"Little bastard, hold on, you'll be fine." Nolan regretted very much why he didn't get the phone so he could ask for help.

Lu Zhen killed six famous North African mercenaries.

There was a group of people in the forest, and he wondered if they would come if they heard the gunshots. He also prayed that they would not hear the gunshots.

Nolan carried Lu Zhen on his back and walked forward for more than an hour. He found a wooden house that looked like a place where hunters used to live. It was already very dilapidated. He put Lu Zhen down and picked up some firewood from the surroundings.

He lit a fire, installed infrared warning lines around the wooden house, then closed the door and put the warning instrument aside.

There was no water source nearby, so Nolan tore up Lu Zhen's training uniform. His training uniform was dripping with blood. He originally thought it was just a gunshot wound on his arm, but he didn't expect such a large piece of flesh to be cut out of his thigh.

He looked frightened.

Lu Zhen's face turned black and purple. He was obviously poisoned. He could also guess that Lu Zhen must have been bitten by poison. In desperation, he dug out the piece of flesh to prevent the spread of poisonous blood. He dug deeply and the wound was terrifying.

Nolan thought of Lu Zhen's special blood, which could resist drugs. He wondered if it could resist such natural toxins.

He didn't have time to think about dealing with Lu Zhen's gunshot wounds. Nolan took off his shirt and brought over alcohol cotton and a knife. Fortunately, the mercenary equipment had these things, and Lu Zhen only had two gunshot wounds.

One is a stray bullet, which has a lot of blood and is not serious. The other is a bullet that hit the body and needs to be taken out in time.

Nolan was not very good at dealing with wounds, but he had learned basic care. After a while, he helped Lu Zhen take out the bullet and bandage it. He also gave Lu Zhen an anti-inflammatory injection. The forest was very humid and poisonous.

Very susceptible to infection and inflammation.

These wounds are not the most fatal.

Nolan did have some knowledge about herbal medicine, but it was dark. Walking around in the jungle was undoubtedly courting death. This was the deepest part of the jungle. He almost died in the jungle in the previous two nights.

And if he was found by other mercenaries when he walked away, Lu Zhen would be dead.

Nolan used the only medicine he had to treat Lu Zhen's wounds, and hunted a wild boar nearby. It was not a very big wild boar. There was no water to clean it, and the smell of blood was very strong. Nolan treated the wild boar outside and cut the meat.

All of them were cut off, and there were still some internal organs. Fortunately for him, he found a water tank around the house. The water was not very clear, but it had no smell.

Nolan tested the toxicity and found it was not toxic.

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He used it to clean the internal organs and some meat. He was very economical and didn't wash it after washing it once.

Lu Zhen needs to eat something to replenish his body.

Nolan didn't want to use the water to make soup, so he divided two cans and used the water in the equipment to cook pork liver soup and boil the bones for Lu Zhen. He used the water outside to boil some broth and drank it simply.

There is only salt in the preparation, which is enough. This kind of natural wild boar is rare, Nolan thought in amusement.

Lu Zhen had been sweating and his face was always purple, but it seemed to be lighter. Nolan didn't know if it was his imagination. There was no antidote in the equipment. He just hoped that Lu Zhen could survive it on his own.
Chapter completed!