"Come, take down all the ones with the knife!" Chu Qing ordered.

If Xiaobao cannot die, it means that Xiaobao has a great life, and it does not mean that he can spare you Vos.

"Clang!" the sound of the knife falling to the ground.

The soldier Vos was scared and could not catch him when he heard Chu Qing say "take it down". He quietly retreated, hoping that the crowd would cover his figure.

But in the atmosphere where there was no other sound except the wind, the sound of the knife falling to the ground was too abrupt, and many people turned to look at him.

The soldier's face was covered in blood, and there were two pieces of porcelain poked on his cheekbones and forehead. His eyes dodged. As the guard of the Fourth Prince, his behavior was really embarrassing.

It was also because of his actions that when the guards stepped forward to seize weapons and detained the soldiers, the Worths did not dare to resist.

How can I resist? Daxuan people each held shovels and picked up picks. Chu Qing also brought a lot of guards, and there were also "bumps" that could kill a lot of them at once.

The soldiers held scimitars and used their strength. They did not want their weapons to be taken away, but they did not dare to persist. In the end, they were dismissed and brought to Chu Qing.

"Go back to the base!" Chu Qing announced to the Daxuan people: "From now on vacation until Kellydy comes!

If he doesn't come for one day, I will kill one person; if he doesn't come for two days, I will kill one pair! If these soldiers kill all of them and don't come to see me, I will burn all the grassland and avenge my son!"

Chu Qing's voice was loud, his tone was fierce, and his eyes turned viciously to the Vos jade-picking workers: "You guys, let's do it!"

The boys of Daxuan spat in the direction of the Worth people: "Spit! If you have a vegetation, don't come. I'll take a vacation, and then watch you turn into roasted lamb!"

From this moment on, "Chu Qing, who scrapes the ground", became "demon Chu Qing".

I can't recover from the injury here, and the doctor used up all the medicine powder in his hand. Chu Qing said that he wanted everyone to take good care of his injuries during the holiday.

Although many injured people are still alive, if they are not disinfected and treated in time, once the wound is infected, minor injuries will become serious and serious injuries will become dead.

A considerable proportion of the death toll on the ancient battlefield did not occur during the war, but died of infection after the war.

Soldiers Vos were tied into strings and escorted by the "Duits Federation"; Chu Qing took Xiaobao to ride back to the transit warehouse first.

Xiaobao had an injury on his back and could only face Chu Qing sitting on the horse's back. Chu Qing tied the child with him with his belt, just like holding him.

Xiaobao lay in Chu Qing's arms and couldn't help laughing: "Mom, I haven't been hugging for a long time."

I am so seriously injured, but I don’t cry or scream, and I also try my best to comfort my mother... Child, don’t have to hold on, my mother is there, just cry if you feel pain!

Chu Qing was afraid that Xiaobao would feel uncomfortable, so he asked him from time to time how he felt. Even if Xiaobao closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, he would still answer: "Mom, I'm fine."

Zhuo Yao looked at it with a distress, and blamed Chu Qing a little, "Don't talk to him, let him sleep for a while."

Chu Qing pursed his lips and nodded.

For some reason, although the doctor said that Xiaobao was fine, Chu Qing had the fear of losing him.

Just now, when the doctor pulled out the arrow, Chu Qing saw the scar on Xiaobao's back, and the arrow was inserted into the scar.

If Master Lu hadn't told her about Xiaobao falling off the cliff on the day Chu Yuan got married, Xiaobao would probably have never told her.

If she didn't come today, Xiaobao might...

Tears were falling down, dripping along the jaw on Xiaobao's side face. Xiaobao opened his eyes in a daze, saw the tears on Chu Qing's cheeks, and reached out to wipe them: "Mom, I'm fine."

Zhuo Yao's voice was also a little more, but after all, he was a man. He expressed his concern with scolding: "Go to sleep quickly, don't feel tired!"

When he returned to the transit warehouse, it was already dark. Zhuo Yao did not rest for a moment, so he took a carriage and immediately returned to the river beach to pull the wounded.

Xiaobao didn't eat for a day, so Chu Qing cooked millet porridge for him. When he wanted to feed him, he found that Xiaobao had been asleep and still couldn't wake up, and he started to get hot.

Chu Qing remembered that the doctor pulled out the arrow and only sprinkled medicinal powder, and there was no disinfection, and there was nothing to disinfect.

Xiaobao quickly removed the gauze from the wound. Sure enough, the pus inside was covered in a mess and became inflamed.

Chu Qing quickly found the "jade liquid nectar" for disinfection and cleaned the wounds with his own hands.

He had suffered such injuries and knew how painful it would be to touch strong alcohol in the wound. Chu Qing was going to stuff a towel into Xiaobao's mouth and bit it, but Xiaobao just frowned.

"Xiaobao, does it hurt?" Chu Qing called out softly.

Xiaobao frowned, his pale face seemed to blame himself and feel sad. The blue veins on the forehead raised due to the pain, his small body trembled slightly, and his lips moved.

Chu Qing couldn't hear clearly what the child was saying, so he stopped what he was doing, put his ears to Xiaobao's lips, and heard-

"Mom, I'm fine, don't be afraid...

Mother, I seem to have caused trouble. Will I cause you trouble? Will someone impeach you?

...Mom, today is my birthday, I don’t want to do the questions...

Mom, who would lock the chicks and rabbits together?

Mom...Mom, I'm sorry...I'll listen carefully, don't be angry, okay? I was wrong..."

Clang! The wine bowl in Chu Qing's hand fell to the ground: "Son!"

Suddenly, Chu Qing remembered that the day she traveled was May 13, the birthday of her son Meng Dong, and the lunar calendar that day was April 13!

"Xiaodong! Xiaodong!" Chu Qing collapsed and shouted his son's nickname, but he couldn't shout it out any more.

Oh my God!

What the hell is going on!

I came here through time because I had high blood pressure, but my son was healthy. Why did he wear it too? Why!

Chu Qing's eyes turned black, and all the scenery began to rotate, blurry, and dizzy. Xiaobao's voice came again, the volume seemed a little louder, and his tone seemed anxious and in a hurry:

"Mom, I won't make you angry anymore... Assuming that chickens are x, then chicken feet are 2x..."

Chu Qing's tears fell like rain.

The child has not been disinfected yet, so he cannot let his life lose his life in this world!

Pressing down the surging inside, Chu Qing poured the wine from the jar directly on the gauze and quickly cleaned the wound.

She said: "Son, mom is wrong."

She said: "Son, mom is not angry, mom will never really be angry with you."

She said: "Son, it's my mother wrong. Mom should have told you a happy birthday early in the morning..."

She said: "Son, mom will never hit you again. You are such a happy child. How can mom make you unhappy..."

She said: "Wake up, son, mom has prepared a birthday cake for you..."

When Xiaomu came in with the medicine bowl, he saw Chu Qing holding Xiaobao's hand and squatting beside the low bed.

There was a small stool not far away, but Chu Qing didn't want to spread Xiaobao's hands away to get the stool for a moment, so he curled up and squatted beside Xiaobao's bed.

"Boss, please sit for a while."

Xiaomu brought the bench over and saw the crotch of cowhide broken in half on the foot of the bed, and said, "I'll make another one."

Chu Qing then reacted. She grabbed Xiaomu's sleeve: "Did you make this for Xiaobao? Auntie, oh no, thank you, this thing saved Xiaobao's life, Xiaomu, you saved Xiaobao's life, Auntie thank you!"

As he said that, Chu Qing held on to get up, and at least he had to give Xiaomu a gift first.

"Dong...Both house!" Xiaomu was so shocked that he hurriedly helped Chu Qing: "Dong family, aunt...Both house, don't..."

Xiaomu was incoherent: "This is not... this crotch is what the mountain manager wants to do. His back hurts and he can't bear the cold, but he still insists on working in the warehouse at night before I asked me to do it for him...

I didn’t let any good fur be used. I said that it was my brothers who worked hard to buy it and had to sell it to them at a good price. These few pieces of sterilization were bad and they smelled bad. I asked me to wear it."

Chu Qing still bowed to Xiaomu: "Aunt, thank you, thank you for taking care of my son!"

There was a noise outside the yurt. The first group of wounded soldiers who came back behind Chu Qing stood outside the door. They did not dare to be too loud, for fear of disturbing Xiaobao, but they were even more afraid that Xiaobao would not wake up.

"Stop asking, let's wait, don't make the president quarrel."

"It shouldn't be a problem, right? It's been more than an hour. Our injuries have been treated. Why didn't the president move?"

Someone tried to ask: "President, are you doing well?"
Chapter completed!