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Chapter 569

Taking advantage of the fact that Meng Wenhao had not come back, Xiao Lingyue was idle and checked the little boy's condition.

The boy was about eleven or twelve years old, and was skinny and bone-skinned, with wounds drawn from whips, and his skin was blooming.

Although it looks scary, it is fortunately not fatal.

The reason for being unconscious.

On the one hand, it is caused by excessive blood loss due to whip injuries, and on the other hand, it is caused by severe malnutrition and overwork.

Half an hour later, Meng Wenhao ran back with something in his arms panting: "Miss Chen, I found some things. Do you see if it's useful?"

He put the cloth package in his arms on the ground, untied it and said, "I went to the place where the bandits usually rest, and they were not well hit by stones there, and most of the things can't be found."

"I rummaged through the ruins for a long time and found only these, I don't know if they are enough."

The cloth package was packed with a single piece of broken quilt, with three cowhide water bags scattered in it, a few coarse cloth clothes stained with soil, a clay pot with a notch, and a small bag of salt wrapped in oil paper.

There are also two dirty and dirty buns.

Meng Wenhao said awkwardly: "I have really searched for it for a long time, and that's all."

Xiao Lingyue comforted: "This is already very good."

She picked up a water bag and shook it, with the sound of liquid shaking inside.

I thought it was water, but when I opened the lid, the pungent smell of strong wine came to my face.

"It turned out to be wine?" Xiao Lingyue was a little surprised.

"Those bandits are all addicted to alcohol. The water bags are filled with wine. I can't find clean water." Meng Wenhao said depressedly.

"It's okay, it's better to have wine." Xiao Lingyue picked up other water bags and shook them. She knew about the capacity inside, and she felt relieved.

Although the ancient spirits were only 34 degrees at most, and the sterilization effect was better than nothing, it was much better than ordinary water.

It would be nice if there was.

What else can be picked at this time?

Xiao Lingyue was in a hurry to clean Zhan Beihan's wound and said to Meng Wenhao: "I just checked this child, and his injury is not serious for the time being."

"You tore these clothes into strips of cloth, dip them in wine, scrub the wound on his body, and then sprinkle the powder on the wound, and you will soon stop the bleeding."

Xiao Lingyue took out two bamboo tubes containing medicine powder and handed them to him.

"Really? That's great!" Meng Wenhao's eyes lit up and he quickly reached out to take it.

"Treat the wound first, and ask me if you don't understand anything." Xiao Lingyue waved her hand and didn't bother to say more.

Among the things Meng Wenhao found, there were a few dirty coarse cloth clothes, which looked like they were used by bandits to change them.

They have become bandits, and their daily life habits are not much better.

The clothes were dirty, as if they had never been washed. The black sweat dirt, oil stains and some indescribable dirt were clearly visible on the collar sleeves, and they were turned out from the ruins, with mud and dust on them.

It's really unattractive.

After tearing this kind of clothes into strips of cloth to bandage the wound, Xiao Lingyue was afraid that Zhan Beihan's wound would be more severe and he really couldn't do it.

In desperation, she simply tore her inner clothes, tore them into strips of cloth in a few seconds, picked up a ball of strong wine, and carefully scrubbed the wounds on the man's shoulders, arms and back.

The skin of the wound was burned by the strong wine and penetrated into the flesh and blood.

The man seemed to have some perception in his coma. Mo Hei's sword eyebrows were furrowed unconsciously and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After Xiao Lingyue cleaned the arrow wound on his shoulder, sprinkled with hemostatic powder, wrapped it tightly with a cloth strip, then picked up his right hand and cleared away the gravel and dust from the flesh and blood.
Chapter completed!