Chapter 770: Survival on a Deserted Island (I)

——An island!

Seeing the island with her own eyes, Cheng Ling felt more at ease.

She lay down on the tree trunk again and paddled towards the island.

The island gradually grew larger in her sight, and she was getting closer and closer to it. When she was still seven or eight meters away from the coastline, Cheng Ling abandoned the tree trunk and paddled directly with her hands.

When she reached a certain place, she stood up, stepped on the beach with difficulty, and waded towards the shore until she was out of the sea.

She walked up a few more steps until she reached a dry beach that was completely unwashed by the waves. The beach was covered with gravel, broken shells and rotten leaves. Cheng Ling picked a slightly clean piece of ground, lay on her back, and did not move for a long time.

"Huh——" Cheng Ling sighed with satisfaction.

Floating aimlessly on the sea is a great drain on people's physical and mental strength.

At this moment, there was solid ground under her, which gave Cheng Ling, who had been floating on the sea for a long time, an indescribable sense of solidity.

The more I lie down, the more tired I feel.

But it's not time to rest.

Such a strange island is lurking with unknown dangers. When the sun sets, the temperature drops and the visibility decreases. Some nocturnal animals will quietly come out to look for food, which is even more dangerous.

We must prepare early.

Cheng Ling gritted his teeth, supported his knees with his hands, and stood up slowly.

After resting for a while, I felt even more tired. My whole body was heavy. The wet clothes stuck to my body and were stained with a lot of sand. It was very uncomfortable.

Cheng Ling shook his clothes, twisted the corners of his clothes with his hands, and looked around the island-

This is a very primitive island, and there is no trace of human life at all. On the beach not far away, there are a few silly-looking long-legged birds, looking at me without fear of people.

Looking further away, that is-a coconut tree!

There are still a few coconuts!

Great!

Cheng Ling swallowed her saliva, her throat was burning. She first found a branch, cleaned a small piece of clean sand, turned out the things in her pocket, and placed them one by one on the sand, then walked towards the coconut tree.

There are three coconut trees here, with a total of eight coconuts hanging.

There are two coconuts on the ground, but Cheng Ling gave up - drinking stale coconuts might cause stomach upset.

She looked around, but didn't see any stones, so she simply hugged the tree and climbed up in a few steps. She pulled out the boning knife on the arm rope and cut off the connection between the coconut and the tree.

The coconut fell to the ground with a plop.

After Cheng Ling cut off the coconut again, she slid down the trunk.

She picked up the coconut on the ground and shook it. The coconut juice made a pleasant sound. Cheng Ling used a cone knife to poke a hole in the coconut, and then used a boning knife to make a larger hole next to it, put her mouth close to the large hole, and lifted the coconut.

The sweet and refreshing coconut juice soaked the dry throat that seemed to have been burned by fire, and all the cells in her body were clamoring for comfort.

In a short while, Cheng Ling drank a whole coconut.

She did not throw away the coconut that had been drunk clean, but bent down to pick up the unopened coconut and returned to the place where she placed her supplies.

She put down the coconut, picked up a few broken branches from the side, stuck them on the beach, covered them with stones, and found the fishing line among the supplies. She wrapped the fishing line around the branches to make a simple clothes drying rack. She took off all her clothes, wrung out the water, and hung the clothes on the fishing line.

Her clothes were all quick-drying. The temperature was very high at this time, and the sea breeze was warm. I believe that the clothes will be dry in a while.

The waterproof performance of the fresh-keeping bag is good. The lighter, the whole bag of white sugar and other supplies were not wet by the water. Cheng Ling took out the things, pressed the fresh-keeping bag with stones, and dried them.

Then, she sat on a cleaner fresh-keeping bag and began to untie her sneakers.

The sneakers were filled with seawater and sand, and the feet were swollen by the seawater. The shoes, which were originally one size larger than her feet, were a bit tight when she wore them.

"Hiss——" Cheng Ling took off one shoe. The wound was turned outward and turned white. It should be infected. It felt a little painful when the wind blew.

Cheng Ling poured out the sand and water in both shoes, found a large dry leaf, adjusted the angle of the shoe upside down, and let the water flow out slowly. Then she began to treat her injured foot.

There was a lot of sand in the wound. Cheng Ling first cleaned the sand around and inside the wound with her hands as much as possible, then took the coconut, opened it, picked the wound with one hand, grabbed the coconut with the other hand, and washed the wound with coconut juice.

When the wound was almost clean, she took the bag of unopened white sugar, tore a hole, and poured the white sugar evenly on the wound.

——White sugar has a certain bactericidal effect, which can promote a clean environment for the wound and kill some bacteria, which is conducive to the recovery of the wound and reduces the risk of infection.

In addition, white sugar has a hygroscopic effect, which can help remove dirt and prevent bacteria from entering the wound. It can also effectively inhibit inflammation, shrink blood vessels, avoid bleeding and swelling, reduce pain, and promote the regeneration and healing of new tissues.