She frowned, how much blood would it take to do this?

"Lift your body up a little and let me see the wound." She said softly.

"Um."

Luo Fengtang did as she asked.

The wound was a little lower on his lower back.

Fortunately it's not a butt, he thought to himself.

Just when my mind turned this corner, I suddenly felt a chill behind my butt.

It turned out that it was Yang Ruoqing who had ripped half of his pants off.

"It's too troublesome to take it off, so I need to make a gap so that I can apply medicine." She gave this answer.

"Um."

Luo Fengtang responded, turned his head and lay down on the pillow.

He is a man, and he has been in the military camp for a long time. He is informal in many aspects.

What's more, except for Qing'er, there are all men in this room.

He has nothing to be ashamed of.

He simply lay there and rested, feeling the girl's warm little hands, busy behind him.

Yang Ruoqing first checked his wounds.

The wound is not long, but somewhat deep.

There was a lot of blood, and it was obvious that he had simply dealt with it himself.

However, the treatment was not thorough enough, or it may have been disturbed when applying force later, and blood was still oozing out.

"This was scratched by a knife. Did you fight with someone?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "There was no fight, he was accidentally injured by the hatchet."

"ah?"

She was surprised.

She knew his skills well.

Accidentally injured by a hatchet?

What a low-level mistake this is?

"It's all my fault. It's my fault. If I hadn't tied the hatchet to the cart, Tang Yazi wouldn't have ended up like this..."

The unfamiliar old man who had been standing at the foot of the bed with his neck hunched spoke up.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the old man, a trace of displeasure flashed across her eyes, but she didn't ask anything.

The top priority is to treat Tangyazi's wounds first.

She used the clean soft cloth she brought with her to wipe the blood stains near his wound.

Lao Suntou and her uncle came back, bringing the hot water and medicine kit she needed.

Yang Ruoqing cleaned Luo Fengtang's wound again, first using water and then wine to disinfect it thoroughly.

When the wine touched the wound, it made a slight sizzling sound.

The people next to me could hear their mouths twitching, but Luo Fengtang lay there without saying a word.

"Tangyazi, scream out when it hurts, it's so uncomfortable to hold it in."

Old Suntou said with a distressed look on his face.

The old man admired his grandson-in-law from the bottom of his heart.

Luo Fengtang grinned at Old Man Sun: "Don't worry about me, Mr., this little pain is nothing."

Then, he glanced at the sullen Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, just do what you need to do, don't worry about me."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him helplessly: "We are all injured. Just take care of yourself first. Lie down and I will give you medicine."

She took out the hemostatic powder from the medicine kit and sprinkled it on the wound.

However, looking at the wound with slow blood flow, the effect of this medicinal powder was not obvious when sprinkled on it.

Yang Ruoqing frowned and increased the amount of medicinal powder.

However, as soon as I sprinkled it on, the bleeding seemed to have stopped.

However, before a moment passed, blood began to flow again.

It was washed away again by the slowly overflowing blood.

"The medicine is not powerful enough."

she thought.

This golden medicine is grown wild in Mianniu Mountain and has a very good hemostatic effect.

Every time I used it before, it always worked. Why did it fail this time?

"Let me take a look!"

Yan Huaian's voice came from behind, and someone came to the bedside.

Yang Ruoqing stepped aside, and Yan Huaian leaned down and gently pressed twice on Luo Fengtang's wound.

Yan Huaian was secretly surprised when he caught a glimpse of the wolf head birthmark on the side of Luo Fengtang's butt.

He squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the birthmark again.

Wolf head, is that...?

Beside, Yang Ruoqing saw this little anomaly in Yan Huaian's eyes.

A trace of suspicion flashed through my heart.

But she still said without changing her expression: "Old man Yan, look at this..."

Yan Huaian came to his senses, took out a small wooden box from his body and opened it.

A cool fragrance wafted out.

"Try this medicine." He said.

"Is this taken internally or externally?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yan Huaian said: "Half and half."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

So he broke the pill into two pieces, fed one piece to Luo Fengtang to eat, crushed the other piece into powder, and sprinkled it carefully on the wound.

Sure enough, it took a while.

The effect came out, and the blood really stopped leaking out.

"Uncle Yan, thank you very much for sending me the panacea," Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang also looked at Yan Huaian with gratitude.

He struggled to get up and give Yan Huaian a fist, but was stopped by Yan Huaian.

"Young man, you're injured, don't move," he said.

Luo Fengtang nodded and lay back down again.

Here, Yang Ruoqing said to Yang Huazhong: "Dad, go find a pair of your pants and I will put them on for Tang Yazi later."

"Well, okay, I'll go right away."

Yang Huazhong quickly walked out of the house.

Here, Yang Ruoqing picked up the quilt and covered Luo Fengtang again.

I don't know if it was the effect of the medicine, or Luo Fengtang himself was too tired.

Not long after applying the medicine, he fell asleep.

Everyone in the house left the house.

Yang Huazhong greeted Yan Huaian and went to the main room to drink tea.

At the door of the room, the old man who had been standing at the foot of the bed now came to Yang Ruoqing.

The old man's face was full of guilt. He said to Yang Ruoqing: "My granddaughter, it's all my fault. It's my fault that made my granddaughter-in-law hurt the city like this..."

Yang Ruoqing was packing the medical kit in her hand. After hearing these words, her eyes fell back on the old man in front of her.

He was wearing the clothes customary for mountain people, complete with patches.

Standing side by side with Lao Suntou, they are 60% similar in stature and facial features.

However, his body does not look as strong as that of Lao Suntou.
To be continued...