Novel: The wound is suppurative, the crowd thinks that the child will die, and the woman is angry: this little wound cannot be killed

Before the words could be spoken, Le shouted urgently, "I, I, my sister, I wiped my brother's body, I can." ”

Qiao Ye nodded, "Okay, then leave it to you." Saying to see Qiao Bing, "You wrote down these medicines I took, I need more to turn back, I am in a hurry, and I pick a little less." ”

Qiao Bing nodded, and after a while, he looked hesitantly at the tree hole.

"Can it really be saved?"

Qiao Ye's tone was particularly firm!

"Yes!"

However, the wound is infected with suppuration, as long as the wound is cleaned and anti-inflammatory disinfection is carried out, the problem should not be big.

In the past, when the days were bitter, the people in the village would always secretly go up the mountain to get some food, it was common to be injured, some people did not pay attention, the wound infection was serious and would come to find Grandpa, she followed Grandpa to see too much.

Then Grandpa died, and she did it herself a few times.

Qiao Bing saw that she was so sure, and he stopped asking.

"If there's anything I need to do, just say it."

Qiao Ye nodded, and then saw Qiao Bing sit down again and start weaving straw mats, and she didn't say anything.

When the herbs were mashed into a paste, Qiao Ye got up and opened the stone slab, and saw that the water had boiled.

OK!

Her wrists shook, and after the long sharp nails appeared, she put them directly into the boiling water.

"Sister?!" Le screamed and hurriedly stood up.

He thought Qiao Ye had put his whole hand in it.

How much the water hurt he had tried before, just put it on top of the boiling water for a while, and his hand hurt, let alone put it in whole.

As a result, when he stood up, he saw that Qiao Ye's nails were in the water, and the skin and flesh were very close to the water, so that kung fu had turned red.

Qiao Ye glanced at Le, "How many times have you said it, don't make a fuss." ”

Le swallowed and saw that Qiao Ye's face did not change color, and his body trembled.

"Sister, don't you hurt?"

Over there, Qiao Bing also looked over and raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Ye picked up the nails, saw that the nails were boiled a little soft, and shook his head.

"Of course it hurts."

Le, Qiao Bing: "..."I saw you shake your head and thought you weren't in pain.

Qiao Ye waited for his nails to harden again, and walked in with the ointment.

Qiao Bing put down the grass mat again and followed in.

As soon as I reached the mouth of the cave, I heard Qiao Ye's voice ringing out.

"Hot water mixed with brine comes in."

Qiao Bing turned back and came in with water.

And then...... I saw Qiao Ye use his fingernails to cut off the rotten flesh on Xiao Si'er's arm little by little.

The rotting flesh was cut off, and red blood flowed from the wound, along with the pus.

Qiao Ye's face remained unchanged, carefully cleaning away all the rotten flesh and pus, and the grass underneath had become dirty at this time.

Qiao Ye looked up, "Come here and rinse the wound with water." ”

Qiao Bing came over, but he hesitated a little before going to the shower.

“...... It will hurt. ”

Qiao Ye still had that calm look, looking up at him, a pair of cat eyes clear.

"If it doesn't hurt, he'll die!"

It must be disinfected with salt water before it can be medicated, otherwise it will only kill the child repeatedly.

She also knew that the child was still young, but now there were no painkillers, and she had not found the herbs for anesthesia, and the time was not waiting for anyone.

Qiao Bing sighed, squatted down, and carefully poured water on the wound.

A momentary sting made the child's arm twitch.

Even when Qiao Ye was cutting the rotten flesh just now, he didn't see the cub move.

Qiao Ye grabbed the sides of the child's arms with his hands and raised his eyes to signal Qiao Bing to continue.

The water fell down like this, and the heat from the hot water was transferred to the child's arm.

The original gossamer child mosquito seemed to hum twice.

Qiao Bing suddenly looked up and went to see Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye calmly commanded: "Continue." ”

It wasn't until a basin of water was drenched in half that Qiao Ye stopped, and then used his fingernails to pick up the ointment and apply it to the wound little by little.

The blood gradually stopped while the water was pouring, and the ointment was not flushed, but stopped on the wound.

Qiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief, "Le! ”

"In!"

Le ran to the mouth of the tree cave and heard Qiao Ye say, "From now on, wipe his body, bypass the wound, and cool him down." ”

He had done this before, and his sister praised him for doing a good job.

Le was very confident, nodded his head violently, and took the basin in Qiao Bing's hand.

Qiao Ye walked out of the tree hole and said to Qiao Bing, "Originally, I planned to only build a shed for the stove today, but now it seems that I have to build a thatched hut next to it." ”

The situation of the child is not yet known, and it must be observed from time to time. In particular, the thatched hut where the children lived in the tribe really did not work, and there were many people with many bacteria. So stay here.

"At night I live in a tree cave to observe." Qiao Ye said this.

Qiao Bing nodded halfway, and then remembered Qiao Ye's sleeping position at night...

Qiao Bing: "... Or me. ”

Qiao Ye was stunned, and did not argue: "Okay, but you are hurt..."

Qiao Bing lifted the animal skin to show her the wound.

Some of the scabs have fallen off!

Qiao Ye's eyes flashed.

This time, she wanted to see if it was a problem of herbs or a problem of physique.

So badly injured, one night? How to think how unrealistic.

The two men were talking, but they didn't delay the work at hand.

Ever since she heard that the rainy season was coming, she stopped thinking about building a house.

What house to build? Not enough water to flush.

Let's build a thatched hut first... Thinking of this, her gaze involuntarily lifted upwards.

This tree is really not tall, at least in contrast to the tree next to it.

The idea of building a tree house, which had been discouraged, was now being raised again.

She had a dream since she was a child...

cough!

Otherwise, you can try it.

Thinking about this, she scooped out the water from the pot and poured it back into it to boil.

Children should not have eaten much for a long time, otherwise they would not be thin. In her experience, she estimated that she would wake up tonight and drink some hot soup when the time came.

Nowadays, there is no other condition, only vegetable porridge can quickly replenish the lost nutrients.

Looking at the children who looked at her again, but did not dare to make a sound...

Qiao Ye: "..."Sighing deeply, "Rest assured, with my sister here, Xiao Si'er will not die!" ”

Ding's eyes widened little by little, and the sudden tears rushed out of his eyes, startling Qiao Ye.

"No, what are you crying?"

Ding casually wiped his tears and stubbornly said, "I didn't cry..." As he spoke, his voice went down and looked up at her.

"Sister Cat Wild, is it true that little fourth child will not die?"

Qiao Ye had her pride and self-confidence, "Of course, as long as I am there, no one can take the life of Little Fourth." ”

Ding burst into tears and smiled, "Thank you Cat Wild Sister!" ”

Qiao Ye was suddenly embarrassed by Ding's solemn thanks.

"Don't you like me?" Why? Now like me again? ”

Ding's face suddenly turned red, and he didn't speak.

Qiao Ye stopped teasing him, "Okay, I'm cooking today, I want to eat, hurry over to help Qiao Bing's brother." ”