Chapter 321 Poison in the flesh (for the AT leader 3/10)
"God...Son of God."
Liang shouted worriedly from the side, worried that Shenzi would also be poisoned by the poisonous Liangcao.
Liang's face turned pale when he thought of the pain in his abdomen that felt like a knife.
What made him most miserable was not the unbearable pain, but the shit scoop that Tietou was holding. Now he couldn't help retching even when he went to the toilet.
Han Cheng used two sticks to hold the poisonous bright grass between two sticks like picking vegetables, and started to get up and walk back.
He planned to take this grass back and show it to everyone in the tribe, so that they should not easily mess with this highly toxic grass in the future.
Especially those who dig vegetables for cooking should pay special attention. If someone is not careful and there is more of this stuff in the rice pot, it is estimated that this grass will no longer be called Duliangcao in the future, but will have to be called Mingqingcao.
The entire Qingque tribe was wiped out.
After confirming that everyone in the tribe remembered the appearance of this grass, Han Cheng had people dig a hole and bury this highly toxic grass to prevent anyone from being infected again.
Liang's life was saved, and the entire Qingque tribe breathed a sigh of relief.
Liang was also quite excited. Firstly, he identified a highly toxic grass, which might reduce the harm to the tribe. Secondly, he learned a way to treat poisoned people.
Although this method tasted a bit too much, he was still very happy.
Han Cheng's relaxation did not last long because he saw his second senior brother.
The second senior brother is thinner than before, and his belly seems to be bigger.
The whole person looked even more dazed.
People, when your health is good, everything is fine, but once your health fails, it will be really difficult.
Looking at the current second senior brother, it is difficult to connect him with the person who used to take turns throwing rocks a hundred meters away.
It's uncomfortable to be haggard.
Are you really just leaving your second senior brother to die like this?
Han Cheng grabbed his hair in pain.
After scratching like this for a while, he stood up, went to the place where the poisonous bright grass was buried not long ago, and squatted down.
After hesitating for a while, he found a stick and dug up the newly filled soil.
He picked out the poisonous bright grass that had been damaged to the point of deformation.
"Son of God..."
Liang, who was not far away, saw Han Cheng's actions. After coming over to see the specific situation, he asked Han Cheng with some confusion.
Han Cheng did not answer Liang's words and threw the poisonous bright grass into the pit again and buried it with soil again.
Liang, who was on the side, scratched his hair with his hands, puzzled by the magical operation of the Son of God.
"Come on, come out with me."
"do what……?"
"Bring back some poisonous bright grass."
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In a glazed earthenware bowl, there were seven or eight pieces of cut meat.
The meat was steamed in the steamer until it became mushy. You didn't even need to chew it when you put it in your mouth. It broke into pieces when you pushed it hard with your tongue.
There are also some chopped green onions and salt sprinkled on top. There is no need to smell it deliberately, and the rich fragrance goes straight into people's nostrils. It looks very tempting.
Liang usually likes to eat square pork the most, but now when faced with this tempting bowl of cubed pork, he can't bring up the slightest thought of feasting on it.
Not only that, he even had the urge to retreat.
Because not long ago, he saw with his own eyes that Shenzi put some juice into the half bowl of fragrant pork cubes and carefully stirred it with chopsticks.
He was very impressed by this juice. It was the juice of the poisonous bright grass that almost killed him not long ago!
After eating this half bowl of tempting cubed pork, my mouth felt comfortable at the time, but it was hard to say whether I could have saved my life later.
Even he, the contemporary Shennong, couldn't muster the courage to eat such meat.
Han Cheng took the bowl and went to find the second senior brother. Along with him were Wu, senior senior brother, Shang, junior brother Sha, Liang and several other people who knew the inside story.
Among them, Liang, who was most afraid of Fangzirou, was the most anxious and excited because Shenzi had said before that the poisoned Fangzirou was not for killing people, but for saving people.
This made Liang very puzzled, curious and expectant, wanting to see how the Son of God could use the poisonous juice to save people.
Wu, Senior Brother and the few people who knew the inside story were in the same mood as Liang. On the one hand, they were worried that the Second Senior Brother would be poisoned to death, but on the other hand, they were looking forward to the Son of God performing miracles and curing the Second Senior Brother's illness so that he would not suffer from it.
Waiting to die.
Han Cheng looked very calm, but in fact he didn't have much confidence in his heart. His current behavior could be regarded as seeking medical attention in a hurry.
His idea was very simple. More than half of the diseases caused by the second senior brother were probably parasites, and Duliangcao was very toxic. He wanted to use this method to see if he could cure the parasites in the second senior brother's stomach.
die.
This is an extremely risky move. Firstly, it is not sure if there are worms in his stomach. Secondly, even if it is worms, I don't know if the poisonous bright grass is useful.
The third reason is that I am worried that the poisonous bright grass will directly poison the second senior brother to death.
Although he had carefully asked Liang Tiantang about the quantity and only mixed one-third of the amount of Liang Chang into the meat, it was not impossible that the second senior brother was directly poisoned to death.
When he came to the second senior brother with the meat, Han Cheng hesitated again.
Wu stepped forward, took the bowl of cubed pork from Han Cheng's hand, gently picked up a piece of cubed pork with chopsticks, and brought it to the second senior brother's mouth.
The second senior brother was already in a daze and didn't look very awake.
"Eat it and you'll be fine."
Wu said.
As Han Cheng watched with his lips pursed and his fists secretly clenched, the second senior brother ate up half a bowl of meat.
After eating, I drank half a bowl of boiled water to relieve my tiredness.
Han Cheng, Wu, Senior Brother, Liang and others did nothing else but paid attention to the situation of Second Senior Brother.
After eating, the second senior brother looked much more awake and looked the same as before he was sick. He also said some words to the senior senior brother and the others.
Wu and others were very excited when they saw this.
Han Cheng's heart clenched secretly, and he thought, "Don't let the light come back to you."
After waking up for a while, the second senior brother became a little stunned again.
While everyone was waiting, there was no response.
In the afternoon, there was finally some movement. The second senior brother held his round belly and kept complaining that his stomach hurt.
If they didn't know the inside story, seeing this movement, many people would think that the second senior brother was about to give birth.
The iron head over there was already carrying a dung ladle and was ready to go. He only waited for the Son of God to give the order and quickly used his amazing methods.
Han Cheng carefully observed the situation of his second senior brother, his face and body reaction.
Seeing that his reaction was not as strong as when he was poisoned before Liang, and he seemed to be more energetic, he held back his sweat, hardened his heart, and never mentioned the matter of gastric lavage.
It wasn't until it was almost dusk that the second senior brother finally calmed down.
Han Cheng roughly estimated the time to be almost two and a half hours.
However, his calmness did not last long, and soon there was new news.
