Yuan Qingling adapted to the darkness, and the sudden light pierced her eyes. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to block her, and heard the sound of pouting knees. Her mother knelt on the ground, "Wang Hao, the old slave doesn't know good people," I blamed you, please help Brother Fire."
"Help me up!" Yuan Qingling slowly let go of her hand and said in a dumb voice.
His mother hurriedly put down the lantern and went to help Yuan Qingling. Seeing a pool of blood behind Yuan Qingling, she knew she was injured by a stick. She hesitated for a moment. She still hated this woman in her heart, but maybe Brother Huo said Is it true
"Princess, can you stand up?"
"Take my medicine box!" Yuan Qingling knew that his mother hated her so much, she was willing to kneel down and plead, probably because Brother Huo was in a bad condition, so she didn't care about being found in her medicine box.
"Yes, yes!" His mother walked over to take the medicine box and came back to help her.
Yuan Qingling took a step, and felt the pain in the back of her buttocks and legs. She was already sweating profusely and her teeth trembled when she walked out of the door.
"The princess..."
"Don't talk nonsense, go!" Yuan Qingling gritted her teeth, resisting the pain.
She thinks it is pure to save people, but now, brother Fire Fighting, she has more thoughts, and that is to save people's hearts. Only in this way can she live.
"No one can die."
Suddenly, I heard someone talking.
Yuan Qingling looked at her mother subconsciously. Her mother held a lantern in one hand and supported her with the other. She did not speak. Seeing Yuan Qingling looking at her, she wrinkled her forehead and quickly asked: "Wang Hao, Is it too painful to walk?"
The sound is different.
The mother's voice was old, but the voice just heard was immature, like a child's voice.
Yuan Qingling shook her head slowly, and heard some voices in her ears. This time, she didn't hear what it really was, only to distinguish the direction of the voice. It was a big tree in the yard.
Two birds fluttered from the tree, flapped their wings and flew high.
Is it the sound of birds? Hey, she was so confused that she thought it was someone talking.
When she came to the courtyard, Yuan Qingling had exhausted all her strength and her legs were trembling, but she couldn't even sit down and rest.
"You go out first!" Yuan Qingling said to his mother and Lu Ya.
His mother hesitated for a moment, but she still didn't quite believe Yuan Qingling.
"Old slave is here to help."
Yuan Qingling lowered her face, "Why do you treat it?"
Seeing that Brother Huo had burned unconsciously, the mother thought that he was going to die, and said: "Well, the old slave and the green shoots are guarding outside. If the princess needs it, just give it."
But I thought in my heart that if something happened to Brother Huo, he would fight her for this life.
Lu Ya still wanted to talk, and his mother had already taken her out.
Yuan Qing said: "Close the door and don't take a peek, otherwise I will not be responsible for what happened."
"Don't dare to peek." His mother said, closing the door.
Yuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief and slowly moved the medicine box over.
Reached out and touched Brother Huo's forehead, the temperature in his hand was at least forty degrees.
Yuan Qingling first gave him a fever-reducing medicine and then injected him.
She took apart the gauze from the wound, the wound was red and swollen, and there was something sticky on the top, like medicinal powder. She scraped it off and squeezed it. It was notoginseng powder.
The wound became inflamed and pus, and I even used Panax notoginseng powder for external application. How can I not continue to be infected and inflamed
Yuan Qingling couldn't help being angry, and the quack doctor harmed others.
She cleaned the wound for Brother Huo again, scraped off all the panax notoginseng powder mixed with blood and water, and then wrapped it with gauze.