Hua Zhao gave Ye Shen medicine while scolding him.
But he couldn't bear to scold him too harshly. Looking at his current state, he was so sad that he shed tears.
Because her purpose was clear, she arrived at this small village in the mountains in one day.
One day is enough for Ye Ming to give Ye Shen a brief treatment.
However, some injuries cannot be seen at the time, but after a few days, they look scary.
Ye Shen's body was covered in bruises and his back was full of wounds, but fortunately they didn't look serious.
Maybe Miao Miao's body blocked the power of the bomb, maybe Ye Shen dodged in time, maybe he was thick-skinned, or maybe the bomb wasn't that powerful at all.
Everyone was just surprised that Ye Shen was still alive and praised him for his good fortune.
As for whether he can wake up, they don't know.
Ye Ming glanced at the red liquid in Hua Zhao's hand and said, "The red liquid is not for drinking, it is for external use."
After saying that, he stood up and pushed the village chief out of the house.
Hua Zhao just rushed in and gave Ye Shen medicine, without even noticing who was in the room.
The village chief came to see Ye Shen. If this man died, would he accept the money or not?
The village chief is quite simple.
Miao Miao's death in the explosion explains everything. This woman lied, and it was she who set the fire, not the unconscious man.
Moreover, the man kindly reminded the villagers before exploding, giving them time to escape.
Otherwise, a few unlucky guys would not be injured at home at this time, but would be eating directly.
This is the benefactor of their village!
How can you collect money from others?
"You take the money. Although he didn't start the fire, the houses in the village do need to be repaired," Ye Ming said.
"This is impossible!" the village chief said with a fierce face: "One code equals one code! Why should he compensate if he didn't let it go? Didn't the dead woman have a sister and a few accomplices who were caught?
Let her family pay compensation!"
Ye Ming didn't expect that this person was quite reasonable, and it was right to say so.
He nodded and took back the bundle of money he took out: "The 2,000 I borrowed from you before is just for you. Let's build the house quickly.
"When I get the compensation back for you, you can pay it back to me." Ye Ming said.
The village chief's eyes lit up: "Can you really come out?"
In fact, he just said harsh words. Why should he, an old farmer with no power and no one in his mountain nest, let someone with a high profile at first sight admit his debt and pay for it?
Unless you sue the authorities...if you sue, you may not win.
The key is that he doesn't dare.
"I'll help you get it. I can get it out." Ye Ming looked at the room, his face as dark as water.
The village chief looked at the man in front of him and believed what he said.
This looks like a more powerful one!
"Then I'll go get someone to build a house first." The village chief took 2,000 yuan and left happily.
Thinking that the benefactor in the house still didn't know what was going on, his smile faded again, and he walked out of the village with a tiger face, the only house in the village that had not been burned and was still intact.
In the room, Hua Zhao discovered the problem after being reminded by Ye Ming.
Fortunately, although the bottle in my hand is made of glass, it is a brown bottle that blocks light. You can roughly see the color of the liquid from the outside, but you won't notice that it is much different from the red potion.
Hua Zhao poured a bottle of medicine into Ye Shen's mouth, and then took out another bottle dipped in cotton wool to stop the bleeding and disinfect his back.
Thinking of something, she suddenly had an idea and took out a seed and put it in the palm of her hand. The seed sprouted and grew instantly, turning into extremely fine threads and wrapping around her hand.
Then he separated a strand of silk and, according to Hua Zhao's wishes, penetrated deep into the wound on Ye Shen's back, entangled the impurities inside, and pulled it out.
The soil, shrapnel and unknown impurities embedded in the muscles all came out, and Hua Zhao felt that his hands had become proficient.