Not long after Han Yun left, the voice of a drunkard came from outside the cave.
When the impatient drunkard came in and saw me covered in blood, his expression suddenly changed.
"Are you okay little guy?"
I waved to the drunkard.
The drunkard came over quickly, with a concerned look on his face.
I gritted my teeth and said with difficulty: "Can you stop asking nonsense questions? How can everything be fine after bleeding so much? Why don't you take me back for treatment quickly..."
I complained a few words weakly, and the drunkard looked at me with disdain, and then grabbed his own wine gourd.
"Be patient, it will hurt a little."
Before I could ask what he wanted to do, the drunkard had already poured out the wine from the gourd, and then wiped the wound on my neck with his hand!
After this touch, the next second, a wailing sound like a slaughtered pig sounded in the small cave!
"I thought it was such a serious injury. It was such a small injury. I didn't even look at it back then..." The drunkard looked down at me while grabbing my little gourd and shaking it.
"Hey, I was unlucky tonight, so I caught some starving ghosts. Fortunately, you caught some of the more powerful ones, so they were finally enough to be used as drinks."
I frowned and asked, "That wine of yours is made from the souls of dead ghosts?"
The drunkard was displeased and said: "Of course not. In addition to the dead ghosts, there are also some others, such as resentful babies, ghost kings, etc. These are all good materials for brewing ghost wine... I think back then, I caught one and got injured.
Ghost King, hey, the ghost wine I drank in those five years is really delicious..."
Looking at the reminiscing look on the drunkard's face, I had the urge to spit out his water!
Uncle, other people use grain to make wine, but yours uses ghosts and ghosts. This is simply a perversion...
I was supported by a drunkard and brought back to Liucun. After I returned, the drunkard said that he would take me to the only clinic in the village to treat my injuries after dawn.
I originally didn't want to go to a place like a village clinic where barefoot doctors are common.
But later the drunkard told me that in the only small clinic in the village, in addition to a young male doctor, there was also a nurse.
And when I heard the drunkard say that this little nurse was only in her early twenties, with a pair of big water-level eyes, and that she often made the young men in the village come over to see the doctor for their own injuries, I realized that my
The injury is quite serious, I really should go to that clinic to see...
The next morning, I was taken to a small clinic in the village by a drunkard.
Liucun is not big to begin with, so the clinic here is actually a room with two small beds and a row of medicine cabinets...
It was early in the morning, and there were no patients in the clinic yet. The drunkard dragged me to a young nurse who was wiping the bottle basket with a rag.
"Little doctor, your Doctor Deng hasn't gotten up yet?" The drunkard seemed to know the little nurse and took the initiative to call her "little doctor."
As soon as the little nurse heard someone asking the question, she quickly turned around.
When I glanced at this little nurse, I felt my heart skip a beat!
Oh my gosh, this is simply crazy. How could there be such a beautiful little nurse in such a remote mountain village?
I saw this little nurse wearing a pink nurse uniform that fit well but not quite fitting, and her hair was simply tied into a ponytail.
The reason why her clothes fit her well is because they really covered her body.
And the reason why it doesn't fit her is because the little nurse's chest is obviously one size too big for her clothes. No matter how you look at it, she feels like a little white rabbit is about to run out...
I forced myself to take a breath. Damn it, I almost had a nosebleed when I saw such an innocent little nurse sister so early in the morning.
"Doctor Deng hasn't gotten up yet. Are you sick?" the little nurse said with a slight smile.
"Oh, I'm fine. I brought this kid to see a doctor. He was gored by a bull's horn last night and injured his neck and thigh. Little doctor, please see if he can cure it." The drunkard pointed at me and said to the little nurse.
"Gored by a cow? So careless."
The little nurse showed a strange expression, and then looked at me.
"Why is it so serious to be gored by a cow?" the little nurse asked softly.
The drunkard sighed, "This kid doesn't know what's going on. He was so excited that after drinking some wine he told me that he wanted to brag, but there happened to be a cow next to him. Isn't that..."
As soon as the drunkard finished speaking, the little nurse's face suddenly turned red.
And I almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Damn it, you are the one who is bragging, and you are talking nonsense!
I couldn't say anything, but the nurse looked at me a little strangely.
I was about to cry but the little nurse still gave me a smile and said: "You are seriously injured. Lie down and rest for a while. I will help you briefly treat the wound to prevent infection. Wait until Dr. Deng comes to help you later."
Let’s look at the specific situation…”
I nodded and lay down on the hospital bed obediently.
The little nurse turned around to get medicine from the medicine cabinet, while the drunkard winked at me and whispered: "Little guy, there's only so much I can help you with..."
I looked at the drunkard's wretched expression and said the word "get out" to him with difficulty...
The drunkard left, and the little nurse brought some medicine and cotton swabs, then stood beside me, carefully dipped the cotton swab in the medicine a few times, and then said to me gently: "It might hurt a little, just bear with it."
I nodded, glanced up, and saw at a glance that the little nurse had bent down on my chest and was treating my wound...
I stared motionless at the two little white rabbits in a cage that were only about ten centimeters away from me, and my mouth felt a little dry for a moment.
What's even more terrible is that when the little nurse was treating the wound, her body moved, and the pair of murder weapons on her chest seemed to be about to escape...
"Zi!"
I took a deep breath, and the little nurse quickly stopped, looked at me apologetically, and said, "Did I hurt you?"
I shook my head, but soon I found that blood was dripping from my nose again...
"Why is your nose bleeding?"
The little nurse quickly blocked my nose with her face, looking surprised.
On the surface, I quickly waved my hands and said it was okay, but in my heart I couldn't help but mutter: You are such a pair of little white rabbits wandering in front of me, even Monk Tang would have had a nosebleed, sister..."
After a few minutes, the wound on the neck was treated, and the next embarrassing scene happened.
The little nurse blushed and pointed at my crotch.
I also blushed, "Otherwise, we won't handle it here."
The little nurse's voice was like a mosquito, and whispered: "No, the wound will be easily infected if not treated. The wound on your thigh is very close to there. Once infected, it will cause various complications..."
"Um, where are you talking about?" I was stunned and blurted out.
The little Taoist priest bit his lip, blushing so much that he was about to bleed, and said: "That's right there..."
"It's your lifeblood!"
Before the little nurse finished speaking, a man's voice sounded!
I'm so unhappy. I'm teasing an innocent little nurse. Who is so ignorant to ruin the atmosphere?
I looked up and saw that a young man in a white coat had come out of the back room sleepily.
"Good morning, Xiaowen!" the young man yawned and said lazily.
"Dr. Deng, are you awake?"
The little nurse smiled slightly, and her blushing face dissipated a little.
A young man in a white coat walked towards me. He took one look and then said to the little nurse with great hatred: "Xiaowen, go and help me get a bowl of porridge from Aunt He's house next door. This patient asked me to come over."
Just treat the wound."
"Fuck!" I felt depressed in my heart. I was cultivating a relationship with the little nurse. Why would you, a guy with nothing to do, get involved?
I wanted to speak but couldn't, so I could only look at the little nurse helplessly, nodded, and then left the room.
I looked at the man in the white coat bitterly, but he smiled proudly at me as if he had read my thoughts.
The man in the white coat seemed to be a little older than me. He squatted down and tapped my injured thigh with a cotton swab a few times. The pain immediately made me grin.
Before I could get mad, the man in the white coat threw away the cotton swab in his hand, and suddenly said to me mysteriously: "Brother, I don't think the injuries on your body were caused by horns, but by the nails of evil objects...