Chapter 95

Needling in the pulse, especially this forced pulse sealing behavior, will cause irreversible damage to the meridians more or less, which may not be a big deal to ordinary people, but Zimo is a martial arts practitioner, and the smooth flow of the meridians is very important for him.

"Sister, you see, brother Zimo's wound really doesn't bleed." Yuanhao happily shakes Yuanqiu's arm.

Yuan Qiubai looked at him and said, "look at you. It seems that you don't believe your sister's medical skills very much. You have to see before you can believe it."

Yuan Hao was embarrassed to scratch his head and said: "no, I always believe in my sister's medical skills, really, really."

Yuan Qiu shaved his nose: "you little devil, what do you think I don't know?"

Soon after the blood stopped, Yuan Qiu used alcohol soaked needle and thread to suture the wound.

Yuan Hao has been standing on one side to watch. He sees his sister's hand holding the needle and thread constantly flying around brother Zimo. His movements are fluent and swift. Each needle is accurate, as if he has practiced thousands of times, not like the first time to sew the wound.

When did his elder sister learn such a good skill? He didn't know it at all. Is it true that this skill was taught by an old man with white beard who met him in the mountains three years ago?

There was a sudden gust of wind outside, and a torrential rain poured down, bringing gusts of cold into the inner room.

"Why did it suddenly rain?" Yuan Hao stood at the window and muttered. He closed all the windows according to his sister's orders to stop the cold.

At this time, Zi Mo's body has no ability to resist. A little cold can make him have a cold and a fever, and the high fever will make his injury more complicated.

"It's a timely rain." Listening to the rain outside, Yuanqiu couldn't help laughing.

Yuan Hao doesn't understand: "what's good about rain?"

"Zi Mo must have left a lot of traces on his way to escape. Even though it's dark now, the other party hasn't found them yet, but once it's dawn, these traces will be exposed in front of people. They follow the traces all the way. Are they afraid they can't find our family?"

Yuan Hao's face turned white when he thought of the evil god and man he saw that day. He said, "well, what should I do?"

"So it's a timely rain. With this rain, any trace will be washed away. Even if they want to find Xipo village, it will take them more time."

Yuan Hao breathed out a long breath, patted his chest and said, "fortunately, this is really a life-saving rain."

Just after midnight, Zimo began to have a fever. As expected in the first autumn, although the rain helped them a lot, it would also bring them some trouble. The rain in late autumn was cold. Just a wisp of wind and cold invading Zimo's body was enough to make him seriously ill for three days.

There was no herb in her medicine box for fever abatement, so she could only take physical measures for fever abatement temporarily. She kept applying cold towel to her forehead, and then wiping her body with hot towel. So many times, she finally got rid of the high fever at dawn, and Yuanqiu fell asleep on zime's Kang because of the tiredness of the night.

When Zi Mo woke up, the pain of his wound and broken leg made him unbearable, but after all, he was a man. No matter how painful he was, he would not cry like a woman. He bit his teeth and opened his eyes. Everything in front of him was so familiar, which made him feel at ease. He came back unexpectedly. After a bloody battle last night, he escaped by chance. At that time, he was seriously injured, and he was drugged. It was dark He couldn't tell the direction at all. He only moved slowly with a stream of obsession until he gradually lost consciousness.

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