i became a fairy

Outside the wooden house, the elders listened to Madeline's words. Although they were still a little confused, they all took action.

Some went to get cloth, some went to collect firewood, and some went to look for pots. There are not many iron tools in the village, especially iron tools that can be used as pots. Only Greta's house has an iron pot for making wine. That was obtained from the dwarves from afar at a great cost.

"Patriarch." Camille was still here. She looked at Madeleine and asked hesitantly: "Is it okay to put her to rest? Even you can't cure her, how can she?"

"Oh, I don't know either." Madeline sighed and said with a complex expression: "I have nothing else to do now, so let her try."

After she finished speaking, she shook her head helplessly, walked to the window and took a look, and saw Mi Xiaoan playing with something she didn't understand, looking a little confused: "Is this the treatment method from the book?" But, I also read all these books. Look, why don’t I remember any special method to stop bleeding?

After thinking about it for a while, she still couldn't remember any treatment methods that she had ignored. She had no choice but to think: Well, maybe I'm old. After all, I don't have the photographic memory that An has.

While he was thinking here, a voice suddenly came from the wooden house.

"Aunt Greta and Aunt Camille"

Mi Xiaoan shouted from inside: "Which of you is outside, come over and help me."

"Ah" Camille was walking anxiously outside the door. When she heard the shouting, she immediately paused and responded: "I'm here, I'm here."

She swooped into the house, looked at Mi Xiaoan, and asked doubtfully: "What do you need me to do?"

Mi Xiaoan looked up at Camille and said, "Here, help me support her, just keep her in this position, don't let her lie down."

Camille was a little confused when she heard this, and she looked at the environment in the room. I saw that Sophia's upper body clothes had been stripped off at this time. There was a hideous wound on his left shoulder, which was bleeding outward, and had washed away all the powder that Madeleine had sprinkled before. On the snow-white skin, stains of blood were mixed with black powder, which looked very dazzling.

Mi Xiaoan was dragging her body hard, and the two of them were sitting there diagonally, looking very awkward.

"Why are you still tormenting her like this when she's hurt?" Camille didn't understand Mi Xiaoan's behavior and became angry. She stepped forward and scolded: "An, can you cure it? Don't mess around. Can you please hurry up and let me She lies down"

"Auntie" Mi Xiaoan had no choice but to explain: "I'm not kidding. The patriarch and grandma just said that she wants to spread my ass. How can I not be serious? Come and help me."

"How are you?" Camille opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. After a moment of hesitation, she stepped forward to support Sophia's body, glanced at Mi Xiaoan, and said meaningfully: "An, you have to know that if you are really fooling around, no one in the village will forgive you. When your mother comes back, she won’t forgive you.”

"I understand." Mi Xiaoan smiled bitterly and then said no more. She took Camille's hand, pressed it on the hollow of Sophia's collarbone, and ordered: "Hold here, press hard."

Camille glanced at Mi Xiaoan again and saw her serious expression. She hesitated a little and then obediently pressed where Mi Xiaoan pointed.

Mi Xiaoan's hands were now free. She reached out and picked up two rags from the bed, walked to the corner of the room, and dipped one of them into the water to soak it. Then he turned around and walked to the bed, using the wet cloth in his right hand to gently wipe the blood on Sophia's body from bottom to top, while the dry cloth in the other hand carefully covered Sophia's wound to prevent the wound from being exposed to cold water. Contaminated.

In fact, Mi Xiaoan didn't have any medical skills. When he was in college, the school organized several first aid trainings, which included many methods to stop bleeding. These things are very simple and important. Of course she remembers them all, but some of them are not very proficient.

To be honest, she wasn't very confident that she could save Sophia. She just felt that she could never stand by and watch like this, otherwise she would regret it for the rest of her life if she thought about it again in the future.

After working for a while, Mi Xiaoan wiped away all the blood except for the wound. She opened the dry cloth and took a look. Sure enough, Camille's pressure had worked, and Sophia's wound no longer bled.

"Hey" Camille also noticed something strange. She looked at Sophia's shoulder with wide eyes and asked in surprise: "Isn't it bleeding? It's really not bleeding."

"Yes." Mi Xiaoan also breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said: "Keep pressing, it's not healed yet."

"Okay, okay." Camille was very happy and pressed her collarbone with more strength.

Mi Xiaoan opened her mouth when she saw this, but didn't say anything. She bent down, raised Sophia's eyelids and took a look, then stood up straight with confidence and walked out the door.

"How's it going?" Madeline saw Mi Xiaoan coming out and asked with some fear: "Are you okay?"

"Not yet." Mi Xiaoan replied, and then saw Madeline's face darken, and quickly explained: "But the bleeding has been temporarily stopped, please don't worry."

"Stop it." Madeline was stunned, as if she didn't believe it. She walked to the door in two steps and looked inside. She saw that Sophia's upper body was smooth and there was no more blood flowing out. She was immediately pleasantly surprised and hugged Mi Xiaoan. He shook his shoulders hard twice and said: "My dear Anhao, you are so good, so good."

She was so excited that she couldn't even speak.

Mi Xiaoan was a little dizzy from being shaken by her. She coughed twice and said with a wry smile: "Don't be too happy. It's just a temporary stop. You can't keep doing this. Are you ready for what I want?"

She looked at the large group of elders gathered in front of the wooden house. They were lying on the ground, puffing out their cheeks and blowing on a fire. The smoke was billowing, and they all turned into big black faces, which looked a little funny.

"Ah, we are doing it, we are doing it." Greta and others also heard the conversation between Mi Xiaoan and Madeleine, and they all became excited and blew the flames harder.

"Don't be in a hurry, the water must be boiled," Mi Xiaoan ordered. She looked inside the wooden house, thought for a while, and then asked: "Would any of you go over and help Aunt Camille? She will probably be very tired by herself."

"I'll go." The elders stood up and responded. The clan members were expected to be saved, and they were very excited and wanted to do their part.

"Stop making trouble." Madeleine waved her hand and said, "You guys just follow An's instructions here, I'll go help Camille."

After she finished speaking, she got into the cabin. Seeing this, the others fell silent in disappointment, then squatted down and continued to light the fire.

Mi Xiaoan walked to the fire, picked up a clean wooden stick and stirred it a little in the tin. He looked at the size of the cloth strips inside and nodded with satisfaction. He turned back to the wooden house, washed his hands carefully, and then waited quietly for Greta and the others to cook the cloth and prepare for the next step of treatment.