Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 267 Healing

  Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan saw that the third uncle had become like this, their faces turned pale, and they almost cried.

   "Sorrowful Star!" Mrs. Zhang cursed again bitterly.

   Mu Qingli got angry and said coldly: "What do you want to do? Are you shaking and wanting to show your prestige after everyone left? Do you want me to go out and shout and ask everyone to come and listen?"

"you--"

   "Tell me a little less!" Mr. Zhang reprimanded Mrs. Zhang, but also gave Mu Qingli a dissatisfied look.

   Mu Qingli gave him a big look and choked him.

   "Uncles, go back first, it's enough to have me here." Mu Sangu said to Mr. Zhang.

   "You?" Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but sneer again, and said bitterly: "Will you take care of it? Don't end up with bad things happening to you!"

   Even the best-tempered person would get angry when they heard these malicious words in such a situation, not to mention that Mu Sangu was not a good-tempered person at first, but in the past, people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

   Hearing this, he glared at Mrs. Zhang with fiery eyes, but Mu Qingli sneered at Mrs. Zhang first, "Would you like to send it to your house? Will you take care of it?"

   "This is my home, please leave!" Mu Sangu said coldly.

   Old Madam Zhang choked and was frightened by Mu Sangu's expression. She couldn't say what she wanted to say, and was dragged away by Mrs. Zhang in a dejected manner.

   "Take good care of Zishan, remember to call us if you have anything, don't be brave, this is a big deal." Mr. Zhang's mind was full of lawsuits, and he only felt a headache and irritability.

   Mu Sangu responded lightly.

   Mr. Zhang sighed and had no choice but to leave.

   "Sister, the third uncle will be fine, right?" Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan rushed in, their faces full of tension and worry, as well as a bit of fear.

   "Of course not!" Mu Qingli patted their hands and let them play in the yard.

   Mu Sangu sat down tiredly and forced a smile: "Qingli, Yunshen, I really owe you today. Go back, I won't leave you anymore, and later—"

   Speaking of the word "later", Mu Sangu's face changed slightly and sighed: "You guys will come to play later."

   Mu Qingli smiled and said: "We will leave later, Sangu, don't you know, Mo Yunshen also knows medicine, especially the best at treating this kind of trauma!"

  Mu Sangu's eyes lit up with a "swipe", and she said eagerly: "Really?"

   Mo Yunshen smiled bitterly to himself: Madam started to let him take the blame again...

   had to cooperate with a reluctant smile and nodded: "If Sangu can trust me—"

   "You can trust it, you can trust it, of course you can trust it! Yun Shen, you, show him quickly!" Mu Sangu nodded again and again.

   Mu Qingli is not someone who can brag, of course Mu Sangu believes it.

   She also knows a little about Mo Yunshen's origin, and has no doubts.

Mu Qingli originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to convince Mu Sangu, but he didn't expect it to be so easy, so he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly smiled: "Sangu, don't worry, Mo Yunshen just whispered to me. , said Uncle San's injury is easy to treat, it's not difficult at all! It just so happens that he carries some things with him, which can come in handy. Well, Uncle San, go and boil some hot water first!"

  Mu Sangu said "Ah!" She was so happy that she felt a little dizzy. She opened her eyes and looked at Mo Yunshen, her breath was a little short, but she was so excited that she was so excited that she couldn't say a word.

  Mo Yunshen wiped his sweat silently, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Well, Sangu, go and boil the water, just leave it to me here."

"Hey, good! Good! I'm going to boil water, I'm going to boil water now!" Mu Sangu staggered out like a sleepwalker and almost tripped over the threshold. When Mu Qingli saw it, she hurriedly called Xiao Ya'er. Come with Xiaoluan to accompany her.

  Otherwise, it would be hard to say if the kitchen was set on fire in the event of a wandering world.

   Mu Qingli breathed a sigh of relief, took out the gauze, disinfectant alcohol, cotton swabs, trauma medicine and various other medicines from the space and handed them over to Mo Yunshen.

  Since Zhang Zishan has lost too much blood, replenishing blood is the first priority.

   Big blood vine fruit comes in handy.

   Of those big blood vine fruits that were picked, Mu Qingli refined six of them to make a blood-boosting elixir, which was ready to be used at this time.

   poured some ground milk, dissolved the two pills, poured Zhang Zishan with Mo Yunshen and swallowed it.

   Fortunately, it was refined into pills, otherwise, Zhang Zishan at this moment would not be able to swallow the whole big blood vine fruit.

  Mu Qingli cut another piece of Wannian ginseng and put it in Zhang Zishan's mouth.

   Mo Yunshen clasped his palm on his vest, slowly sending an internal force into his body.

   After a while, I saw that Zhang Zishan's face was no longer so pale, and his complexion returned to two points of normal. His originally cold hands were slightly warmer, and his breathing and pulse were stronger than before.

   Mu Qingli and Mo Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and Mu Qingli smiled and said, "Let's re-bandage his wound now."

   The things she provided were of course many times more expensive than that of Mr. Yu.

   "I'll be alone here, go and accompany Sangu." Mo Yun nodded deeply, but drove her out.

  Joke, after all, there is a difference between men and women. Of course, Mo Yunshen can't keep Mu Qingli here. Even the elders, there are differences between men and women.

  Mu Qingli didn't understand this at first, so she said: "Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan are with Sangu, don't need me, stop talking, hurry up!"

  Mo Yunshen didn't want to say more about this man's big nerves, so he had to explain it bluntly, and then pushed the woman who was a little sluggish for a moment out.

  Mu Qingli: "..." Silently twitched the corners of his mouth, this guy has so many problems...

   Complaining in my heart is a complaint, but what happened to the inexplicable little joy?

   Mu Qingli slapped her forehead and felt that she might be a little abnormal, so she turned around and went to the kitchen.

   By the way, I brought Xiaoluan to the warm water that was boiled and mixed and went over to Mo Yunshen to fight.

   "Third aunt rest assured, third uncle's condition has improved, his face looks better, and his breathing is much smoother and stronger, really." Mu Qingli smiled comfortingly.

   "Really? Thank goodness!" Mu Sangu breathed a sigh of relief, half of his heart was relieved, only to feel that all his strength was about to be drained, and he couldn't even move for a while while sitting on the small stool.

  Xiaoluan learns how to deal with wounds, Mo Yun deeply understands what Mu Qingli means to send him over, so he asks him to do it together, pointing and explaining.

  According to what Mu Qingli had previously explained, first wipe the wound clean with warm water, then apply a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant alcohol for disinfection, then apply the medicine, and finally wrap it with gauze.

  Xiaoluan saw such a **** and ferocious wound for the first time. At first, his hands trembled with fright, but he endured it. He followed Mo Yunshen's instructions step by step, and there was no mistake or flaw.

   (end of this chapter)