The Second Idiot was right. There was indeed a family living at the foot of the mountain. Originally, this family was not willing to take in people because of the war. However, because the Second Idiot once rescued this farmer, we were able to see him now. The benefactor naturally wanted to invite him in and entertain him.
Since Er Fool had difficulty speaking, Jing Che told the farmers their needs. The farmers listened to his words and generously gave up a room. Knowing that Er Fool wanted to save people, they did not dare to delay and took the initiative to go there. Help boil water.
"Take off the child's clothes." The second idiot saw that the child in Shu Nuan's arms was still tightly wrapped, and couldn't help but remind him, "It's not breathable."
After hearing this, Shu Nuan nodded and took off the cloak draped around Qingzhi.
Jing Che stood up and said, "I'll go outside to help first. If you need anything, call me."
Not long after, the bathtub in the room was quickly filled with hot water.
Under the guidance of Er Fool, Shu Nuan carefully put Qingzhi into the steaming tub.
The second idiot put the selected herbs into the tub, took out the needle pack from the bag, opened the needle pack, took out the silver needles and roasted them one by one on the candlelight, and then told Shu Nuan : "Press her hand. It will hurt."
Shu Nuan nodded and held the young and childish hand soaked in the potion. Then, she saw Er Fool pricking her own finger with a silver needle until the end of the silver needle was stained with blood. Using acupuncture, he slowly pushed the needle into the acupuncture point on Qingzhi's shoulder. The moment the needle penetrated, Qingzhi opened his mouth slightly in pain and let out a cry. The sound was very small, and Shunuan subconsciously tightened his grip. The little guy's hand.
Next, the second fool used the same method, first using a silver needle to soak the blood, and then giving Qingzhi acupuncture.
Every time a silver needle pierced Qingzhi's skin, Qingzhi screamed in pain. After a while, several silver needles were pierced into the acupuncture points on Qingzhi's shoulders and back.
Where the silver needle was pierced, the skin would become red and swollen, and it would hurt just to look at it.
She didn't know how her young child could endure such pain, and she resented that the person who endured such pain was not herself.
And why should a four-year-old child bear this pain...
"It won't be long. It hurts. Don't be sad." The second fool saw Shunuan's eyes turning red and comforted her in a low voice.
Shu Nuan nodded, holding the little guy's soft little hand in his hand, and said softly: "Thank you."
The second fool looked at her, blinked his eyes, quickly lowered his head, and whispered: "You go out first."
"I can help look after Qingzhi."
"No, you go out first." The second idiot put the needle bag away, then raised his head and said to her, "I'll call you later."
Shu Nuan didn't know why Er Fool asked her to go out, but in order for Qing Zhi to get through this difficulty safely, Shu Nuan still reluctantly let go of Qing Zhi's hand, nodded, stood up, and He couldn't bear to look at the little guy who was still soaked in the medicinal bath, and whispered: "If you want my help, you must call me, I will guard outside."
"Okay, okay." The second idiot also nodded.
After Shu Nuan went out, she sighed and took out the dagger again from her robe. This time, she scratched the palm of her hand. The second fool could feel that the little guy soaking in the medicinal bath was more serious than the poison in Jing Che. It's much more than a few drops of blood can detoxify.