Eat my pear flower needle

Tang Song circled around the boy, took out a bottle of top-grade Zhixue Powder directly from his backpack, pinched his mandible and forcefully opened his lips to pour the medicine in, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"He doesn't have to worry about his life anymore," Dongdan Linglong looked at Tang Song's expression and said with some doubts.

If he remembers correctly, the Tang and Song Dynasties had no medical skills.

Tang Song nodded subconsciously. If he was seven or eight years old, his blood volume in the game would be at most [-]. A bottle of top-grade hemostasis powder can make up [-] blood volume. He should be fine if his life is in danger.

But he quickly realized that he was completely stimulated by the sudden discovery that he could observe Hua Qinnan's blood volume. He couldn't see the blood volume of the unconscious strange boy in his arms.

Tang Song had no choice but to shake his head again and said, "Save people to the end, and send Buddha to the west. Let's invite Doctor Hua to make sure the child is fine, so I can rest assured."

Tang Song's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Hua Qinnan who was not far away to hear clearly.

He took the initiative to pick up the medicine box and walked over, cut off the boy's dirty clothes that had been stuck to his body with dried blood and mud, looked at Tang Song and said, "Press him, I want to clean the wound."

After finishing speaking, without giving Tang Song any time to react, Hua Qinnan took the spirits from Cassia Ming and poured bottles of spirits on the boy mercilessly.

The boy who was lying in a coma and limp body in the bedding suddenly sat up and uttered hoarse screams, which made Tang Song stand up with goosebumps all over his body.

He struggled with all his strength, trying to break free from Tang Song's oppression, and escape the bone-eroding pain.

In order to hold down the boy, Tang Song was kicked on the stomach several times by him.

The abdomen is soft and has no bone support. It is a very vulnerable part of the human body. Tang Song was suddenly attacked by a boy.

Damn it, this little boy didn't look like much, but he managed to hit a crit!

Dongdan Linglong focused all his attention on Tang Song, and when he saw that his expression was wrong, he simply sealed the boy's acupoints and looked at Hua Qinnan, glaring.

Hua Qinnan frowned, and didn't take Dongdan Linglong's anger seriously. Instead, she put her finger on the boy's wrist and carefully took his pulse.

Then he explained to Tang and Song: "Let Master Shengzi unlock his acupoints. Qi and blood flow slowly when the acupoints are sealed. Although it can stop the bleeding, it will make the Yang Qi in the body stagnate, which is prone to bad things."

"Will there be sequelae?" Tang Song asked quickly.

It's too ironic to thank them for saving their lives when the other people's children are fine—although the blood loss from the trauma is a bit serious—in my hands, but the sequelae are cured after treatment.

"It's hard to say something like this." Hua Qinnan paused, looked at Tang Song apologetically and shook his head.

The blood on Tang Song's face faded instantly.

In terms of curing diseases and saving lives, Hua Qinnan is an expert, while Tang Song and Dongdan Linglong are not good at it.

Hearing Hua Qinnan's words aroused all the guilt in Tang Song's heart.

Therefore, in order to heal the boy who was beaten by the group, Tang Song could only helplessly wink at Dongdan Linglong, asking him to unlock the sealed acupuncture points on the boy so that Hua Qinnan could heal him.

Unexpectedly, Dongdan Linglong misunderstood Tang Song's meaning, and he muttered: "With me here, how could someone die."

Immediately, Dongdan Linglong twitched his thin lips slightly, pulled out the silver flute at his waist, and tapped the boy's chest a few times, driving the internal force into his body, allowing the blocked blood to immediately resume circulation.

Tang Song originally thought that this was enough for Dongdan Linglong, but unexpectedly he raised his palm and suddenly grabbed the giant tree behind him, squeezed a lively orange patterned toad, and dug it out from a small box on his body. A milky white ointment the size of a fingernail was stuffed into the toad's stomach, and then...

Shove the toad straight into the boy's mouth!

Dongdan Linglong pinched the boy's chin and "chewed" a few times, pointing his fingertips towards the throat slightly.

The boy couldn't control himself and swallowed the whole toad down his throat!

The boy was stunned!

Hua Qinnan was stunned!

Tang Song was also stunned!

As soon as the boy came to his senses, the boy, whose wounds were still oozing blood all over his body, scratched his throat, staggered to the side of the tree, and retched desperately, apparently quite disgusted.

Hua Qinnan was holding the pen to quickly write the prescription, but now he let go, put the Langhao Xiaokai back into the box, looked at Tang Song with a smile, and said directly: "The little prince is fine, you can rest assured."

Tang Song looked at the pale-faced boy who was still trying to induce vomiting in disbelief, and repeated in a daze, "Are you all right?"

Hua Qinnan nodded confidently, glanced at Dongdan Linglong with a smile that was not a smile, and explained to Tang Song: "Master Shengzi just used the Gu worm for him to make you not worry, just for you to save his life." He sees many wounds, but there is no danger of his life, I asked Bai Zhi and the others to bring some golden sore medicine, you can apply the medicine for him, don't worry."

Tang Song came to his senses and nodded to show that he understood what Hua Qinnan meant, but he grabbed Dongdan Linglong's hand with his palm.

Dongdan Linglong's always fiery big palm is now really cold and has no popularity.

Tang Song looked at Dongdan Linglong who was still smiling cheerfully at him, his heart was in confusion, he didn't know what to say.

Dongdan Linglong's face turned pale, obviously the sacrificial technique just used was not an ordinary Gu technique.

But he smiled indifferently, and put his head on Tang Song's shoulder coquettishly and said: "I prefer the technique of "Poison Immortals" to kill people and control poisonous puppets, but for you, occasionally saving people, I can do it too."

Based on the relationship between Tang Song and Dongdan Linglong, saying "grateful" really seems alienated and hypocritical.

Therefore, Tang Song took the initiative to kiss Dongdan Linglong's side cheek, and whispered into his ear: "I'm going to roast the bird meat, you like slightly spicy taste, right? I'll adjust a few more sauces. "

Dongdan Linglong laughed comfortably, and lay back directly on the quilt, said "um", and asked bluntly: "I like roasted ones, and the wings and bird legs are mine alone. Don't send it to Hua Qinnan."

There was warmth in Tang Song's eyes, and he nodded tolerantly.

He was about to get up, thought for a while, took off the mask on his face completely, threw it beside Dongdan Linglong, bent down and pulled the huge silver collar around his neck, and pulled him in front of him, facing Pan Bai's lips gave a loud "boo", and then he stuck out his tongue to lick Dongdan Linglong's lips from inside to outside, and entangled with him, exchanging a hot kiss.

The two panted quickly, met their eyes, and laughed at the same time.

After a while, Tang Song put away his smile and got up, his eyes fell on Dongdan Linglong's face, and he said seriously: "Actually, I don't like fighting. But if someone makes you unhappy, I can... ...stunned and invisibly read life-seeking."

Dongdan Linglong didn't understand what "dizziness, stealth, reading and chasing life" meant, but hearing Tang Song's serious tone, he thought it must be a very solemn and rare promise.

Dongdan Linglong directly regarded the murderous words as sweet words of love, rolled into the quilt, hugged the fluffy Er Meng Panda, rubbed it hard, and sighed comfortably.

Perhaps it was the benefits brought by the game, or because of the deep internal strength, Tang and Song's eyesight was not damaged at night.

He quietly walked to the big bird that was thrown aside by Dongdan Linglong, picked up the big bird and walked to the stream, used a small knife to quickly remove the feathers, clean the internal organs, and separated pieces of tender and smooth bird meat, Pull out a few metal crossbow arrows from the thousand receivers, put the meat on it as a barbecue signature, then walk to the bonfire lit by Hua Qinnan, and sit down.

Hua Qinnan has been watching Tang and Song's every move, and found that his cooking skills are very skillful, and his proficiency is almost the same as that of famous chefs.

All kinds of doubts that were beating in Hua Qinnan's mind before came back to mind, but Hua Qinnan directly pressed all kinds of thoughts into the depths of his mind, not letting them affect his judgment.

Tang Song didn't care what Hua Qinnan was thinking at all, now his mind was full of the pale face after Dongdan Linglong's Gu worm sacrifice, and he just wanted to quickly make food for Dongdan Linglong to replenish.

So, without hesitation, he took out the sauce jar from his pocket, took out all the seasonings from the inn, and even put hot oil in the porcelain bottle and burned the white sugar paste for later use.

Without honey, the sweetness of roasted chicken wings can only be enhanced by sugar. The taste of bird wings with a little bit of sweetness will be more delicate and plump, without scratching the throat.

Even if Dongdan Linglong likes spicy food, he will not refuse it.

The bonfire made "crackling" explosions from time to time in the silent night.

Holding the kebab in his hand, Tang Song carefully controlled the heat, spread the seasoning layer by layer on the bird's wings and legs, and roasted them until they were browned in color. After the fragrance wafted around, he got up directly and ran to the In front of Dongdan Linglong, he stuffed all the meat skewers into his hands.

Tang Song said anxiously: "Eat it quickly, it should have a smoky taste when it cools down, it's too tired."

Dongdan Linglong sucked air in front of Tang Song, and returned the hot bird to the mouth, instantly reminding Tang Song of the appearance of Dongdan Linglong when he ate his own braised pork for the first time .

Dongdan Linglong was in such a hurry to eat, but he was not really that hungry, but just wanted to quickly praise his cooking skills and please him.

"Slow down, don't burn it. I will make whatever you want to eat in the future." Tang Song snatched the other skewers from Dongdan Linglong's hand, blowing them until they fit into the mouth, and then returned them to Dongdan Linglong .

Dongdan Linglong had a few sesame seeds stuck to the corner of his mouth, when he heard Tang Song's words, he suddenly leaned forward, stuck out his tongue and licked Tang Song's lips, touching his face.

Dongdan Linglong said: "You said this, when I want to eat you, don't push back, one time is enough."

Tang Song: "..."

Σ︴Why do I seem to have made a particularly extraordinary promise.

Are you being stupid again?

The atmosphere between Tang and Song and Dongdan Linglong was just right, Jue Ming at the other end of the bonfire looked at the bird meat left in place by Tang and Song, then looked at Hua Qinnan with a frosty face, and said tentatively: "Young master, why don't you let me catch some meat?" Bring back the game."

Hua Qinnan shook her head, and sighed softly: "Tang Song knew that I brought Baihuami with me - but he didn't ask for it."

This is Tang Song, planning to draw a line with him?