Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1941 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits (223)

When he watched everyone treat the wounds, he just wiped the blood on the wounds with a dirty cloth, some didn't even wipe it, but just blocked the wound with a cloth to prevent too much bleeding.

"First wipe the wound with a clean cloth dipped in some anti-inflammatory water, then spread the hemostatic powder, and wrap it with a clean cloth."

Lao Li was blushing. In fact, he opened his mouth a few times just now, just to ask about this matter.

But he just took such a big bag of grain from others, which weighed a hundred catties, and a big tank of water, so he was really embarrassed.

"It just so happened that the big guys didn't have any wound medicine, so I had the cheek to accept it for them." Lao Lizheng was very grateful in his heart.

After receiving the wound medicine, he quickly turned around and gave it to his youngest son, who was covered with plant ash on the wound on his arm, but was still oozing blood slowly, and told him to treat the wound quickly.

"Oh, it's a pity for Yu Langzhong. On the way, he was trampled to death by those bandit-like refugees. There is no doctor on the way. If the big guy is sick, he can only endure it. If he can survive it, he will survive it." , there is no way to make it through.”

Mentioning the sad experience along the way, Lao Lizheng's back was hunched again in an instant, and his brows and eyes were full of bitterness and sadness.

"Nowadays, living is suffering, but dying is easy."

Along the way, those who were scattered while running, those who disappeared, those who were trampled to death, women and children who were quietly dragged away, those who died of illness, and those who couldn't bear to commit suicide, the loss is too great.

There are less than 600 people left in the team of 300 people.

Among these people, many of them were injured.

There are new injuries and old injuries.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, I'd better call those who are seriously injured and let them deal with their wounds quickly!"

"Okay, you go quickly, I'll go ahead and explore the way to see if there is a good place to stay."

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Qiao Lao San just ran forward for a certain distance, when he bumped into his daughter who was running back with her youngest son.

"Stinky boy, do you dare to run around alone?"

Xiao An hurriedly pulled away his sister's hand, jumped down, and said, "Father, I just went to explore the road. There is a cave in front of me, but I have to walk six or seven miles into the mountains."

Yun Miao squinted at him and raised her eyebrows.

This brat is obviously chasing a bandit who escaped, and wants to find out where their lair is.

He didn't even think about it, these bandits who attacked Qiao's village a hundred miles away two or three days ago, and now they appeared a hundred miles away, how could their lair be near here?
It's stupid not to know what to call her.

If she puts down a mantra, that person will recruit everything. Is it necessary to run after him all over the mountain?
Joe's third child was just thinking about finding a place to stay, but now that his son said he found a suitable one, he couldn't care less about other things.

"It's okay, six or seven miles of mountain road, let's help carry those injured, we will be there soon."

With that said, he turned and hurried back.

The people in the village are now injured and tired, and some children are so frightened that they cry, and they are almost unable to survive.

I have to rest quickly and get some warm food to eat, An Anxin.

The siblings looked at each other helplessly.

They knew that kind-hearted people like their parents would not turn a blind eye to the embarrassment of the people in the village even if their temper had changed and their hearts had hardened a lot.

"Let's go, keep up." Xiao An sighed worriedly like a little old man, and caught up with his father first.

Yun Miao shrugged.

Well, just help, with her watching, there shouldn't be any confusion.

(End of this chapter)