144: Chapter 144 It's not necessarily that Wang Lan wants to kill you.

Lin Fan leaned against the rock wall. Instead of taking Su Qingxue's words, he said, "This isn't the company, and it's not somewhere you can just say you're firing someone and make them get lost."

"Even less is this like the apocalyptic worlds in novels, where humans are the biggest unknown."

"The biggest dangers here, besides people, are the monsters deep in the forest."

"If all of them are completely cleared out, then there won't be anyone to help me deal with those monsters, and I can't stand alone."

"We have to wait for a suitable opportunity."

"Deal with them cleanly and neatly, making everyone think it's an accident."

Su Qingxue fell silent for a few seconds and nodded.

Lin Fan glanced at her and suddenly laughed.

That smile wasn't very proper.

The moment Su Qingxue saw this expression of his, her brows furrowed first.

"What do you want to say again?"

Lin Fan placed the handful of medicinal leaves on the stone slab and said leisurely, "It might not necessarily be Wang Lan who wants you dead."

Su Qingxue's face went cold.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Fan raised his chin slightly, gesturing toward Song Ya outside.

"Is there a possibility that Song Ya is jealous?"

Su Qingxue was stunned for a moment.

Then her expression sank.

"Lin Fan, are you sick in the head?"

Lin Fan analyzed with a straight face, "Think about it. Over this past month and more, you've been seducing me every day. Song Ya usually doesn't fight or compete, what if she's been holding it in inside?"

Su Qingxue was almost angry enough to laugh.

This man really knew how to steer serious matters in an improper direction.

Just a moment ago she was talking about life and death.

And he had already started talking nonsense about women being jealous.

Looking at him, Su Qingxue's tone recovered a bit of her coldness as a CEO. "Don't act innocent after profiting from it."

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow. "What kind of talk is that? What advantage have I taken?"

Su Qingxue stared at him. "Then that's great, don't ever touch me again in the future, I couldn't wish for anything more."

Lin Fan let out a chuckle.

"President Su is sounding more and more like a human lately."

Su Qingxue's face darkened.

"Did you think I wasn't human before?"

"Before, you were like a refrigerator that could sign documents."

Lin Fan said it very earnestly.

"An imported one at that, expensive, but not useful."

Su Qingxue was choked with anger in her chest.

If it were back at Shengtang Group, anyone who dared to speak to her like that would be packing their things and getting lost the next day.

But now they were on a Deserted Island.

She couldn't get lost.

And this man wouldn't get lost either.

What was even more absurd was that she had actually gotten used to this kind of dialogue.

Su Qingxue sat on the mattress and said coldly, "Lin Fan, you'd better pray you never go back."

"What can you do if we go back?"

Lin Fan bent over, preparing to grind the medicine.

"Block me? Sue me? Or hold a board meeting to discuss how to deal with an intern making 3,500 yuan?"

Su Qingxue pressed her lips together.

If they could really go back, would she really kill Lin Fan?

Or treat everything on the island as if it never happened, with Lin Fan acting as a beast of burden while she continued being the CEO?

Lin Fan spat a few mouthfuls of saliva and began grinding the medicine.

He took a look and felt it was too dry, the plant juice hadn't come out at all.

If this thing wasn't made into a paste, once applied to the wound and blown by the wind, it would flake off and be completely useless.

Lin Fan turned his head, cleared his throat, and with a few "spit, spit" sounds, spat a mouthful of saliva directly onto his hand.

Su Qingxue was already breaking out in cold sweat from the pain and was recovering while leaning against the cushion.

When she raised her head, she happened to see this whole set of actions completely.

Her stomach churned violently, and acid directly rose up.

"What are you doing?" Su Qingxue retreated half an inch in disgust.

"Eyes grow on your head?" Lin Fan didn't raise his head, his hands still continuously rubbing, "Making medicine."

"You spat saliva inside it!" Su Qingxue's voice rose by an octave. That CEO germaphobia, long immersed in disinfectant and high-end perfume, reached its breaking point at this moment. "Do you know how dirty that is?"

"Dirty?" Lin Fan stopped his movements. "On this island, even drinking a clean sip of water requires risking your life. You expect me to open a bottle of Evian to wash your wound? Saliva has amylase, it sterilizes. This is called a folk remedy, don't you understand wild survival?"

Su Qingxue forcefully suppressed her physiological nausea, "That's superstition! There are hundreds of types of bacteria in a human's mouth. Are you trying to make me have my limbs amputated by applying this stuff to a broken skin wound?"

"I'd rather die of pain than ever use this disgusting thing of yours."

"Fine then." He spread his hands. "No saliva? Then I'll change the recipe. The older generation says urine has the best anti-inflammatory effect. Just wait, I'll go to the corner and get you some fresh warm stuff."

Su Qingxue's face turned green.

She had no doubt that this beast Lin Fan would actually do it.

In these desolate mountains and wild ridges, this man had long since stripped away the face of civilized society and trampled it into rags.

"Don't come over." Her voice was tight.

Lin Fan ignored her resistance, carried that small stone slab over, and stopped in front of her.

"Take off your pants."

"I'll do it myself." Su Qingxue reached out, wanting to take the medicine.

Lin Fan didn't hand it over. "Take it off yourself, or should I tear it off? Think carefully, if I tear it, and it rips, from now on you'll only be able to drill through the forest with both legs bare."

Su Qingxue clenched her back teeth, staring dead at the puddle of green mud in his hand.

That pungent, spicy smell mixed with the scent of saliva drilled into her nose, extremely challenging her nerves.

Yet the excruciating pain on her knees kept surging upward in waves, hurting so much that the gaps in her bones were twitching.

When it came to things like compromise, once there was a first time, it became much easier afterwards.

She stood up, lowered her head, and her fingers felt the grass rope knot tied around her waist, untying it.

The jeans, which were a size too large, were already loose and baggy. Once the button was undone, they slid down along her smooth skin to the root of her thighs.

Lin Fan's gaze fell down, not looking at the legs.

He had already seen through the legs long ago; what he was looking at was the knee.

It was injured very badly.

The entire piece of flesh was swollen high, like a rising dough bun.

The subcutaneous bruising had evolved from cyan-purple to purplish-black.

"Bear with it a bit."

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Su Qingxue to fully prepare herself mentally, that palmful of green mud was directly slapped onto the purplish-black knee.

Then, he pressed down heavily and began to massage.

"Uh... Ah...!"

A short and shrill scream tore out from Su Qingxue's throat.

She hadn't guarded against this kind of force at all, and the whole person shrank back violently from the pain.

Her right leg wanted to kick out, but her ankle was grabbed and clamped tightly by Lin Fan's left hand.

"What are you dodging for?" Lin Fan exerted force with his fingers, pinching her shinbone, while his right palm pressed against the medicinal mud.

Pain.

Pain that pierced the heart and carved the bones.

The subcutaneous bruising was forcibly pushed and squeezed by external force, and that sensation of flesh being torn rushed straight to the top of her head along the nerves.

Su Qingxue's vision went dark for a moment, and she panted heavily, her hands clawing desperately into the cushion beneath her.

"Ah... lighter... lighter..." Her voice was completely shattered, carrying an uncontrollable trembling tone.

Lin Fan's hand strength didn't decrease by half.

"Bear with it, it will be fine soon..."

His palm temperature was very high, coupled with that pungent plant juice encountering damaged skin; at first it was ice-cold, but in an instant it turned into a burning, fiery stinging pain.

The two tactile sensations overlapped, coupled with the merciless grinding and rubbing.

Su Qingxue couldn't hold on.

No matter how strong-willed she usually was, this body ultimately hadn't suffered this kind of barbaric torment.

"Ah... it hurts... Lin Fan, take it away... I can't take it anymore..."

Her tears directly sprayed out, rolling down her cheeks, and her right leg struggled violently in Lin Fan's hands.

The nerves of the knee pulled at the muscles of the thigh and calf, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably on the cushion.

These few shouts, because of extreme pain, had their ending tones drawn out very long, and coupled with her tight throat, the sound that came out was soft, out of tune, and carried an indescribable, sticky feeling.

The cave naturally gathered sound.

Outside the partition.

Song Ya stared intently inside...