Xu Lu's eyes were red, her head lowered shyly, and she didn't move for a long time. When he yelled like this, she was so frightened that she quickly stretched out her two little feet.
The hard look was like a white rabbit that was so frightened by the tiger that it couldn't even move.
Chen Yang was so angry and funny that he took off both of her feet and immersed them in the water.
"Ah~"
Xu Lu called out in a low voice and quickly pursed her lips.
Water is just the water in the tank.
Chen Yang naturally didn't have the time to boil the water.
The water is cold, but Xu Lu's heart is warm.
There were wounds all over. My feet, which had been running around the village for several days, had already been numb from pain, but now they felt a sharp pain like a knife when they entered the water.
Xu Lu understood immediately.
As Chen Yang said, if her feet are not treated, they will be scrapped.
Chen Yang frowned, with a look of disgust on his face. He first washed Xu Lu's feet in a wooden basin, and then tore off a piece of linen cloth and wiped them dry.
Then, he put the trauma herbs he picked randomly into his mouth, chewed them, spit them out and spread the green paste evenly on Xu Lu's feet.
"Ah~"
Xu Lu couldn't hold back and called out again.
There is a burning pain when the herbs are first applied, and then a cool and refreshing feeling, just like drinking iced sour plum soup in the dog days of summer.
"It doesn't hurt anymore?"
Chen Yang raised his eyes and asked.
"Um!"
Xu Lu nodded vigorously.
"Just a few common herbs, just use them."
As Chen Yang spoke, he wrapped the remaining linen strips around Xu Lu's feet.
After doing this, he quickly weaved the thatch pulled from the roof with his hands, and the simple but decent straw sandals were quickly taking shape.
After a few glances, Xu Lu realized from confusion that Chen Yang was knitting straw sandals for her.
Without Chen Yang's instructions, she didn't dare to put her feet down, for fear of ruining Chen Yang's hard work, so she just held them upright.
When Chen Yang was weaving straw sandals, he saw this scene out of the corner of his eye. He shook his head in amusement, then took off both of her feet with his hands and placed them on the edge of the wooden basin.
Xu Lu let it be manipulated and said with a blushing face: "Sir, you are so powerful, you know everything."
She was talking about woven straw sandals, and she secretly said in her heart that no matter how worn or old these sandals were, she would not throw them away, but would hide them at the bottom of the box. Whenever she saw the sandals, she would be reminded of the man in front of her.
Chen Yanghui misunderstood, thinking that she was talking about herbal medicine, and said casually: "There are many animals on the mountain, and they get injured from time to time.
Animals are just like people. If they are injured and left untreated, they will also become ulcerated and inflamed. This is especially serious in the hot summer. A small wound may be fatal."
"So when animals are injured, they will look for herbs on their own, chew them up and spit them on the wound, which will have some effect."
"This is the same one I used for you."
"This is nothing, it's just the oldest and most primitive medical skill.
The ancestors of our human race probably followed the example of other creatures."
Xu Lu was stunned for a while after hearing Chen Yang's long speech.
After he finished speaking, he came to his senses, shook his head and laughed: "Why should I tell her this?"
By this time, the simple straw sandals had also been knitted.