The reborn sweet wife counterattacks

Chapter 801

Then, the hairs on the bird's body were pulled out one by one, and the bird's abdomen was cut open with a scalpel.

Even the bird's intestines are carefully cut open and cleaned.

The whole bird carcass was cut into pieces, and during the cutting process, half a bottle of bird blood was collected with a medicine bottle.

Bai Qinghao did all of this.

Sure enough, it is much better to have a husband to serve.

The two of them were reluctant to drink half a bottle of bird blood, so they kept it for now.

Fang Xinxin picked up a piece of raw bird meat, put it in his mouth and took a bite, then spat it out in disgust, "Bah, bah, it's so unpalatable!"

Bai Qinghao glanced at her beautiful face distressedly, "The sun is strong, and the sea is also very windy. When it dries up, you can drink more."

"Yeah." She could only wait for the bird meat to dry before eating.

Then, the two survived for another two days on the flesh and blood of the seagull and the little dew they collected every morning.

In the middle of the night on the ninth day, the two people floating on the sea felt gusts of wind blowing, and the waves turned over and over again, knocking them into the sea continuously.

Relying on the lifejackets, the two stubbornly emerged from the water again.

The damp air made Bai Qinghao and Fang Xinxin's eyes full of anticipation. Judging from the situation, it was going to rain.

Sure enough, after another half an hour, it began to rain heavily on the sea.

Excitedly, the two kept looking up to the sky and opening their mouths to drink the rainwater. They used their hands to hold the rainwater and drank the rainwater. They drank to their fullest.

Finally, there is no shortage of water for the time being.

After the two of them couldn't drink the rainwater, Bai Qinghao made a decisive decision and threw away almost everything in the medicine box.

His injury is almost healed, and he needs a vessel to hold rainwater.

A few antipyretics and some medicine powder for knife sores were packed in a plastic bag smaller than a palm.

An alcohol bottle was emptied, rinsed with rainwater, and a bottle of rainwater was filled.

Two more empty medicine bottles were also filled with rainwater.

The largest container is a plastic medicine box, which can hold ten liters of water when opened.

After doing a good job of storing water, I can live on this water for a few days.

The medicine box is floating on the sea anyway, so there is no need to take care of it.Even the three water bottles, including the alcohol bottle, have lids.

Fang Xinxin tore part of the hem of Bai Qinghao's shirt, made it into strips, and tied three bottles to the medicine box.

Two, the stored water will not become a burden for the two.

After the water was stored, the god damn God seemed to be joking with them, and it rained all day and all night.

The rain was pouring all over the sky, and it hit the two people's heads, eyes, and faces, which really hurt a little, making them unable to open their eyes.

From time to time, Bai Qinghao stretched out his hand to protect his wife from the rain, but unfortunately, it was all in vain.

It rained heavily, and the waves kept churning. Sometimes a big wave pushed the two of them tens of meters away, and sometimes a big wave hit the sky high, lifting the two to a height of 30 to [-] meters.

The two could only hug each other tightly with all their strength, vowing not to separate.

Otherwise, in this situation, if it is washed away by the waves, it can easily be washed away for hundreds of meters.

Soaking in the sea for too long, barely surviving, the two have already lost their strength, and there is absolutely no way to swim to each other's side again.

The non-stop rain prevented even half a bird from flying in the sky.

Even when the rain stopped for a while, there were seagulls flying by, and the distance was too far for the two of them to shoot down.

The sky cleared up again, and the two had been hungry for three days without eating.

This time, it wasn't that he almost died of thirst, but that he was starving to death.

I can only drink a little rainwater stored in the container to satisfy my hunger.

Just when the two were starving, an island appeared in the distance.

　PS: The manuscript can basically be finalized by the end of this month, and the word count of the book is planned to be about 100 million, which is very likely to be less than.Thank you to everyone who supports Anan.

　　
　
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