The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 581 Mr. Huang is Seriously Injured

The cave is not big, and after entering it, I quickly adapted to the darkness, and I could see a person and a lynx nesting not far ahead.

The man was covered in blood, with a broken sword in his hand, and the blood was smeared from his face to the ground.

And the lynx could no longer curl up on the ground, it could only lie on its side, looking at Ye Xiangchun with one golden eye.

"Xiaoxi." Ye Xiangchun yelled and came closer, only then did he see that the man covered in blood turned out to be Mr. Huang.

"Mr. Huang, why are you injured?" Ye Xiangchun's heart sank to the bottom, and he knelt down beside Mr. Huang, gently pressing his carotid artery.

Fortunately, angry, just fainted.

Ye Xiangchun slowly breathed a sigh of relief, then looked back at Xiaoxi.Xiaoxi's stomach was cut open with a long wound, and the intestines inside could already be seen.

Ye Xiangchun closed his eyes and lightly stroked Xiaoxi's body.Xiao Xi tilted her head towards Ye Xiangchun, as if she wanted to rub Ye Xiangchun's hand.

"Don't move, don't move Xiaoxi." Ye Xiangchun said with a choked voice, touched Xiaoxi's head again, then took off his clothes, and lightly covered Xiaoxi's body.

Lynx Xiaoxi moved her ears, lay her head on the ground, and did not move.

Ye Xiangchun barely calmed down and stopped looking at Lynx Xiaoxi, but turned around to carefully check Mr. Huang's injuries.

There were two wounds on the head, and a piece of scalp was cut off, so the blood flowed all over the face.

There are many injuries on the body.The left arm was in a weird bend, apparently badly fractured.

Two ribs are broken, but fortunately there is no serious displacement and needs to be fixed.

Leg, there is no fracture in the leg.However, a piece of flesh from the left calf was gouged out, and it is not known what weapon caused the injury.

Even though Ye Xiangchun was a policeman before, he had never seen such a bloody wound.

It seems that the trauma of the cold weapon era is by no means less than that of firearms.There was not a lot of blood that should have been shed, but looking at the rolled up flesh was even more shocking.

"Mr. Huang, can you hear me? I'll treat your wound now." Ye Xiangchun said softly, tearing off some of Mr. Huang's clothes.

Anyway, this is Jing Chen's uncle, and Ye Xiangchun wants to save him no matter what.

And her sister is not here, Ye Xiangchun hopes that Mr. Huang will wake up no matter what, and tell him about her sister.

Mr. Huang seemed to be conscious, moved slightly, and made a slight sound in his throat.

Ye Xiangchun leaned over to listen, and heard what he said was "medicine".

Ye Xiangchun squeezed Mr. Huang's pocket, touched his sleeve, and finally took out a porcelain bottle from his belt.

But this porcelain bottle is not as big as Ye Xiangchun's palm, and looking at Mr. Huang's injuries, it is estimated that five more bottles of this medicine will not be enough to sprinkle.

But Mr. Huang said again: "Take it."

Only then did Ye Xiangchun suddenly realize that he quickly uncorked the bottle and poured it out. There were three vermilion pills inside.

"How many?" Ye Xiangchun asked.

But Mr. Huang seemed to have lost consciousness again and did not answer.

Ye Xiangchun thought for a while, poured one pill back, and left two for Mr. Huang to stuff directly into his mouth.

With such a serious injury, a pill the size of a bean might not be effective, and after taking all three, he was afraid that he would not have another meal, so Ye Xiangchun chose two.

Taking advantage of Mr. Huang's coma, Ye Xiangchun hurriedly treated his fractures.

　Chapter 10 is updated today, thank you for your support, I love you, good night.

　　
　
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