The Wild Princess: The Space Farmer's Strong Counterattack

Chapter 153

Qian Wu packed up her depressed and complicated mood, came to Da Gao's side, and re-examined his injuries.Because she had dealt with Qianbo's situation before, and Da Gao's injury didn't make her worry if she didn't look at it.Even though this person whom she had just met for a few days was now her worker, in such a crisis, if he fled regardless of Qianbo, that would be human nature, and Qianwu would not do anything to him.But now, in order to protect Qianbo, Da Gao let himself fall down with injuries. This kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and it cannot be expressed in a few words.What kind of virtue and ability does she have to let such a person go through life and death for her...
On Da Gao's body, the bruises were unknown. There were three single knife wounds, one on the calf, one on the chest, and the most serious one on the abdomen.The other two shallow wounds were bandaged with medicinal powder, and the bleeding had been stopped.But the wound on the abdomen was very deep, even if a lot of medicine powder was put in the small belt, the blood would still overflow through the medicine powder.If this continues, Da Gao may lose his life due to excessive blood loss.

Qianwu took out the space water and cleaned Da Gao's wound again, hoping that the water in the Tianchi Lake in this space would be powerful and have some effect of disinfection and anti-inflammation.Qian Wu tidied up the skin and flesh turned out of the wound, and then applied the trauma medicine she had taken from Yao Shengyi before, and finally took out the white gauze from the space, and tied the wound tightly with several thick layers.After staying for a long time, there was still no blood overflowing, which made Qian Wu heave a sigh of relief.I really have to thank Yao Shengyi, and of course I have to thank the white gauze that came from Yuan's warehouse.

After taking care of the first aid measures for trauma, Qianwu crushed the medicine for internal injuries into powder, and poured it into Da Gao with space water.Listening to Dagao's still strong heartbeat, Qianwu was relieved a lot, and she did everything she could, and the rest was up to God's will.

"Xiaowu..." Qianbo's hoarse voice called Qianwu's name, Qianwu turned her head, only to see that Qianbo next to her had woken up leisurely.

"Brother Qianbo! Are you awake?!! How do you feel?" Qian Wu was very pleasantly surprised, because she almost lost this talented and beautiful brother!Recalling the scene at that time, Qianwu still felt a wave of fear, because Qianbo's appearance at that time was really worrying.

"Well, I feel much better... Next time, Xiaowu should come in time... Brother Qianbo almost couldn't hold it anymore..." Qianbo smiled wryly, and also sarcastically fog.Although he knew that this was not Qianwu's responsibility, he didn't want to have such a separate life with Qianwu. It's a matter of course between relatives, isn't it?Also let Qianwu know that she saved him, and he doesn't have to blame himself for such a thing, no matter how he is, he is so useless!He wasn't afraid of death, he just felt that being tortured was too uncomfortable.And he still has a lot of things to do, and his own mission has not been completed, if he just died here, how unwilling he would be in the hands of such a small person!It would be a pity, and he felt that he could not forgive himself.However, the facts have proved that as long as the heart is firm enough, even Lord Yan can't take him away, can't he? !

"There won't be a next time. I didn't prepare enough this time. When I go back later, I'll find someone to prepare some poison for you. If anyone dares to mess with you in the future, I'll kill him first, and then we'll destroy the corpse!" Qian Wuqi Talking profusely, he carefully helped Qianbo to sit up.

"Haha...girls, you can't be so rude..." Qian Bo almost laughed, it seemed that when he was in a trance, he heard Qian Wu yelling at others, Lao Tzu If you want to kill you!He was so sad, how could anyone dare to marry such a cruel girl in the future.But it seems that at that time...
"Was anyone here just now?" Qian Bo asked, he vaguely heard someone else's voice.

"Well, a friend helped me a lot, and I have to leave in a hurry." Qian Wu's protruding mouth was sullen, because she almost killed someone, and Qing Hong had to stop her in time.

"My friend, my friend is very good. If there is an opportunity in the future, Brother Qianbo will also thank him." Qianbo is happy for Qianwu and envious of her.Qianwu has a unique charm that attracts many people to come to her and form bonds with her.On the other hand, he seems like a big girl who stays at home, never having any friends.But he has many caring and caring relatives like Qianwu, so one should not be too greedy.But in the future when his body recovers, he will make up for everything he wants.But what we need to do now is to improve our own ability...
"Xiao Wu helped his brother pick up all the calligraphy and painting test questions on the ground, and there are still some questions that have not been finished." Qianbo persisted, even if his body is still very weak, his hands can't use much strength.

"But, is it really possible?" Qianwu was very worried. It was just that his breathing became easier just now. The most important thing for him at the moment was to rest.But Qianwu knew that he must have a very important reason for insisting, because Qianbo has always been a smart person, and he clearly knows what he is doing.

"Go, promise to others. A gentleman must make promises, and people will not stand without faith." Everyone has their own persistence. Once they promise, they must keep it. All the reasons that hinder the failure to keep it are just excuses. It can only prove his cowardice.A man must stand upright, especially the man of the Xue family, but Xue Qianbo is not the only one who has perseverance, and he cannot be compared by his younger brothers.Moreover, the one who gave him the question was the Grand Master Su, the one they met at the gate of the city yesterday. Although he was a Grand Master from the previous dynasty, he was also a famous scholar, and he still had a lot of influence.Maybe his opportunity is here, what the Xue family lacks the most is such a relationship...

"it is good!"

Qian Wu picked up all the things on the ground one by one, and sorted them for Qian Bo'an to put them away.Calligraphy and paintings stained with blood, broken brushes, broken inkstones, some torn test papers... Tidying up the crooked stone tables, helping up the fallen stone benches, this is so damn damaged Thoroughly!So she's supposed to kill the old guy, right?Right?Just now she checked the situation of the big man who was hit by her and discarded by the old man Zhao, and foolishly gave him medicine for internal injuries and drank water from the space.Sure enough, her Xue Qianwu's brain is completely rusted!Is it okay to go up and give that person a knife now? !

"So many exam questions can't be finished in a while?" Qian Wu wanted to talk more about whether Qian Bo's body could hold on.Even sitting upright is a problem for him. Doesn't he have to lean against the stone table with his chest, and his hands for arranging the scrolls are weak, so what's the point of writing?Still have to hang the handwritten brush, how to ensure the quality of the words?Qianwu is full of worries about Qianbo.

"I underestimate your brother. After being bedridden for so many years, you can read and write like this. These few questions are nothing." Qian Bo chuckled, anyway, he had to persevere to the end.Besides, this is an old problem for him, but he has not suffered any trauma, and he is already familiar with how to overcome the pain.

"Well, water drops through stone, after decades, it is impossible for Qianbo brother to practice his unique skills!" Qianwu nodded with a double-armed chest.

"Ghost girl." Qianbo can't laugh or cry, he's only twenty-two, okay? !Great times are waiting for him, and what's going on over the decades?!
In the end, Qianbo had to help Qianwu to straighten his arms to write quickly. Although the font was a bit weak, it was gorgeous, elegant and neat.

Qian Bo also has a photographic memory that is rare among the Xue family, so the question papers are sorted out from the first one.Fortunately, he had already read all the test questions before, so he could silently write all the questions on the damaged paper.So he didn't have time to pay attention to how many white papers could be taken out of Qianwu's small pocket.

I heard that a major murder occurred in the pine forest on the mountainside, which shocked many people.The government's brigade came in a hurry, because the token that the person who reported the case was holding had a powerful background, and they could not afford to be provoked by these little people.The abbot of Tongtian Temple and Su Xueshi also came with people. One is responsible for what happened in the temple, and the other is directly related to himself. He is still thinking about whether he caused the trouble.

The two groups of people bumped into each other, and before they had time to exchange greetings, they rushed towards the pavilion in unison.However, the picture in front of them was very different from what they had imagined.

Although there were a few pools of blood on the ground of the gazebo, it could be seen that it had been tidied up and was no longer so messy.The two wounded men lay quietly on the long stone chair, and their undulating chests showed that they were both still alive.What attracts the most attention is the picture of the big and the young supporting each other and earnestly maintaining the writing.The little one looked at the big one with a sweet smile, holding the arm where the big one was writing with both hands, with respect and admiration in his eyes.The tall and delicate man seems to be in a very bad physical condition, with Han beads protruding from his forehead, but the expression on his beautiful face is joyful, which makes people think that he is insisting on something that makes him happy.Such a scene is as beautiful as a splash-ink painting, and people can't bear to disturb it.

(End of this chapter)