Chapter 565 The last thing we need is medicine
Sang Zhi pushed her hand away: "I'm not afraid."
"Children should not read it." Ye Qianning insisted with her little hand.
"You are a child, you are not afraid, and I am not afraid." Sang Zhi turned her head, she was only six years old, and said he was young.
"You are different from me."
"Why is it different?"
"Not telling you."
Ye Qianning looked back at the fight again.
Qin Huai hadn't understood what Ye Qianning meant when he looked at him just now, but when he looked up, he saw that one of the two guards had died, and there was no need to think about it, the other couldn't escape.
At this moment, his mind turned rapidly, seeking a way to survive.
The other man in black panicked when he saw that his companion was dead. He was blown back by the sword energy and tried to run away as he stabilized his body.
The more afraid you are, the more panicked you become, and you will be completely confused, and you will undoubtedly die.
The man in black just ran two steps away when a long sword pierced his chest from behind.
He lowered his head in horror, and his body did not move after all.
Qin Huai was so frightened that he sat on the ground and kicked his feet back. His legs reached the stone wall and there was no way to retreat. He looked at a group of people in horror.
"Throw the corpse outside." Qian Fanji said.
Gu Shuo nodded.
Several people carried Ye Qianning to sit inside, resisted the seriously injured Luo Wen and Yingyuan, and then went to deal with the corpse.
Ye Qianning felt for Luo Wen's pulse and was seriously injured. If the fire hadn't struck and Dongyi Yinwei left in a hurry, Luo Wen might have died.
After taking the pulse of the two, she took out a pill from her bosom and put it in the mouths of Luo Wen and Yingyuan, holding her breath, then took out the wound ointment and disinfectant and handed it to Yingge.
"After you sterilize the wound, apply a plaster, and then treat the wound for Luo Wen and Yingyuan." After speaking, he handed her a pill: "Take the medicine."
"Miss, the subordinate's injury is not serious, but the injury looks serious, you eat." Yingge didn't reach out to pick it up.
He was extremely touched, his little master was hurt so badly, and he was still thinking about them.
How can they make the eldest miss so much.
"The last thing we need is medicine, take it." Ye Qianning raised his hand.
Yingge hesitated for a while before reaching out to pick it up.
The man in red stood against the wall next to Ye Qianning, seeing how well she felt her pulse, he wondered in his heart, the little doll also has medical skills?
His eyes fell on the porcelain bottle in Yingge's hand.
The little doll is dressed in tattered clothes and seems to have nowhere to hide things, where did he take them out?
Qian Fanji and the others took care of the man in black and walked in, heading towards Ye Qianning.
"Let me see your injury." Qian Fanji squatted down to check her calf.
"The medicine has been applied, and I think your injuries are not serious." Ye Qianning threw out the elixir and ointment: "You take care of yourselves, I have a sense of proportion for my injury."
"You don't trust us that much?" Qian Fanji grabbed her calf and handled it very simply, the cloth wrapped around it was dyed red.
"No."
Ye Qianning said.
He didn't even refute, and let him untangle the cloth on his legs and clean it up.
Although the wound on her calf was punctured, fortunately she didn't scratch the bone, so she can take care of it. The more serious wound was from her left shoulder to her chest.
They can’t treat it after seeing it. The mutation of the beast carries a very strong virus. It’s not easy to clear it up. If you can’t control it, you may die.
(end of this chapter)
