: 345 Treatment

"Yu Xin"
When those who watched the fun gradually dissipated, Xiao Wenhui's eyes shifted to Xiao Yuxin's body. She hesitated for a moment, and yelled tentatively, a dream-like expression on her face, and her body was crumbling, as if it was just that. The tossing has exhausted all her strength to read the full text.
"My aunt, it's me"
Xiao Yuxin quickly took hold of Xiao Wenhui’s arm from the other side, and some sad young aunts were six years younger than their fathers, and they were always radiant, but now they describe the withered as one, with a frown on the eyebrow. The knife-like lines and hair are already gray, and it seems to be a few years older than his father.
"Good boy, I'm not dreaming. Why are you here, your parents and your grandma and grandpa?" Xiao Wenhui calmed down and suddenly asked Xiao Yuxin's arm.
"Auntie, don't worry, they are very good, they are all safe and healthy."
Xiao Yuxin made a glance at Li Sushi and asked Yawen and others to wait outside and helped Xiao Wenhui walk toward the shack: "I heard that my uncle was injured"
"Yeah, it's been three months since I was injured during the retreat. People are always unconscious and can only eat liquid to maintain. I'm afraid." Xiao Wenhui's already cloudy eyes burst into tears again.
"Aunt, don't worry, let me check with my uncle first." Xiao Yuxin comforted.
"Hey, my aunt has forgotten my niece, but the granddaughter of Yan Shenyi." Xiao Wenhui's face immediately appeared hopeful. She may not really believe that Xiao Yuxin will inherit all of Yan Nantian's medical skills, but now at least she has new hope.
The place where the younger aunt's family lives is a simple shack built of abandoned plywood and some other things. The house is filled with a pungent smell. She can't imagine how the aunt who always has a clean taste can survive in this environment. of.
The face of the shack is not large, only a dozen square meters, and the inside is dark. You can see the figure clearly only by the light from the outside. There are many messes on the ground. There are two temporary beds made of wooden boards and broken bricks. Xiao Yuxin came to his uncle Li Yuanshan’s bed comrade, and a strange smell came out of him. The one-meter-eight-five-meter-sized man was now skinny and skinny. If it wasn’t for weak breathing, Xiao Yuxin almost thought That was a dead person.
Without careful inspection, Li Yuanshan has only a narrow wound on his shoulder, which has begun to rot. Fortunately, he took good care of it. No maggots were born. More strikingly, this wound is purple. I don't know what kind of biological injury, but Xiao Yuxin checked it a little, and was sure that it was hurt by a kind of energy with negative energy similar to magic energy.
Generally speaking, by this kind of energy damage, most people die long ago. But strangely, in Li Yuanshan's body. There is another energy to fight against this negative energy, but now this energy from Li Yuanshan's body has been extremely weak. It can be said that if this energy completely disappears, then Li Yuanshan will probably die immediately.
"I don't know what the reason is, my uncle became an awakening soldier, if not. I'm afraid it will die long ago." Xiao Yuxin is now relieved. Based on this, as long as the negative energy is eliminated, Li Yuanshan will soon recover .
"Yu Xin, how is your uncle?" Xiao Wenhui was full of hope. Asked with some fear.
Xiao Yuxin smiled on her face: "Auntie, you can rest assured. Uncle's injury is no problem, you can do it right away
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wake up. "Looking, she exposed Li Yuanshan's wound and cast a soft green light of Chun Linshu on Li Yuanshan's wound. They permeated Li Yuanshan's skin, and the shocking purple on the wound gradually disappeared. The carrion on the wound gradually peeled off and healed gradually.
"Wow, it's amazing, sister, you are also an awakening warrior," Li Wenhao exclaimed beside him.
"Hush don't yell" Li Sushi glared at him, but all three eyes showed a little curiosity.
"That's right."
Xiao Yuxin responded vaguely, then took out the silver needle and pierced Li Yuanshan several times in a row: "My aunt, my uncle's injury is basically healed. In order to strengthen the effect of treatment, it is better to let him sleep for another hour."
Xiao Wenhui and others quickly nodded and said that although Li Yuanshan still has his eyes closed, the look on his face has become calm, there is no more painful feeling, the breathing has been stable, and most importantly, the scary wound has been Healed.
Xiao Yuxin looked around again and asked, "Auntie, there is a cooking stove at home."
Xiao Wenhui smiled bitterly: "There is nowhere to go. When I first came, I still had Mi Ke to cook. Now I go to the government rescue department to get a standard meal. I can't use it anymore."
"Auntie, find out the pot first. I'll find a way to cook some porridge for my uncle. When we recover our strength, we will live elsewhere." Then, she got up and walked out of the shack.
"Hey" Xiao Wenhui yelled in the back, seeing that she had gone out, had to find it in the mess of things.
This is a veritable slum, at least the living environment reflects this, and the people who live here are all yellow, not only malnourished, but the most terrible is the extreme mental state of fatigue, as if it has become a walking dead.
The arrival of Xiao Yuxin and others seemed to bring some anger to this backwater slum. The shack neighbors of the Aunt's family were surprised and curious. They looked at Xiao Yuxin and their party in a distant place. When their eyes met, these Again, like a frightened rabbit, he quickly lowered his head and pretended to be doing something.
Xiao Yuxin took out a bucket of water and some rice in an extremely concealed motion. The shack was too small. She asked Yamin and others to go back first and then drove the car over to pick someone up.
After Yamin and others left, Xiao Yuxin walked into the shack with rice: "Cousin, cook some porridge for your uncle, and we will move to the hotel after a while."
"How expensive is the hotel? Your uncle is ill, and I can rest assured. There is nothing uncomfortable to live here. How about your friends?"
Her husband got well, and Xiao Wenhui's mental state gradually recovered. She asked while cleaning up the stove outside the shack.
"I told them to drive back to the hotel."
Xiao Yuxin answered in the room.
"Sister Xiao, where did you get the rice from? It's really good." Several women didn't know whether they came to the neighborhood intentionally or unintentionally.
"My niece came to give it." Xiao Wenhui replied somewhat proudly.
"The niece is the girl who slapped that guy's slap in the face just now. You niece is really fierce enough." I don't know who said it.
Xiao Wenhui was uncomfortable, but defended her niece: "My niece is the most jealous, and not only did she give my family Su Shi a breath, but he also cured Lao Li's injuries"
"True and false so many doctors can't cure
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The sickness cured a little girl and went to see. "When the gossip spirit has its breeding environment, a few women will come in noisy.
Outside, Xiao Wenhui hurriedly stopped: "Hey~ now it's not possible. Lao Li just fell asleep. How many of you went in, he was awakened again, and you will see him when he gets up."
"Hey, well, we don't bother."
"Congratulations, Sister Xiao, I finally came here to do my best."
"This meter is really good"
The voice gradually dissipated, and outside Xiao Wenhui began to stir up the porridge.
"These people are like this. Speaking of the time when my dad was injured, many of them have helped my family, but now this condition, everyone can't help." Li Sushi sighed.
Next to Li Wenhao suddenly said: "Sister cousin, we really want to move"
"Of course you have to move. You are here. In case there is a headache and brain fever again, I can't always come from Xianghai City every time," Xiao Yuxin said jokingly.
"Yu Xin, I heard that the zombies outside have evolved, and the mutants are also very powerful. The troops have suffered a few losses when they went out. Wouldn't it be dangerous for us to move this long distance?" Li Sushi said worriedly~www.mtlnovel .com~ Even if it is dangerous, it is better than eating here and waiting for death" next to Li Wenhao shouted.
"Whisper"
Xiao Yuxin and Li Sushi stared at him together, and Li Wenhao shrank his neck and stopped speaking.
"The danger cannot be said to be absent, but the current situation in the Zhangjiagang refugee camp is too bad, and with me, you can rest assured that I will never let you be in trouble."
The story between the women is tortuous, and the direction of the speech gradually drifts. Li Wenhao next to him gradually becomes dull. With the toss in the afternoon, he fell asleep and fell outside, and there was also a curtain of rice porridge. Fragrance.
Seemingly attracted by the fragrance, the sleeping man on the bed moved.
"dad"
"Uncle"
Xiao Yuxin and Li Sushi quickly leaned over.
Li Yuanshan slowly opened his eyes and carefully recognized these two young faces, "Su Shi, she is Yuxin"
"dad"
Li Sushi wept with joy, turned around and shouted, "Mom, Dad woke up"
"Uncle, I am Yuxin." Xiao Yuxin smiled.
"Dad awake?" Li Wenhao rolled over and sat up.
"Old Li" Xiao Wenhui rushed in from the outside.
Xiao Yuxin got up and walked out of the shack. The family's festive scene made people warm to participate.
The sky is fascinating, and there are people flashing in the distance. Many people are attracted by the fragrance of rice porridge. A few children are unable to patrol around.
"Ugh"
Xiao Yuxin sighed, she felt she was really weak.
Two shiny beams of light appeared at the front of the street. The lights were flashing, and then the dull car motor sounded, and the two cars drove into this street one after the other. To be collected and sorted out, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.