Chapter 132 (1/2)

Slowly is the soft rib of mulberry night.

Facing her gaze, he couldn't say no.

Sangye finally went home with the White Emperor.

Nine yuan brought back a lot of wounded people. As soon as he got home, he immediately threw himself into the cause of rescuing the wounded and the dying.

Bai Di bandaged the wound on his arm again.

Mulberry night came over, still no expression on the face, but in the eyes showed a bit of remorse: ”I'm sorry, I shouldn't hurt you and frost cloud.”

Bai Di gently smile: ”a little injury, after two days, it will be good, the family together is the most important.”

Mulberry night down the eyes.

”We have no one to blame you, you don't have to blame yourself,” the White Emperor comforted

Mulberry night but said: ”I am a very dangerous existence, in the future is likely to hurt slowly, you for the sake of slow safety, should not stop me to stay by slowly side?”

White Emperor just gently smile: ”you won't.”

”How can you be sure I won't hurt her? In case I can't control myself, just like the two times before... ”

”You love her, don't you?”

Bai Di's rhetorical questions make sang Ye silent.

White Emperor patted him on the shoulder: ”we all love her, so don't let her sad.”

“……”

”I'll go and help you slowly. If you have a good rest, come with me.”

It was not until the White Emperor had gone away that sang Ye uttered a word in a low voice.

”Good.”

I don't know whether I'm in agreement with the request that I don't want to be sad, or I'm going to help you.

The 13th floor was set aside as a medical area.

All the injuries are concentrated in this layer.

Among the orcs brought back by the nine yuan, there were more than 80 wounded, including two seriously injured patients.

Slowly, I went to see the two seriously injured patients. One had been kicked to the viscera, the other had to be hit to the head. They were unconscious. They could see that the breath was less than the inhalation, and they might die at any time.

Such a serious injury cannot be saved by taking medicine alone.

The world can't operate, and it doesn't work slowly. After all, she's not a serious surgeon.

She did not hesitate, directly let people boil a pot of blood nourishing soup, and then take advantage of the unexpected, cut fingers, squeeze some blood mixed into the soup.

After drinking the soup, the two seriously injured patients woke up soon.

Slowly give them a general examination, found that their internal organs and head have different degrees of healing, they have successfully passed the dangerous period.

It seems that her blood did work.

Slowly relieved, he told the Dongya who was following him: ”you are responsible for taking care of these two patients. You should have a bowl of medicine in the morning and evening every day, and feed them to drink. If you have any situation, please let me know.”

In the face of the little female's bright eyes, Dongya's face was flushed, and she quickly responded: ”good teacher!”

He knew that he understood medicine slowly, so he came to help him and learn some medical skills.

Originally, he thought that he would ignore him slowly, and might even drive him away, because he heard that the witch doctors knew how to protect secrets, and that they would never impart their own medical skills and knowledge to a third person except their own disciples.