Traveling through the Tang Dynasty: Peerless Village Girl

Chapter 14

What a fool, I walked for more than an hour without saying a word, and only farted when I was almost home...

Mo Feiyi smiled wryly, before it got dark, her dependent mother must have been waiting extremely anxiously, alas, it made her old man worry...

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the village entrance, he saw an anxious mother waiting with a torch.

Mo Feiyi's eyes turned red, and tears welled up in their sockets, "Mother..."

"Black girl, where are you going? Mother is worried to death. Hey, who is he?"

The mother was nagging, with expressions of worry, care, and love written all over her face.

"Mother, let's help him go home first."

The mother and daughter helped Tang Mu into the house, Mo Feiyi hurriedly explained to his mother, then hurried out and went straight to Uncle Li's house.

There is no doctor in the village, and it is impossible to go to the provincial capital to invite a doctor at this time. As soon as it gets dark, the gate of the city will be closed.

Tang Mu's wound was only temporarily bandaged and not sterilized, and there was no alcohol in this era, so he could only use high-strength shochu to sterilize.

Uncle Li's family brews wine, so she can only buy some high-grade shochu from Uncle Li, and use it as alcohol for disinfection.

In ancient times when the scientific and technological civilization was backward, a cold could kill a person, let alone an inflammation of the wound?Once the infection becomes inflamed, the wood scorpion is finished.

Mo Feiyi bought back the shochu, saw that his mother was about to paste green paste on Tang Mu's wound, so he hurriedly told his mother to stop.

After asking that the green thing is herbal medicine, which is good for wound healing, she was relieved, but the wound had to be cleaned and disinfected before applying the medicine.

"Hey, Wood Gap, it's going to be very painful later, you must hold on."

"Black girl..."

The mother was full of reproach. Although the clothes on Mr. Tang's body were filthy and tattered, they were only made of cotton cloth that only rich people could afford. Poor people could only wear coarse cloth.

After receiving a pile of cloth towels rolled into a roll, Tang Mu put them in his mouth and bit them. Mo Feiyi first washed the wound with clean water, and then poured shochu to disinfect it.

The burning pain in the spine caused Tang Mu, who was biting the cloth towel, to groan repeatedly, all the muscles in his whole body twitched, his face twisted and looked ferocious, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on his forehead.

Without anesthesia, it would definitely hurt to death. This wood is so strong that it is amazing...

While her mother was busy in the kitchen, Mo Feiyi tied up the last bandage, and then took a long breath.

For her, this is simply tormenting. After a long century, her whole body is limp and weak, and her clothes are soaked in sweat.

Tang Mu, who was bandaged like a big brown child, was pale and bloodless, lying on the bed and falling asleep.

I don't know how long it took, when he opened his eyes, they were immediately closed by the glare of the sun.

The thatched hut was full of loopholes, and rays of sunlight came in directly. Looking at the shabby shabby house, and Mo Feiyi who was sleeping on the edge of the bed, he only felt his nose sour and his eyes blurred.

There is a saying that a man does not flick his tears lightly, because he has not reached the place where he is sad.

He owes Miss Mo a lot, and he can't make it up with just one life!

(End of this chapter)