"What should we do?" The coachman was also running around anxiously.
Let's carry them to the car first. Shen Bingning shrugged her shoulders. What else can she do? She can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Anyway, they are all saved. Whether they survive or not depends on the fate of this person. .
The coachman volunteered to carry the person into the carriage. Suddenly, the carriage, which had some space, seemed to become cramped.
Shen Bingning continued to sit in her seat, and now she had no intention of drawing. She raised her face and wondered why Shen Shuang wanted to save a stranger.
"Shuangshuang, do you know him?"
"No," Shen Shuang wiped the man's face with his own handkerchief.
"Then why do you want to save me?" Shen Bingning is very strange. Her temperament does not seem like someone who likes to meddle in other people's business.
"Why did you save me in the first place?" Shen Shuang asked her.
"Save him when he sees it," Shen Bingning blinked. She thought that if it were anyone else, if they saw someone diving to their death, they would stop him.
"Me too," Shen Shuang sat up and looked at the man in the carriage calmly, "Without you, I might be even worse off than she is now."
"It's not miserable, you're dead," Shen Bingning shook the eyebrow pencil in her hand, "You've become a water ghost."
Shen Shuang pursed her red lips and heard the man keep shouting for water, water, water, but they didn't give him any water. There was really not even a sip of water.
"Sorry," Shen Bingning was very embarrassed, "I didn't know. If I had known, I wouldn't have drank."
"It's none of your business," Shen Shuang lowered his head and looked at the embarrassed face of the man in front of him, as if he saw himself at that time. Was she the same at that time?
"Water," the man murmured again, his lips were so dry that the skin was peeling, there were cuts, and blood was oozing from them.
"It's no use if you keep shouting." It's no use shouting at the top of his lungs. Shen Bingning was lying on the table, also annoyed. Even if the carriage drove again, it would be impossible to reach the town now. This time The road was in the wilderness, and there was no one's house. Where could he find water?
Shen Shuang's red lips pursed even tighter, and she slowly pulled out a hairpin from her head.
"Shuangshuang, no," Shen Bingning suddenly started, "He's not dead yet. You don't need to give him a happy life."
As a result, before she finished her words, Shen Shuang saw Shen Shuang taking a cup, and the hairpin in his hand was pricked into his wrist hard. Time seemed to have stopped because of this sound.
"Oh my god," Shen Bingning rubbed her eyes, "Shuangshuang, you are too cruel."
But Shen Shuang didn't even blink, and allowed his blood to flow into the small cup. After a while, half of the cup was gone.
Shen Bingning was already very good at this kind of thing. She remembered that when she and Rong Xiaoyu were locked up together, she was not responsible for any of the injuries on Rong Xiaoyu's body.
She quickly tore her clothes, found a piece of cloth, and helped Shen Shuang bandage the wound.
"My clothes have just been washed, they are very clean, and the wounds will not be infected. I will be sure to apply medicine when I get to town," she said while carrying her bag, "I have never seen you like this before." Women, even if you want to pierce it, you can't pierce it so hard. You have to protect your body. Didn't you ancient people say that the body's hair and skin are influenced by your parents? Just pierce it anyway. What if it leaves a scar? "
Finally, she tied it into a bow, clapped her hands, and it was done.