on it.

Hua Qian hesitated: "I...may have to cut your clothes first."

Tang Jin's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this, and she immediately turned her head and looked to one side calmly, slightly facing her with her injured shoulder.

Seeing his cooperation, Hua Qian didn't hesitate anymore, and carefully cut off the clothes on his shoulders with a dagger, revealing his delicate collarbone and smooth skin.

Under the warm yellow bonfire, the shadows of the dancing flames are like flowing ambiguous breath.

The dim light and shadow made Tang Jin's side face more delicate and profound.

He lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the expression in his eyes.

Even though his expression was still calm, the slightly messy and wet black hair added a sense of brokenness between the half-undressed clothes.

Hua Qian held back the wild thoughts in his mind, held his breath and focused on the wound.

She pressed the edge of the wound with a handkerchief, grasped the bone spur and pulled it out forcefully. Tang Jin's body froze immediately, and her breathing was a little heavy.

The bone spur penetrated deeper than expected.

Hua Qian immediately sprinkled the anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving powder, and immediately wrapped it with a bandage.

After a set of procedures, she was so nervous that she was sweating all over.

Wiping the sweat off his brow, Hua Qian picked up the bone spur thrown on the ground and examined it under the firelight.

He saw that the bone spur was actually a shark's finger.

Hua Qian was silent for a moment.

She recalled the skylight that broke through the sea before she fell into a coma, and the force that gripped her wrist at the end when her consciousness faded.

With Tang Jin's martial arts, how could he be so embarrassed.

She was obviously dragged into the sea, how could she escape from danger.

In fact, everything is obvious.

Huaqian suddenly didn't know what it was like.

Although she told Tang Jin that she loved Tang Jin every day, she tried her best to make him happy, so that she seemed to take it seriously.

But she knew very well in her heart that she did have sincerity towards Tang Jin, but it was based on use and deception.

Because to her, the world is like a game.

All she needs to do is clear the customs at all costs.

So Huaqian has always had a wall in his heart, isolating the sincerity of everyone in this world.

She can be nice to other people, as much as she wants, but that is on the premise of not touching her interests.

She didn't deliver her sincerity, so Hua Qian never expected others to treat her with sincerity.

Her principle of doing things is to treat others in the same way.

When people get along with each other, their interests come first.

From childhood to adulthood, only her elder brother has treated her well and suffered for her, so she will return to him and repay him no matter what the cost.

But now Tang Jin put himself in danger to save her.

Hua Qian was suddenly at a loss.

She was confused by Tang Jin's feelings.

Because she showed her true self in front of Tang Jin, but she also had a disguise.

She didn't know who Tang Jin cared about.

She also didn't believe that anyone would really be willing to give up their lives for her.

There is some confusion in Huaqian's head, like a mess that can't find a clue and affects the nerves.

She looked at Tang Jin's clear and handsome eyebrows in the firelight, and there was an inexplicable emotion in her heart that she couldn't ignore.

Hua Qian subconsciously pressed her heart.

After a moment of silence, she said softly and solemnly, "Tang Jin, thank you for saving me."