"Okay." Xin'er took the Tianshan Snow Lotus and left the room.
Fenghua breathed a sigh of relief.
"Can you let me treat your wounds?"
Fenghua then handed over his hand.
Gui Jianchou sighed, looking at the deep wound, he felt distressed in his heart.[
He knew that it was very dangerous to go to the Tianshan Mountains. The snow wolves there were as ferocious as tigers. It would be great if she could come back alive. She could also pick the snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains, which was already considered a great achievement.
He took out a medicine bottle from the medicine box, carefully sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, and then wrapped it with gauze.
"Didn't I give you a pack of medicinal powder to apply when you are injured? Why didn't you use it?" Gui Jianchou raised his head. Although the wound showed signs of decay and suppuration, it was not very serious. After his treatment, it was very healed.
It will be fine soon.
Fenghua didn't say anything. She gave Han Qingjue the packet of medicinal powder. If it weren't for the medicinal powder, he probably wouldn't have been able to save his life! Thinking of Han Qingjue, Fenghua took his hand and said, "There is another person who needs it."
You treat me, come with me quickly."
When Gui Jianchou saw the injured Han Qingjue, he understood.
He walked forward, looked at the injury on his shoulder, and frowned slightly. This injury was much more serious than Fenghua's hand injury. However, fortunately, the wound did not rot after using his medicinal powder.
The saliva of snow wolves has the ability to eat. The wounds bitten by them will fester and rot. If not treated properly, the wounds will spread throughout the body and eventually lead to death!
Feng Hua's wound was just a claw wound, which was okay, but Han Qingjue's wound was obviously bitten by a wolf's fang! The degree of decay would have been terrible! If it hadn't been for his medicinal powder, his life would have been saved long ago.
Han Qingjue's face looked pale due to too much loss. She blinked feebly, glanced at him, and fainted.
"Han Qingjue!" Fenghua frowned and called him urgently. On the way back, he had fainted many times. I was really afraid that if he fainted again, he would never wake up again.
"It's just a miss, it's okay!" Gui Jianchou said calmly, "The powder contains the ingredients of sleeping pills. His wounds will heal quickly during sleep!"
It turned out that this was the case, and Fenghua breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll help him simply treat the wound and bandage it, and he'll be fine."