Chapter 1026 Wolf Head... (Third update)
Her brows furrowed, how much blood must be shed to do this?
"Lift your body up a little and let me see the wound." She said softly.
“Yes.”
Luo Fengtang did as she asked.
The wound was a little lower on his lower back.
Fortunately it’s not a butt, he thought to himself.
I just turned this corner in my mind, and suddenly felt a chill behind my butt.
It turned out that it was Yang Ruoqing who ripped off half of his pants.
"It's too troublesome to take it off, so I need to make a gap so that I can apply the medicine." She gave this answer.
"Yeah."
Luo Fengtang responded, turned his head and lay on the pillow.
He is a man, and he has been crawling around in the military camp for a long time. He is informal in many aspects.
What’s more, except for Qing’er, there are only other men in this room.
He has nothing to be shy about.
He simply lay there and rested, feeling the girl's warm little hands busy behind him.
Yang Ruoqing first checked his wounds.
The wound is not long, but somewhat deep.
A lot of blood was shed, and it was obviously treated simply by himself.
But the treatment was not thorough enough, or maybe it was disturbed when I exerted force later, and blood was still oozing out.
"This was scratched with a knife. Did you get into a fight?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang shook his head: "There was no fight, he was accidentally injured by the hatchet."
"Huh?"
She was surprised.
She knows his skills well.
Injured by a hatchet?
What a low-level mistake this is?
"It's all my fault. It's my fault. If I hadn't tied the hatchet to the cart, Tang Yazi wouldn't have ended up like this..."
Keeping shrinking. The unfamiliar old man standing with his neck at the foot of the bed spoke up.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the old man, a trace of displeasure flashed across her eyes, but she didn't ask anything.
The top priority is to treat Tangyazi's wounds first.
Using the clean soft cloth she brought with her, she first wiped the blood stains near his wound.
Lao Suntou and his uncle came back, bringing the hot water and medical kit she needed.
Yang Ruoqing cleaned Luo Fengtang's wound again, first with water, then with wine, to thoroughly disinfect it.
When the wine touched the wound, it made a slight sizzling sound.
The people next to him could hear their mouths twitching, but Luo Fengtang lay there without saying a word.
"Tangyazi, scream out when it hurts, it's uncomfortable to hold it in."
Lao Suntou said with a distressed look on his face.
The old man admired his grandson-in-law from the bottom of his heart.
Luo Fengtang grinned at Old Man Sun: "Don't worry about me, Mr., this little pain is nothing."
Then, he glanced at Yang Ruoqing with a sullen face: "Qing'er, just do what you need to do, don't worry about me."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at him helplessly: "We are all injured. Just take care of yourself first, lie down, and I'll apply some medicine to you."
She took out the hemostatic powder from the medical kit and sprinkled it on the wound.
However, looking at the wound with slow blood flow, the effect of this medicinal powder was not obvious when sprinkled on it.
Yang Ruoqing frowned and increased the amount of medicinal powder.
However, as soon as it was sprinkled on, the bleeding seemed to have stopped.
However, before a moment passed, there was blood flowing out again.
It was washed away again by the slowly overflowing blood.
“The medicine is not strong enough.”
She thought to herself.
This golden medicine is grown wild in Mianniu Mountain and has a very good hemostatic effect.
Every time I used it before, it always worked. Why didn't it work this time?
"Let me take a look!"
Yan Huaian's voice came from behind, and the person came to the bedside.
Yang Ruoqing stepped aside, Yan Huaian leaned down and gently pressed twice on Luo Fengtang's wound. Yan Huaian was secretly surprised when he caught a glimpse of the wolf head birthmark on the side of Luo Fengtang's butt.
He squinted his eyes and his eyes fell on the birthmark again.
Wolf head, is that...?
On the side, Yang Ruoqing saw this little anomaly in Yan Huaian's eyes.
A trace of suspicion flashed through my heart.
But she still said without changing her expression: "Uncle Yan, look at this..."
Yan Huaian came to his senses. He took out a small wooden box from his body and opened it.
A cool fragrance wafted out.
“Try this medicine.” He said.
"Is this for internal use or external application?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Yan Huaian said: "Half and half."
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
So he broke the pill into two pieces, fed one piece to Luo Fengtang to eat, and crushed the other piece into powder, and sprinkled it carefully on the wound.
Sure enough, I waited for a while.
The effect came out, the blood really stopped leaking out.
"Uncle Yan, thank you very much for sending me the panacea," Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Fengtang also looked at Yan Huaian with gratitude.
Struggling to get up and give Yan Huaian a fist, Yan Huaian stopped him.
"Young man, you are injured, don't move." He said.
Luo Fengtang nodded and lay back down again.
Here, Yang Ruoqing said to Yang Huazhong: "Dad, go find a pair of your pants and put them on for Tang Yazi later."
"Well, okay, I'll go right away."
Yang Huazhong quickly walked out of the house.
Here, Yang Ruoqing picked up the quilt and covered Luo Fengtang again.
I don’t know if it’s the effect of the medicine, or Luo Fengtang himself is too tired.
Not long after applying the medicine, he fell asleep.
Everyone in the room exited the room.
Yang Huazhong greeted Yan Huaian and went to the main room to drink tea.
At the door of the room, the old man who had been standing at the foot of the bed before came to Yang Ruoqing.
The old man's face was full of guilt. He said to Yang Ruoqing: "My granddaughter, it's all my fault. It's my fault that made my granddaughter-in-law hurt the city like this..."
Yang Ruoqing was packing the medical kit in her hand. After hearing these words, her eyes fell on the old man in front of her again.
He was wearing the clothes that mountain people usually wear, with patches all over.
Standing side by side with Lao Suntou, their height and facial features are 60% similar.
It’s just that his body doesn’t look as strong as Lao Suntou.
Remembering that he had just called his granddaughter and that Old Suntou was accompanying him throughout the whole process, Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of something.
"You are..."
Lao Suntou said quickly: "Yes, this is your Dagagong."
Yang Ruoqing suddenly understood.
I heard my mother talk about things over at Sunjiagou before.
Gong Ga had a cousin who had a bad temper when he was young.
The whole village is famous for being smelly. He also always likes to beat his own mother.
When he reached the age of marriage, no woman was willing to marry him.
Later, with great difficulty, I bought a sick woman from a nanny and gave birth to a daughter.
The woman died after giving birth.
My daughter was basically brought up by her husband Ga Gong and Ga Po. She has a close relationship with the eldest Sun and the Sun sisters.
"So it's Daga Gong? Qing'er said hello to Daga Gong."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and saluted the old man in front of her.
Daqong took a step back, a little flattered.
"My eldest granddaughter, please stop being like this. It's because Dagagong is so ashamed that he hurt his eldest grandson and his son-in-law the first time he came out of the mountains to visit relatives..." the old man said.
Yang Ruoqing stood up straight and looked at the old man in front of her.
"Daqong, what's going on? Tell me," she said.
(End of this chapter)