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Chapter 177 Reducing Tang Yazi's Fever (Fourth Update)

She felt that her brain was really broken, Tang Yazi fell ill on the bed, she was still happy with this excitement, hey!

Entering the room, the light suddenly dimmed.

A strange smell also hit the nostrils.

Damp, musty smell, mixed with a thick smell of sweat...

After her eyes got used to the light, Yang Ruoqing saw that the room was also bare.

In addition to a sleeping bed, a small wardrobe with peeling paint beside the bed is the wooden basin on the ground in the corner.

In addition, there is really no other furniture or daily necessities to be found.

The light was so dark that it turned out that the front and rear windows were blocked by a sieve.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head secretly, there was no ventilation, and the sunlight couldn't come in. Living in such an environment for a long time, her body would fall ill!

"Tang Yazi, wake up, girl Qing is coming to see you!"

Blacksmith Luo's back was a little hunched, and he was leaning over to call Luo Fengtang.

The person on the bed didn't move, only the sound of irregular breathing came.

Yang Ruoqing walked straight towards the bed.

Luo Fengtang lay on the bed with his head turned sideways, his face exposed outside.

He closed his eyes tightly, frowning his brows together, as if he was experiencing a very painful dream.

His face was flushed, and the area around his mouth was a little chapped.

Yang Ruoqing touched his forehead, it was scorching hot, even the breath he exhaled seemed to be on fire.

Her heart twitched.

"Uncle Luo, Tang Yazi has a fever. It may be a wound infection. Someone taught me how to deal with a wound infection. I will fix it for him. Can you help me?"

Without time to delay, Yang Ruoqing turned her head and said to Blacksmith Luo beside her.

Blacksmith Luo was surprised and looked at Yang Ruoqing.

He also heard about some of the things this girl did after recovering from her madness.

She took her nephew to do the tofu business to make money, and he knew it too.

This girl is capable and worthy of trust.

Blacksmith Luo nodded straightforwardly: "Sure, girl Qing, you can do whatever you want!"

"it is good!"

Yang Ruoqing said, this unconditional trust deepened her affection for the men of the old Luo family.

"Uncle Luo, go find me a bowl of wine first, the stronger the better. Then go and boil a pot of hot water!"

"There is a ready-made burning knife at home, I'll get it!"

After a while, the wine was brought over, and Blacksmith Luo went to the stove to boil hot water.

In the room, Yang Ruoqing sat sideways by the bed.

Luo Fengtang's high fever was caused by wound infection.

What she has to do now is to disinfect his wound first, clean it again, and then apply the medicine.

Next, help him cool down the fever.

There is no antipyretic, only physical means can be used to reduce it.

Soon, Blacksmith Luo brought a basin of boiling water and placed it beside the bed.

Yang Ruoqing looked around, but couldn't find a clean veil.

Gritting her teeth, she had no choice but to tear off another piece from her close-fitting clothes and use it as a veil.

"Uncle Luo, help me take off some of his pants, and I'll wash his wound."

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves, soaked the handkerchief in hot water.

Blacksmith Luo hesitated for a while, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Girl Qing, how do you clean it up? Come tell me to do it, okay?"

It's not that he's afraid of his nephew's butt being looked at, boy, let alone being looked at butt, it's okay to look at it all!

But he has to be responsible for Yang Sandi's daughter!

There is a girl doll, let her see a boy's butt, how does she behave if it is spread?

Hearing Blacksmith Luo's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly and shook her head.

"This is delicate work. I'm afraid that if you can't do it well, Uncle Luo, the infection will get worse. I'll do it myself!"

She twisted the veil [-]% dry, and turned around, "I applied the medicine to him yesterday on the mountain. It's important to save people, let's put everything else aside!"

Luo Tiejiang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that this little girl from Lao Yang's family was so young, but she understood righteousness so well!

Good girl!

"Okay, I'll thank you for your hard work, Qing girl!"

"Forehead……"

Yang Ruoqing was ashamed.

If it wasn't for her, Tang Yazi wouldn't have to suffer this crime.

It's only natural that she takes care of him!

"Let's do it!" she said.

Blacksmith Luo nodded, and took off Luo Fengtang's trousers a little, exposing the wound.

She was afraid that Yang Ruoqing would be embarrassed if she was here.

"I'll cook some porridge for Tang Yazi, and he will eat it when he wakes up."

After leaving these words, Blacksmith Luo hurried out of the house and went to work in the kitchen.

In the room, Yang Ruoqing was concentrating on cleaning Luo Fengtang's wound without distraction.

Unwrap yesterday's bandage, and wash it with a handkerchief soaked in hot water.

Then, dip in the spirits that burned the knife to disinfect the wound.

The moment the wound was stained with spirits, the rotting flesh made a slight 'sizzling' sound.

Just like pouring a few drops of water into the hot oil pan, it's hot and sour...

So that Luo Fengtang, who was originally asleep, suddenly tensed up, and then trembled slightly.

There was a muffled hum from his mouth, and his facial features were all wrinkled together.

"Tang Yazi, be patient, it will be fine after a while..."

Yang Ruoqing softened her voice, and carefully wiped his wound with the handkerchief stained with spirits.

Even so, his body couldn't help shaking.

"I'll blow it for you, it won't hurt anymore..."

Leaning down, she blew gently, disinfecting him while blowing.

It seemed to be really useful, his body slowly relaxed.

After the disinfection was completed, her hands were numb and her cheeks were sore.

He applied the medicine again neatly, and pulled a clean cloth to bind up his wound.

The next step is to physically cool him down.

Physical cooling is very simple, just take off his shirt.

The hot water was exchanged for wine, and it was soaked with a handkerchief and wrung out.

Wipe gently on his back, underarms, and palms to let the pores open naturally.

Yang Ruoqing got up the basin before getting up, went out of the house and went to the kitchen, intending to change to a basin of clean hot water.

……

Luo Fengtang had a very lengthy dream.

In the dream, he returned to Zuojiao Peak.

He and Qing'er were standing on the edge of the cliff, when a gust of mountain wind blew by, Qing'er slipped and fell off the cliff on her back...

"Qing'er..."

With a cry, he rushed over, but only tore off a piece of her sleeve.

In a hurry, he jumped down.

The bottom of the cliff was white, and his body broke the branches protruding from the cliff.

'Puff! '

He fell into a cold pool.

The icy cold water spread from all directions, poured in from his mouth and nose, his limbs were full of bones, the stinging cold, the heart-piercing pain!

He rolled and thrashed in the water, looking for Qing'er's figure...

The screen turned sharply, and there was a sea of ​​flames covering the sky and covering the earth in front of him, and the sky and the earth were all red.

He felt that every inch of his flesh was about to be torn apart by the fire, and every bone would be scorched into scorched earth.

He saw the familiar figure of the girl drifting away in the firelight.

(End of this chapter)