Lan Duoduo did not step forward, but stood waiting not far away. Although she did not understand the ancient internal power, she still knew that it was not appropriate to step forward at this moment, because the internal power would knock people away.
"Master, his pulse has gradually stabilized!" Aoshuang said with a blue breath. She was so close to the master, his skin was like fine silk, smooth and elastic, his eyebrows were as thin as a knife, and Danfeng's eyes were shining.
The sharp light, the darkness is as deep as a pool, and the thick and curled eyelashes make his face very stylish. His red lips are slightly pursed, and he is concentrating on conveying internal energy to Leng Mei, as if everything around him is not in his eyes. Ao.
Shuang sighed secretly in her heart, the master is more charming than Prince Yi, why can't Xiaoduo feel it!
Aoshuang admired Du Zirui for being so calm in the face of other people's life and death. Seeing that Leng Mei's pulse gradually stabilized, the worried look in Aoshuang's eyes eased a lot, but Du Zirui's men did not have the strength to relax.
He had achieved 20% of his strength, and saw beads of sweat appear on his cheeks. His lips trembled slightly, but he remained silent for a moment. After a moment, he regained his inner strength. His body was so weak that he almost fell down, and his hands
But he held on to the ground to prevent himself from falling.
"Master, are you okay!" Aoshuang put down Leng Mei's body and hurriedly supported Du Zirui. Seeing that his face was pale and weak, he was thinking about using his own inner strength to give some energy to the master, but Lan Duoduo's voice made her
Stopped moving.
"Second brother, what's wrong with you!" Lan Duoduo came over with a hand full of herbs, looking confused. She didn't know how much energy Du Zirui had just channeled so much energy.
But how could Aoshuang, who was very experienced in martial arts, not know what Du Zirui was suffering at this time? His face was dark and his pupils were shrinking. The master had consumed so much internal energy and would definitely not be able to recover for a while. How could he have the strength to go out?
Cliff, if you don't go out before dark, your commander will definitely know about it, and then there will be chaos.
"Young Master is fine! Give him medicine quickly!" Du Zirui's face looked ugly, but Leng Mei was not awake yet. He didn't want her to worry about him, so he smiled eagerly.
Aoshuang was worried about him. She had to hold on even though she had something to do. She couldn't help but say: "Master Du, you just..." Just as she was about to say that Du Zirui had exhausted his internal energy too much, she heard his cold and hoarse voice.
Drink: "Go and help her!"
He wouldn't have fallen down like this. He was just using his inner strength to heal people's injuries, which consumed some of his inner strength. What's more, he couldn't just ignore someone's death.
When Aoshuang heard her master's cold shout, she didn't dare to speak. Her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and she bit her lip, wondering if she should hate the person lying on the ground, and Xiaoduo. The master had a strange feeling for Xiaoduo, but absolutely
No one is allowed to hurt the master.
Lan Duoduo squatted down by the river, washed the collected medicinal materials, then tore off a few pieces of cloth from her clothes, and sorted several medicinal herbs. Aoshuang ran over and looked nervously at everything in front of her.
Scalp numbness, these herbs, what are they?
"Xiao Duo, what are you picking these flowers for?" Aoshuang asked as she picked up a small yellow flower and brought it to her nose to smell it. She inhaled the light fragrance and was full of curiosity and dissatisfaction.
Explanation: Could it be that the master calls her a little nympho because she likes flowers very much and even picks medicines and doesn’t forget to plant them.
"Oh! Sister Aoshuang, don't you know? This is honeysuckle, which can reduce inflammation and sterilize!" Lan Duoduo chuckled and shook her head helplessly. She didn't know such a basic honeysuckle, it was indeed beyond her imagination.
"Then what is this kind?" Aoshuang picked up another small leaf and asked, her beautiful face as cute as a curious baby.
"This is mint, agrimony that stops bleeding, Pangasius that can also help with wound healing, and galangal!" Lan Duoduo introduced them one by one happily, her delicate little face as bright as a delicate flower, and she stirred carefully.
Medicinal herbs. Aoshuang smiled awkwardly. The names of these medicinal herbs were all common, but none of them could be recognized by her. They were really not even as good as a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.
"Sister Aoshuang, hold these herbs for me, and I'll apply the medicine to him!" Lan Duoduo said, giving the prepared herbs to Aoshuang, and went to check Leng Mei's injured foot.
Leng Mei was injured on her left foot. A piece of flesh was missing just above the ankle. The bones could be seen. Anyone who saw it would feel scared. However, Lan Duoduo did not show any fear at all, but acted very calmly.
, she first applied agrimony to Leng Mei, then applied a few mixed herbs on it, and bandaged him with the clothes she tore off.
Aoshuang watched the whole process of bandaging Leng Mei. Whether it was her knowledge of herbs or her method of treating wounds and her calmness, it didn't look like something a little girl could do. She felt weird in her heart!
Du Zirui, who was watching, did not dare to express his anger. When he saw her handling the bloody wounds and her bloody little hands, he did not show any disgust or fear. On the contrary, he was very excited, as if he was doing something interesting.
Same thing!
Du Zirui was secretly shocked. When Aoshuang cleaned Leng Mei's wound, people around her were frowning. Why did she not even frown when she was treating the wound, but she was afraid of the pain at the beginning! Who is she and why is she
Unlike an ordinary little girl, the things she does are always shocking!
"Master Du?" Aoshuang called softly.
Du Zirui didn't say anything, he just looked at Lan Duoduo in concentration, watching her washing her hands by the river, and finally felt a little happier.
The wind blew down the flowers, and they fell on their heads. The flowers were like a dream, but they were blurred, making each of them secretly worried.
"Xiaoduo, how did he get injured?" Aoshuang saw that her mood returned to normal and finally asked the question she wanted to ask.
Lan Duoduo sighed softly, looking at Leng Mei lying on the ground whose face had improved slightly, and said softly: "If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have tried to fly up the cliff and fall into the river and be bitten by the piranha.
Got it!"
"Piranha?" Aoshuang exclaimed.
"I'm not sure if it's a piranha, but when I dragged him up, something was indeed holding him, and I saw the tail of the fish sinking!" She had only seen piranhas on TV.
She didn't know what it looked like.
No wonder Leng Mei’s injuries don’t look like being stabbed. But what kind of fish is a piranha? How come she has so little experience!
"Okay, don't blame yourself. He will be fine. I'll carry him and let's go out before dark!" Du Zirui looked at the sky. It was almost noon. It would take three hours to go out by the shortest road.
What's more, you have to carry someone on your back.
Aoshuang glanced at Du Zirui worriedly. Leng Mei had just lost too much blood and almost died. The master had lost so much energy to him, so how could she still have the strength to carry him on so many mountain roads? She was really afraid of the master.
He fell down halfway up the mountain. He wanted to say something but saw Du Zirui's cautious expression and swallowed it.