Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 549
When the two came to the place where Mr. Huo lived, the third master was already there.

After seeing Fubao, the third master showed joy on his face.

He glanced at Mo Junying, and covered up for Fubao, hesitant to speak, and didn't dare to speak.

Fu Bao blinked his big watery eyes: "Third Grandfather, you can say whatever you want, I have nothing to hide from Brother Ying."

The third master understood as soon as he heard this.

He immediately said with a sad face: "Mr. Huo didn't know what kind of poison he was poisoned, and he passed out in a coma. I checked for a long time and couldn't find out the reason."

"Take me to have a look." Fu Bao looked back at Mo Junying: "Brother Ying, let's go in together."

"Okay." Mo Junying agreed with a smile.

As soon as he walked in, Fu Bao frowned.

"Do you grow hydrangea here?"

"What are hydrangeas?"

"A plant whose roots, leaves, and flowers are poisonous. It has antimalarial and antipyretic effects. Excessive doses can cause vomiting. It is mainly used for lung heat and sore throat. It has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxification. It can be decocted for external use, or ground into powder. Applying it can treat scabies and kidney cystic wind, and has the functions of clearing away heat and relieving itching."

The third master nodded: "I haven't heard of such a thing, and there must be none in this village."

"So it should be brought in by someone else, ask Uncle Zhu."

Zhu Zhuang was boiling water for Mr. Huo and preparing to wipe his body for Mr. Huo.

After hearing Fu Bao's question, he thought for a while and said, "Isn't the hydrangea flower a ball? The color is very beautiful?"

"There are many colors, not the only one."

Zhu Zhuang patted his legs and said: "That's right, someone sent a pot of flowers a few days ago. It was very beautiful. The old man liked it and put it in the bedroom. I accidentally dropped it when I was cleaning the table the day before yesterday. Yes, throw it away."

Zhu Zhuang was worried, and gave Fu Bao a good description of the appearance of the flower.

Fu Bao affirmed: "Then it must be a hydrangea. Where did you throw the flowers and soil?"

Zhu Zhuang said: "Then wait a minute, I'll throw it in the backyard, and I'll go get it."

"No need, let's go and see together."

When the group arrived there, Zhu Zhuang was dumbfounded. He obviously threw a pot of flowers here, even the broken pot, flowers and soil. Why was it so clean here, as if nothing had been thrown here?
The third master said: "Could it be that the children in the village saw the flower pots and flowers looking good and took them back?"

After saying this, I couldn't believe it.

The people in the village are so poor that they can't even eat enough to eat. Who would care about whether the flowers look good or not?
Besides, it is possible to take the pots back, and it is barely possible to take the flowers back, but it is definitely impossible to move the soil so cleanly.

Zhu Zhuang said with a serious expression: "I will report this to the higher-ups later."

Fu Bao nodded. She lowered her body and searched carefully on the ground.

Suddenly, she paused, stretched out her chubby hands and squeezed out a grain of soil the size of a grain of rice.

She put the soil under her nose and smelled it: "Yes, this is the soil for raising hydrangea wind, and it is still stained with hydrangea wind spores. Let's go into the house and see Grandpa Huo."

When he got to the house, Fu Bao said to Zhu Zhuang: "Uncle Zhu, please take off all of Grandpa Huo's clothes, just leave the underpants on."

They were all men, and Zhu Zhuang was not shy, so he took off Mr. Huo naked, leaving only a pair of underwear.

The third master said: "I checked, and I didn't see any wounds bitten by poisonous insects."

Fu Bao was walking over to check, but was stopped by Mo Junying.

I don't know why, knowing that they are all men, but Mo Junying just doesn't want Fu Bao to check other men's bodies.

Don't touch it, even take a look.

Mo Junying said: "I'll check it out, you just say it."

"Okay." Fubao Mo Junying has always been obedient to his words, so he didn't insist: "Brother Ying, take a look at Grandpa Huo's inner leg for wounds bitten by snakes."

When Mo Junying heard that the inner thigh was going to be checked, she was even more thankful that Fu Bao didn't check it.

When he found out that Fu Bao was a girl many years later, he was even more grateful for his foresight.

"Snake bite wound."

After Mo Junying checked, he realized that the wound on Mr. Fu's body was exactly the same as Mr. Huo's.

It's true that the enemy's plots continue, and the heart of death will never die.

He dared to attack the chief.

The 39th Division and Mr. Huo's Northwest Army are important troops to contain those American devils. They want to use the beheading operation to threaten and warn our country.

The reason why we don't kill directly is to break down our will slowly psychologically.

The old third master didn't understand these things, but said in shame: "I didn't notice these things."

Fu Bao comforted: "I don't blame the third grandpa, the main reason is that the golden ring snake likes the lower mouth where the temperature is slightly hot. The temperature inside the thigh is higher than other places, and there are more lymphatics, which is the easiest place for hydrangea toxin to accumulate. Based on these two points, the golden krait will also bite in such a hidden place."

Zhu Zhuang said anxiously: "Well, since you know the reason, Fubao, is there any way to save our old man?"

Fu Bao looked at Zhu Zhuang with a smile.

At this time, Mo Junying said: "If Fu Bao is cured, then what will you tell Mr. Huo, Guard Zhu?"

Zhu Zhuang was taken aback for a moment, then he understood.

People are afraid of famous pigs.

Moreover, Fubao possesses miraculous medical skills at such a young age. If it is spread, it will not be a blessing but a curse for Fubao.

Just like that Xu Yaomei.

Wasn't Xu Yaomei taken away just because she possessed magical skills?

But Mr. Huo is his leader, he can't deceive the leader.

Zhu Zhuang scratched his head in embarrassment.

Mo Junying said: "I didn't let you deceive the old man, so you can just say that the old man cured it?"

"But the third master can't cure him at all?"

"It couldn't be cured just now, can it be cured now? Who doesn't hide some ancestral life-saving medicine? What's more, the old man walks in the mountains every day, and he can't meet poisonous snakes?"

Zhu Zhuang struggled for a long time, then nodded: "All right."

Fu Bao said to the old third master: "Third grandfather, you are still giving the needles according to the acupuncture methods I taught you that time, first forcing the poison to the fingertips, Uncle Zhu, go and get a basin, and use it to release the poison later For blood, take a smaller basin, that basin will not be used in the future.”

"understood."

After Zhu Zhuang left, Fu Bao gave the old third master a medicine: "Third grandpa, this is a medicine that can cure all kinds of poisons. After a while, give the poisonous blood to Grandpa Huo. can be cured."

"Okay, okay." The third master took the pill excitedly, and then looked at Fubao expectantly.

Looking at the pitiful look of the third master, it looks like a big Tibetan mastiff greedy for fruit in her space.

Fu Bao chuckled: "I still have a few extra, I'll give you a dozen of them then."

The old man was overjoyed.

At this time, only Mr. Huo's weak voice came over: "Whoever sees has a share."

Fubao: ...

Mo Junying: ...

Third Master: ...

(End of this chapter)