Judging by the time, the previous group had already been here for about three or four days. Judging from Sister Wen Jing's emaciated state, she had gone at least three or four days without food or water. Up close, they could even smell a foul odor coming from her. It seemed she had relieved herself while unconscious during those three or four days.
Mo Li took out his canteen, unscrewed the cap, and brought it to Wen Jing's lips. He only wanted to see whether Wen Jing could drink water. Unexpectedly, everything went quite smoothly. After the water was poured into her mouth, Wen Jing actually swallowed it. It seemed that although she had lost consciousness, her biological instincts still remained.
After drinking some water, Wen Jing's complexion improved somewhat, but she was still extremely weak. Her body swayed constantly as she walked slowly, looking as though she could collapse at any moment. Mo Li put away the canteen and took out a piece of Compressed Biscuits. After breaking it into small pieces, he stuffed them into Wen Jing's mouth. Wen Jing was able to chew and swallow them instinctively as well. Seeing this, both Wei Dengke and Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she could eat and drink, she at least wouldn't die.
They had been comrades who had faced life and death together, and Mo Li couldn't bear to watch Wen Jing looking so lost and vacant. He wanted to awaken her, but just as he grabbed Wen Jing's shoulders and prepared to shake her, Wei Dengke stopped him from the side. "You'd better not do that."
"Why?" Mo Li turned to Wei Dengke and asked, his face full of confusion.
"If that tree really can pull out souls, then Sister Wen Jing is