Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 265 The Bride Dedicated to the Mountain God (55)

After a loud bang, dust flew in front of him. Jiang Qiuchen instinctively raised his hands to protect himself, squinted his eyes and coughed violently a few times.

Then she seemed to realize something and crawled forward a few steps in panic.

"Rushi! Rushi! Can you hear me?!"

The area where Jiang Qiuchen was previously located has now completely collapsed, and along with it fell the surrounding broken tiles.

The roof of the dilapidated temple was sunken like a basin, and the cold rain poured down mercilessly on Jiang Qiuchen's head, but she had no intention of dodging. She looked anxiously at Wen Rushi who was crushed by the beams.

Over the long years, the interior of the wooden beams had been eaten away by termites and became hollow. After being washed by heavy rain for most of the day, they finally could not hold up and broke completely.

Although there is some weight reduction, the bad thing is that the broken cross-section presents irregular spikes.

The beam broke into pieces as it fell, becoming smaller sticks.

One of them, at an oblique angle, forcibly penetrated Wen Rushi's shoulder blade, causing her to faint from the pain.

Obviously, Wen Rushi couldn't hear Jiang Qiuchen's call and couldn't give her an answer.

The bright red blood seeped through the fibers of the cloth, and under the influence of the rain, the red blush was further enlarged.

Wen Rushi's already thin body looked even more fragile in the glaring red.

The situation was critical and Jiang Qiuchen did not dare to delay at all. After getting up, he quickly threw away the tiles covering Wen Rushi.

The irregular spikes on the front of the wooden stick were embedded in Wen Rushi's flesh. Jiang Qiuchen was afraid that any hasty movement would cause secondary damage to her injuries.

After taking the emergency situation into consideration, he stepped forward and carefully lifted her body up a little, forming a gentler arc.

"Rushi, I'm going to help you pull out the part that's embedded in your flesh. It's going to hurt, so you have to hold on!"

Then, holding the wooden stick in one hand, he quickly pulled it out with the other hand.

It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. Jiang Qiuchen moved quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, and the wooden stick was pulled out in one go. However, the intense pain caused by the friction caused the unconscious Wen Rushi's body to twitch violently.

His face was frighteningly pale, and beads of sweat mixed with the rain falling from the sky flowed along the curve of his neck and into his clothes.

The cold touch made Wen Rushi feel very uncomfortable and he shook his head unconsciously.

Jiang Qiuchen threw the wooden stick in his hand far away, then pulled down a piece of cloth to block the bleeding wound of Wen Rushi.

He supported himself with one hand as a relay point, helped Wen Rushi up, and almost half-carried him towards the corner.

Thanks to the stability of the triangle, the corner of the ruined temple can also provide them with temporary shelter from wind and rain.

The cool evening breeze blew in through the broken hole. Jiang Qiuchen shrank his neck and quickened his movements.

After taking a look at the surrounding environment, Jiang Qiuchen simply went behind the statue.

The statue is tall and blocks most of the wind and rain.

After putting Wen Rushi down against the wall, Jiang Qiuchen finally had time to wipe the rain off his face and shake off his strands of hair.

But she couldn't stop, so she turned out again, picked up the two tattered altars, pushed them behind the statue, and simply fenced off the other two sides.

The temple was quite large, and there was a lot of space behind the statue. Apart from the two of them, there was still a small space. They couldn't wear the clothes any more, and had to take them off and dry them over a fire. Otherwise, such cold and wet clothes would cling to their skin and would definitely make them sick.

Moreover, Wen Rushi still had injuries on his body, so he had to take off his clothes and treat his wounds. Otherwise, if he just soaked like this, his flesh would turn white after losing too much blood.

Jiang Qiuchen straightened up, looked around outside, and went out to pick up a pile of wood and hay that had not yet gotten wet.

After returning, he piled the fuel he had picked up together, reached under the backpack, took out a dry fire starter, and successfully started a fire.

The bright firelight cheered people up. Jiang Qiuchen did not dare to delay and quickly took off his outermost clothes and hung them aside to dry, leaving only his most fitted inner garment.

It's raining heavily outside now, and the temple has collapsed, so no one should come in.

If someone came to disturb her, she would find a way to deal with it. She couldn't let something that hadn't happened yet hinder her current steps.

After simply treating himself, Jiang Qiuchen turned around and helped Wen Rushi up. He stared at her wound for a few seconds, pursed his lips, and felt like crying.

If it wasn't for saving her, Wen Rushi wouldn't have to suffer this.

In order to treat the wound, she had to take off her clothes. After tonight, Wen Rushi's identity as a woman might not be able to be hidden any longer.

Jiang Qiuchen looked at Wen Rushi with a complicated expression and silently said sorry. No matter what, he should heal the wound first.

After making up his mind, Wen Rushi's clothes were quickly taken off and put aside to dry.

When taking off one side of her inner garment, Jiang Qiuchen saw the bra binder on Wen Rushi's chest, which was wrapped tightly in circles.

She didn't dare to look any longer, and quickly shifted her gaze away to the wound.

Jiang Qiuchen took a breath after seeing the bloody wound. The wound was very deep, with a few tiny pieces of sawdust mixed in the edges.

Jiang Qiuchen did not dare to be careless. He picked them out carefully one by one. After making sure that the wound was clean and tidy, he opened Tianyun Yaohua's medicine and poured a drop on it.

After the medicine was dripped in, the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the skin became smooth and shiny again, and Wen Rushi's frowning brows finally relaxed.

Jiang Qiuchen looked at the thin back, and with heartache he pulled up the clothes he had taken off and put them together.

After straightening the person, Jiang Qiucheng held Wen Rushi's clothes in his hands and moved closer to the fire. Given the limited conditions, it was natural to ensure that the patient could get dry clothes first.

After tossing it around for a while, Wen Rushi's outer robe was mostly dry, and her clothes were also quite dry. Jiang Qiuchen quickly covered her with the dried clothes and turned around to dry his own clothes.

In a daze, Wen Rushi opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches your eye is the dancing flames. The outermost halo glows orange, reminding you of the warm sun, the curling smoke, and the hot pancakes just out of the oven.

What the hell is this? Wen Rushi’s mind was in a mess, with many incoherent images flooding through his mind.

Then she tilted her head and saw Jiang Qiuchen who was warming himself by the fire.

It’s great that Miss Jiang is okay, Wen Rushi thought silently in his heart.

Finally, she looked down at herself, but when she saw her untied and disheveled clothes, her senses immediately returned and her eyes widened.