Aisha felt sour in her heart. She stretched out her hand and pressed Dean's legs and hands straight, keeping him in a lying position. She decided to keep this ice cave. After her injury was completely healed, she would come back here and bring Dean's body back to the wall to be buried.
Looking at the thin frost covering Dean's body, she knew that it would not melt in a short time. This could also keep Dean's body frozen and avoid decay.
She took a deep look at him, from his eyebrows to his nose, to his lips, and then to his body. She wanted to remember this boy. From childhood to adulthood, except for the servants, he was the first person who was willing to die for her.
When she saw Dean's chest, she was slightly startled. Her eyes that were blurred by the fog could not help but narrow a little. The world in her sight instantly became colorful. Her eyes penetrated into Dean's chest armor and suddenly saw a red heat source, slightly expanding and beating. It was his heart!
She was stunned.
Not dead?
He was not dead?
Aisha's eyes widened slightly, and the size of her pupils suddenly returned. She saw that the frost armor on Dean's chest was gently beating in an extremely weak range, and the white frost mist on the armor was also slightly fluctuating. This clear scene made her startled. The next moment, she felt that the blood in her body was boiling, and a huge surprise and excitement gushed out!
She quickly squatted beside Dean and pressed her hand on his chest. Suddenly, she felt the surging beat, extremely powerful. This was not the heartbeat of a dying person, but more like a strong heartbeat after a strenuous exercise. The beating was so large that the armor on his body was undulating!
She was a little surprised. Previously, Dean was lying on his stomach, so she didn't notice it. What she didn't expect was that the carotid artery was not beating, but the heart was still beating so strongly. This was simply against her common sense.
However, since the heart was beating, it could prove that Dean was still alive!
She immediately picked up Dean's body and put him on the ground next to her. The Frozen Disease was most afraid of cold. Previously, she thought that Dean was dead, so she put his body on the ice for storage. Naturally, she could not let him continue to lie on the ice. Otherwise, he would be completely frozen to death even if he did not die.
After Dean was lying on the ground, she pushed the ice bed to the other side, as far away as possible. Then she rubbed her hands to let her palms heat up as soon as possible. After the palms were hot, she immediately reached out and pressed on Dean's heart, letting his heart drive the blood flow of the whole body to restore his body temperature as soon as possible.
Her warm palms were pressed against Dean's chest, but it didn't take long for them to feel cold. She immediately lifted her palms, continued to knead, and then pressed them against his chest again. After several hours of continuous movements, her physical strength was finally exhausted, and the wound on her back was also a little painful.
Only then did she remember that she woke up because she was hungry, which meant that she had been in a coma for a period of time, maybe a few days. After all, the food in her stomach would not be so easily starved to this extent.
Her eyes swept around and suddenly saw a pile of things on the ground. There was a white crystal stone. She recognized it as saltpeter. Next to it were some high-temperature compressed food ingredients. She immediately opened two bags and stuffed them into her mouth. While chewing and swallowing, she rubbed her hands together and returned to Dean. She rubbed her palms together and continued to press them on his body.
Under continuous efforts, the frost on Dean's chest had subsided.
Her hands touched Dean's forehead and cheeks. The head was the most critical place besides the heart. Dean would wake up only when the temperature of the head was restored.
Her white hands rubbed back and forth on Dean's cheeks. Unlike his beating heart, the temperature on Dean's cheeks was extremely low. It was cold to the touch, far colder than ice.
Although ice was already the coldest thing in her concept.
Under continuous rubbing, the frost on Dean's face was removed, but his skin was still hard and extremely cold. From time to time, she raised her hands to breathe, trying to raise the temperature of her palms, but as soon as her palms touched Dean's face, her palms instantly became cold as if they had turned into a block of ice.
She suddenly thought of a way to melt the ice. Undoubtedly, the way to melt the ice was to heat it up, but if she could not heat it up, watering it with water would also melt the ice quickly. At least the effect would be better than her current rubbing.
She could not help but look back at the frozen water. With her thermal vision, she suddenly saw a seven or eight-meter-long heat source swimming not far away. It should be an underwater monster.
"Once the ice is broken, it will be alarmed. I have to find a way to kill it first..." Aisha's eyes flickered slightly. In her current state, it would be a little difficult to kill this monster underwater, but it was not impossible. What worried her was that once she went into the water, the wound would be infected by the water. If the wound was torn again and blood flowed out, she did not know what other monsters would be attracted. At that time, it would be even more difficult to deal with.
Her eyes turned, and suddenly she thought of something. Her eyes brightened. She opened her waist bag and took out a small bottle. She poured out a dark red pill, put it in her mouth, chewed it gently, and spat it out after chewing it.
She gently opened Dean's mouth, poured the broken pill in her palm into Dean's mouth, and then stroked his throat to help him swallow it.
After a while, she opened Dean's mouth again, only to see that the pill was still in his mouth, and it was frozen together.
She was startled and a little distressed. If Dean could not swallow the pill, her method could not be implemented.
Seeing the frost slowly seeping out of Dean's face, she knew that she could not continue to delay. She took out another bottle from her waist bag. This was a bottle of poison powder. The pill that Dean had taken before was a special antidote for this poison. She was going to sprinkle the poison powder into the water and soak Dean in it. In this way, the monster would be afraid of the poison powder and would not dare to approach.
But at present, this method obviously would not work.
She picked up the dagger on the ground and came to the frozen water. She gently cut a hole with the dagger, opened the bottle, and sprinkled the poison powder.
The underwater monster heard the sound of the ice being cut, and immediately swam over quickly. In the blink of an eye, it appeared fifty meters away. At this time, the poison powder fell into the water and immediately drifted away with the surge of the water.
The underwater monster did not feel anything and still swam quickly.
Seeing this, Aisha held the dagger and lurked next to the ice.
Whoosh!
The underwater monster came under the ice in the blink of an eye, and its ferocious body swept under the ice. It suddenly turned around in the water, turned back, and raised its head to hit the ice.
A cold light flashed in Aisha's eyes. She fearlessly raised the dagger and stabbed at the head of the monster that hit the ice. Puff! The dagger instantly penetrated the monster's head. The ice was broken at the same time.
Aisha did not care about affecting the injury. Her arm suddenly exerted force, and the dagger quickly pulled out, and then quickly stabbed again. In less than half a second, she stabbed three times in a row, each time to a different position, forming a triangular wound. When the last knife stabbed, she shook her wrist and suddenly pried it up. With a click, the flesh in the middle of the triangular wound suddenly flew up.
Roar!
The hideous mouth of the underwater monster issued a painful roar, and its body suddenly twisted, wanting to shrink back into the water.
Aisha's arm suddenly straightened, and the dagger slashed from bottom to top. With the strength of the body of the underwater monster that shrank down, blood instantly bloomed and splashed on the broken ice.
The monster shrank back into the water, splashing a meter high wave on the surface of the water. A lot of blood quickly gushed out from the water, dyeing the water red.
After a while, the head of the underwater monster emerged from the water again, soaking in the bright red water. The cuticle on the top of its head was incomparably dark, like a piece of withered bark.
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