Hearing Caroline's question, the old woman was a little anxious. "What do you know? This is an art that has been passed down from generation to generation. It has a history of thousands of years. It's more powerful than you think."
After saying that, she glanced at Caroline's wounds and clicked her tongue. "With the few holes on your body, if you don't stop the bleeding in time, you will lose your life."
Caroline was aware of this. After fighting with the wolf, she could clearly feel that her physical strength was declining rapidly, and her heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.
But now that she was in the jungle, there was no way for anyone to treat her bleeding. So Caroline decided to take off her coat, cut it into thin strips, and bandage the wound tightly. This would slow down the blood loss to a certain extent.
