Chapter 1371: Mother will avenge you

Yang Miao pulled his red lips.
When she didn't ask.
Shen Qingci untied her clothes. Actually, she didn't need to look at it. She knew how serious her injury was. I was injured by a sharp weapon, and then I just applied some hemostatic grass hastily, the blood was stopped, but the wound was infected.
"I will remove the hemostatic herb and wash your wound with potion. Are you sure you can hold it back?"
Yang Miao lifted the chair on one side and shook it again, "Do you want me to knock you out?"
"No," Shen Qingci turned his face and looked at his wounds. He had suffered even the pain of breaking a bowl in his previous life, let alone these flesh wounds.
It hurts, forbearance will pass.
I can't bear it now, it will hurt more in the future, and she doesn't want to let this kind of pain follow her in the future.
"Let's start," Shen Qingci smiled, as if this body was not hers.
Yang Miao cleaned her hands in the basin on one side, and then took the hemostatic grass that had stuck to the wound. Every time she moved, she felt a tearing pain, but Shen Qingci was like ignorance and senselessness. Yang Miao could feel the tightness of her body muscles, and really thought she really didn't know the pain.
Finally, Yang Miao took off all the hemostatic plants. Fortunately, the time for the hemostatic plants to stick to the wound is not too long, so it is very easy to take. If you drag it again, you may have to do the same. The flesh grows together, then it is really painful like cutting flesh.
"I want to help you clean your wound."
Yang Miao picked up a bottle of hot shochu and poured it onto Shen Qingci's wound.
When these potions touched the wound, the cold sweat on Shen Qingci's forehead also dropped a drop, but she still didn't say anything.
He even poured himself a cup of tea, put it in front of him, and drank it bit by bit.
When the wound is flushed, you can see that the wound is bleeding again.
"Sew it."
Yang Miao took out the needle and thread. The needle and thread are specially made. The thread is made of sheep’s intestines. It will grow by itself, so don’t worry too much.
"Eat it."
Yang Miao took out a medicine and placed it in front of Shen Qingci.
"what is this?"
Shen Qingci looked at the medicine in his palm
"Drugged."
Yang Miao had already put the needle through, waiting for Shen Qingci to take the medicine.
"No need," Shen Qingci released her hand and put the medicine aside. If she said she was drugged, her scented bead could be said to be the best in the world, and no one can reach it, but she still didn't think about it. Drugged.
She wants to remain absolutely awake, she wants to guard everything here, and her daughter, and she can't think less about when to lose.
Yang Sha put the medicine back into the medicine bottle, and then took out a cotton towel.
"Just bite."
"Thank you."
Shen Qingci bit the cotton towel and felt the pain of needles poking into his flesh from time to time. Only oneself can know the pain, and only oneself can bear the pain.
The cold sweat on her forehead also fell drop by drop, and almost all the clothes she was wearing were soaking wet.
It wasn't until Yang Miao wrapped a clean cotton cloth around her wound that she opened her eyes, but she had already lost half of her life, and her hair was on her face even from the first floor.
Shen Qingci trembling hands again poured himself a cup of tea, but his fingers were shaking, and he couldn't even pick up a teacup.
Some pain, one pain is enough.
It hurts a little, and it’s memorized once it hurts.
"I'll prescribe some medicine for you, and take it for a few days."
Yang Miao collected his things and stood up too.
Shen Qingci lightly nodded his head, and then kept looking at the cup on the table. On the slightly drooping eyelashes, there seemed to be a looming drop of water.
Uncle Fang asked Fang Yu to follow Yang Miao and brought the medicine back.
When Aunt Fang made the medicine well, she brought it to Shen Qingci, who happened to be guarding Guo'er on the edge of the cave.
"Girl, the medicine is ready."
Aunt Fang always called Shen Qingci as a girl. Whoever made Shen Qingci's face is really too tender. No matter where it is, she is like a fourteen or five-year-old girl, no matter how time is. After that, she still did not change at all.
Shen Qingci raised his face, a delicate face, a pair of pierced eyes, a slightly raised red lips, and a sigh hidden between his lips.
She picked up the medicine bowl and drank the medicine in one breath. The medicine was bitter but sad.
She put down the bowl, walked back again, and then sat down in the collapse room, still holding her daughter's little hand, it was okay that you were there, it was okay. .
As for the counterfeit, it won't be long.
"My mother will help you get revenge, OK?"
She muttered to herself, and also clenched her daughter's little hand.
At this time, she did not know that a carriage was also coming towards the capital. In the sky outside, a golden eagle hovered above the carriage, and in front of the carriage, there was a small fox with a palm. .
"My son, do you think this fox will really lead the way?"
Evergreen remembered that they had been running around in the southeast and northwest this year. They had searched everywhere and followed this fox all the time, but the fox always seemed to lead them into the ditch. Obviously, they walked well ahead. The meeting changed another direction. In a year after they came out, they had traveled too many places. Even Baichu and Baitao had to go all over because of the fact that the fox kept taking them. Turn them in circles.
So now he really doesn't report any hope for this fox's ability to lead the way.
Eight achievements are cheated.
Pao Hengsi put down the book in his hand, and his tightly bound fingers also held up the teacup in his hand.
"It's not that I can't find it every year, Xu is... we are just one step late."
Branding opened the curtain and looked at the little fox running ahead. At this time, the running was the most joyous.
Xuehu is good at hunting treasures, but also good at looking for her breath. If anyone in this world can find her, it might be the same.
At least they are still not looking for a needle in a haystack, but they can still have a direction. Whether it is right or wrong, they can only believe.
The carriage continued to move forward, Shen Qingci didn't know, they didn't know, in fact, this road is exactly the road Shen Qingci walked.
They have indeed found it, maybe just like Branding said, they always miss it, and sometimes they miss a moment, and when they meet again, they are already full of vicissitudes.
Yang Miao took off the cotton cloth on Shen Qingci's shoulder. This was the third time she had come here. It was an accident. Shen Qingci seemed to recover too quickly from the injury.
"This is the last dressing change."
After taking the medicine, what she can see now is not the hideous wounds, but some red marks are left. The blood and blood are gone, even the scars have faded a lot.