The old storyteller had finished a bowl of rice porridge, so he picked up a big spoon and served himself a second bowl.
When Yuan Xiaolou said that Ye Xiaochuan had wet the bed, he was not surprised.
While he was serving porridge, he said: "If you didn't feed him sugar water last night, nothing would happen. You can solve the problems you caused by yourself. I won't get involved."
Yuan Xiaolou was a little embarrassed and said: "Me?
How... how can I help him... No, no!"
Big Head smiled and said: "Haha, this handsome beast has known this result for a long time.
Besides you, who else can help him change his diaper?
Also, the black jade intermittent ointment on Ye Xiaochuan's body should also be replaced.
Guo Bier said to change Ye Xiaochuan's diaper every three to five days. The old man was very lazy. It had been six days and he hadn't changed Ye Xiaochuan's medicine. When he changed his diaper, he happened to change his medicine at the same time.
As a friendly reminder, there is a creek not far to the east, and you can drag him there.
If you're embarrassed to change a grown man's diaper, forget it.
No one will die anyway, at most he will smell bad."
Yuan Xiaolou could find a reasonable excuse for giving Ye Xiaochuan medicine mouth-to-mouth, but having to change Ye Xiaochuan's diapers really caused a serious psychological barrier.
After all, there are differences between men and women.
She had originally made up her mind not to change Ye Xiaochuan's diaper, but Big Head's words made her hesitate again.
Ye Xiaochuan is very pitiful now. How uncomfortable it would be if the feces and urine are not cleaned up in time.
The most important thing is that Big Head said it was time for Ye Xiaochuan to change his dressing.
Now that Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation has been exhausted and he is no longer a cultivator, he cannot recover from his injuries on his own while he is in a coma and can only use medication to assist him.
If the dressing is not changed in time, it may be very detrimental to the injury.
Yuan Xiaolou hesitated for a while, but she still couldn't bear to see Ye Xiaochuan's miserable state, so she walked to the old storyteller with small steps.
He stretched out his hand and said: "Grandpa, medicine... medicine..." The old storyteller had already prepared. There was a small baggage at his feet and said: "The black jade intermittent ointment is here, save some use, now his bones have begun to heal."
For healing, two bottles are enough."
Yuan Xiaolou hugged the small bundle and left with a blushing face.
She carried the little bundle and Minogawa onto the sledge and planned to let Rice Bucket pull the sledge, but when she saw Rice Bucket eating breakfast, she didn't have the nerve to ask it to work.
Now that her cultivation has recovered somewhat, she can fly in the air, and pulling a sledge is no problem at all.
She pulled the sledge and walked eastward. Sure enough, there was a small stream about a mile away.
He lifted Ye Xiaochuan off the sledge and found a relatively flat place by the stream to put him down.
She thought carefully and threw Ye Xiaochuan's wolf skin on the ground to prevent small stones on the ground from hitting Ye Xiaochuan.
After doing all this, she knelt down beside Ye Xiaochuan, took a deep breath, and slowly untied the gauze wrapped around Ye Xiaochuan's body.
Starting from the head, there are many layers of gauze wrapped around it, and there are many wraps around the head alone.
When the gauze bandage on his head was untied, that familiar cheek appeared in front of Ye Xiaochuan again.
Ye Xiaochuan suffered all internal injuries and no external injuries. His appearance was not much different from usual, except that his skin was a little paler.
Yuan Xiaolou tilted his head and looked at Ye Xiaochuan's cheek, then stood up and ran towards the ruined temple not far to the west.
I came back soon, holding many things in my hands.
There was gauze and the bowl of medicine that I didn't have time to feed.
The medicine must be drunk while it is hot, as the effect will be weakened when it is cold.
Every time Yuan Xiaolou gave medicine to Ye Xiaochuan mouth-to-mouth, the process of giving medicine was very difficult because of the thick gauze.
Now that the gauze on Ye Xiaochuan's head has been removed, it's easy.
Yuan Xiaolou pinched his nose, took a sip of the bitter medicine, and then leaned forward to kiss Ye Xiaochuan's mouth.
At this moment, she felt as if she had been electrocuted. She suddenly drank all the medicine in her mouth.
The medicine contains the gallbladder of the seven-step snake, which is very painful.
Yuan Xiaolou immediately got up, lay down by the stream, vomited, and then swallowed.
She didn't know why she shivered just now, it was like an instinctive reaction.
After rinsing his mouth, he continued to give Ye Xiaochuan medicine.
This time he wasn't as embarrassed as before.
Since there was no gauze on Ye Xiaochuan's head, the medicine was given much faster.
Soon, a bowl of black medicinal soup was fed into Ye Xiaochuan's mouth by Yuan Xiaolou.
The big brain can sense all changes around it.
It said to the old storyteller: "That little girl is really stupid. Ye Xiaochuan's teeth are open and she can just pour the medicinal soup in. She also feeds Ye Xiaochuan the medicine mouth to mouth."
The old storyteller said: "She is a good girl, don't make fun of her again."
Big Head said: "I know! I'm not a loser, I'm a handsome monster with a bottom line."
The old storyteller sighed and said, "God's will, it's hard to go against God's will."
Big Head wondered: "What kind of providence?"
The old storyteller said: "Ye Xiaochuan was possessed by a demon on Samsara Peak that day, and his desire to kill was also activated.
Yu Jizi probably didn't even know that his palm just pulled Ye Xiaochuan back from the edge of the cliff.
After Ye Xiaochuan was seriously injured, he met Yuan Xiaolou again.
The Dantian was shattered, but Ye Xiaochuan's body was only saved.
Even if he wakes up, his mind will change.
And Yuan Xiaolou's kindness may be able to melt his demonized heart."
The big head thought for a while and nodded: "This little girl has an indescribable affinity. Even the hard-hearted Hua Wuyou was infected by Yuan Xiaolou's kind affinity.
I can feel the deepest thoughts in Ye Xiaochuan's soul. The death of his mother, Fairy Liuyun, was a huge blow to him.
Now he has lost his memory and seems to be in a coma. In fact, he has been dreaming, a very scary dream.
You are right, even if Ye Xiaochuan wakes up, his mind will completely change and he will no longer be the same person as before.
Maybe the innate truth, kindness and beauty in this little girl can help Ye Xiaochuan get out of the haze."
The old storyteller raised his neck to drink the last bit of rice porridge in the bowl, sighed for the second time, and said: "Hey, it's a pity that she is not a grudge for three lives, nor a lover for seven lives.
She will suffer a lot from now on."
Big Head said: "I'm also worried that such a good girl will be covered in bruises in the future, so I warned her privately last night.
Whether she can listen to it and whether she can pull back from the brink depends on her own destiny."
The old storyteller glanced at Big Head and said, "Aren't you here?
Deleting memories and filling memories, you are the best at it."
