Chapter 4157: 4157
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The liquid with the smell of rust was thick and stained Zhuang Xiaoyu's palm. Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the deep bone wound on Qin Wuyan's arm and looked terrified: "blood, a lot of blood."
Qin Wuyan thought she was hurt and held her wrist: "hurt your hand? Show me."
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head and his lips trembled: "it's not me, it's your blood."
Qin Wuyan took a heavy sigh of relief and hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu again: "if you're okay, if you're okay."
He put his face on her head and whispered, "it was so dangerous just now. It scared me. If I was a little late, maybe..."
Maybe the pig killing knife fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu, not him.
Zhuang Xiaoyu is delicate and tender. If she gets that knife, I don't know what it will hurt
Zhuang Xiaoyu was held in his arms by the man. He could feel Qin Wuyan's rapid breathing and the fear and happiness in his words. He could even hear the man's heart beating violently.
The guard dragged up the man whose ribs had been kicked off on the ground and detained him, blocking the man's abuse and howling.
Jade shard returned to his senses, quickly took out his handkerchief and tied the wound on Qin Wuyan's arm.
Suddenly, the market couldn't go on, and no one wanted to go on. The party hurried back to the priest's house.
In the bedroom.
In the conference hall, Zhuang Xiaoyu refused to leave, stubbornly stood by Qin Wuyan and watched the witch doctor treat Qin Wuyan's wound.
The pig killing knife was stained with pig dung deliberately smeared on it, and the wound was deep with bones. Inflammation was inevitable. The witch doctor opened the skin and meat at the wound with Shaojiu, washed it, sprinkled medicine powder, asked the nurse to fry the medicine, watched Qin Wuyan drink it, and told: "The pig dung was also contaminated in the wound. Although it was cleaned, it was easy to catch cold and inflammation. It was sure to have a fever at night.
If you can get rid of the fever quickly, it will be all right. If the high fever still doesn't get rid of within three days, it will be in trouble. "
The witch doctor also planned to go on, but Qin Wuyan stopped him: "let's talk about it in three days. I've always been in good health and won't have any problems. Go on."
The witch doctor glanced at Zhuang Xiaoyu and withdrew from the conference hall with a medicine bag.
Qin Wuyan said again, "I'm going to ask the trial myself. Do you want to avoid it?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu stood on his side without moving.
Qin Wuyan sighed and put his palm on the top of her hair: "When interrogating, there will be some blood when necessary. I'm afraid I'll dirty your eyes. Be obedient and go out."
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his already feverish hand, went out of the conference hall and into the small side hall next door.
Let Yusha call the witch doctor and ask, "what if the high fever still doesn't go back three days later?"
"There will be life worries."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "is there no other way?"
"Although there are many drugs in the priest's house, many of them are detoxification. At present, there are no other special drugs for this inflammation. They need to carry them on behalf of the sacrifice."
Zhuang Xiaoyu choked: "you go down."
The witch doctor hurried away and saw the guard dragging the strong man who had committed murder in the street into the conference hall. Zhuang Xiaoyu pulled out the window paper and looked at the people kneeling in front of Qin Wuyan in the conference hall
The man was strong, but his face was frosty, and there was no sign of regret on his face.
The guard pulled off the cloth towel blocked in the man's mouth, and the man knelt in front of Qin Wuyan. Before Qin Wuyan asked, he opened his mouth: "the Dalits are street vendors near the city, killing pigs for a living and selling pork. The whole family had a good life, especially two years ago, their daughter-in-law just gave birth to a baby, and the family was happy..."
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The liquid with the smell of rust was thick and stained Zhuang Xiaoyu's palm. Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the deep bone wound on Qin Wuyan's arm and looked terrified: "blood, a lot of blood."
Qin Wuyan thought she was hurt and held her wrist: "hurt your hand? Show me."
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head and his lips trembled: "it's not me, it's your blood."
Qin Wuyan took a heavy sigh of relief and hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu again: "if you're okay, if you're okay."
He put his face on her head and whispered, "it was so dangerous just now. It scared me. If I was a little late, maybe..."
Maybe the pig killing knife fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu, not him.
Zhuang Xiaoyu is delicate and tender. If she gets that knife, I don't know what it will hurt
Zhuang Xiaoyu was held in his arms by the man. He could feel Qin Wuyan's rapid breathing and the fear and happiness in his words. He could even hear the man's heart beating violently.
The guard dragged up the man whose ribs had been kicked off on the ground and detained him, blocking the man's abuse and howling.
Jade shard returned to his senses, quickly took out his handkerchief and tied the wound on Qin Wuyan's arm.
Suddenly, the market couldn't go on, and no one wanted to go on. The party hurried back to the priest's house.
In the bedroom.
In the conference hall, Zhuang Xiaoyu refused to leave, stubbornly stood by Qin Wuyan and watched the witch doctor treat Qin Wuyan's wound.
The pig killing knife was stained with pig dung deliberately smeared on it, and the wound was deep with bones. Inflammation was inevitable. The witch doctor opened the skin and meat at the wound with Shaojiu, washed it, sprinkled medicine powder, asked the nurse to fry the medicine, watched Qin Wuyan drink it, and told: "The pig dung was also contaminated in the wound. Although it was cleaned, it was easy to catch cold and inflammation. It was sure to have a fever at night.
If you can get rid of the fever quickly, it will be all right. If the high fever still doesn't get rid of within three days, it will be in trouble. "
The witch doctor also planned to go on, but Qin Wuyan stopped him: "let's talk about it in three days. I've always been in good health and won't have any problems. Go on."
The witch doctor glanced at Zhuang Xiaoyu and withdrew from the conference hall with a medicine bag.
Qin Wuyan said again, "I'm going to ask the trial myself. Do you want to avoid it?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu stood on his side without moving.
Qin Wuyan sighed and put his palm on the top of her hair: "When interrogating, there will be some blood when necessary. I'm afraid I'll dirty your eyes. Be obedient and go out."
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his already feverish hand, went out of the conference hall and into the small side hall next door.
Let Yusha call the witch doctor and ask, "what if the high fever still doesn't go back three days later?"
"There will be life worries."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "is there no other way?"
"Although there are many drugs in the priest's house, many of them are detoxification. At present, there are no other special drugs for this inflammation. They need to carry them on behalf of the sacrifice."
Zhuang Xiaoyu choked: "you go down."
The witch doctor hurried away and saw the guard dragging the strong man who had committed murder in the street into the conference hall. Zhuang Xiaoyu pulled out the window paper and looked at the people kneeling in front of Qin Wuyan in the conference hall
The man was strong, but his face was frosty, and there was no sign of regret on his face.
The guard pulled off the cloth towel blocked in the man's mouth, and the man knelt in front of Qin Wuyan. Before Qin Wuyan asked, he opened his mouth: "the Dalits are street vendors near the city, killing pigs for a living and selling pork. The whole family had a good life, especially two years ago, their daughter-in-law just gave birth to a baby, and the family was happy..."
The liquid with the smell of rust was thick and stained Zhuang Xiaoyu's palm. Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the deep bone wound on Qin Wuyan's arm and looked terrified: "blood, a lot of blood."Qin Wuyan thought she was hurt and held her wrist: "hurt your hand? Show me."Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head and his lips trembled: "it's not me, it's your blood."Qin Wuyan took a heavy sigh of relief and hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu again: "if you're okay, if you're okay."He put his face on her head and whispered, "it was so dangerous just now. It scared me. If I was a little late, maybe..."Maybe the pig killing knife fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu, not him.Zhuang Xiaoyu is delicate and tender. If she gets that knife, I don't know what it will hurtZhuang Xiaoyu was held in his arms by the man. He could feel Qin Wuyan's rapid breathing and the fear and happiness in his words. He could even hear the man's heart beating violently.The guard dragged up the man whose ribs had been kicked off on the ground and detained him, blocking the man's abuse and howling.Jade shard returned to his senses, quickly took out his handkerchief and tied the wound on Qin Wuyan's arm.Suddenly, the market couldn't go on, and no one wanted to go on. The party hurried back to the priest's house.In the bedroom.In the conference hall, Zhuang Xiaoyu refused to leave, stubbornly stood by Qin Wuyan and watched the witch doctor treat Qin Wuyan's wound.The pig killing knife was stained with pig dung deliberately smeared on it, and the wound was deep with bones. Inflammation was inevitable. The witch doctor opened the skin and meat at the wound with Shaojiu, washed it, sprinkled medicine powder, asked the nurse to fry the medicine, watched Qin Wuyan drink it, and told: "The pig dung was also contaminated in the wound. Although it was cleaned, it was easy to catch cold and inflammation. It was sure to have a fever at night.If you can get rid of the fever quickly, it will be all right. If the high fever still doesn't get rid of within three days, it will be in trouble. "The witch doctor also planned to go on, but Qin Wuyan stopped him: "let's talk about it in three days. I've always been in good health and won't have any problems. Go on."The witch doctor glanced at Zhuang Xiaoyu and withdrew from the conference hall with a medicine bag.Qin Wuyan said again, "I'm going to ask the trial myself. Do you want to avoid it?"Zhuang Xiaoyu stood on his side without moving.Qin Wuyan sighed and put his palm on the top of her hair: "When interrogating, there will be some blood when necessary. I'm afraid I'll dirty your eyes. Be obedient and go out."Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his already feverish hand, went out of the conference hall and into the small side hall next door.Let Yusha call the witch doctor and ask, "what if the high fever still doesn't go back three days later?""There will be life worries."Zhuang Xiaoyu: "is there no other way?""Although there are many drugs in the priest's house, many of them are detoxification. At present, there are no other special drugs for this inflammation. They need to carry them on behalf of the sacrifice."Zhuang Xiaoyu choked: "you go down."The witch doctor hurried away and saw the guard dragging the strong man who had committed murder in the street into the conference hall. Zhuang Xiaoyu pulled out the window paper and looked at the people kneeling in front of Qin Wuyan in the conference hallThe man was strong, but his face was frosty, and there was no sign of regret on his face.The guard pulled off the cloth towel blocked in the man's mouth, and the man knelt in front of Qin Wuyan. Before Qin Wuyan asked, he opened his mouth: "the Dalits are street vendors near the city, killing pigs for a living and selling pork. The whole family had a good life, especially two years ago, their daughter-in-law just gave birth to a baby, and the family was happy..."
