The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Shao Qingyuan shook his head, "I'm fine, I'm fine, but the oxygen bag was cut by a knife, let's talk about the specifics."

Gu Yundong nodded, it is really not suitable to stay here for a long time, there is miasma all around. Shao Qingyuan didn't bring an oxygen bag for a while, and he didn't know how much he had inhaled. He had to check his body when he went out.

She picked up the flashlight on the ground, "Let's go, I'll lead the way."

"Wait a minute." Shao Qingyuan paused, glanced at the unconscious man behind him, and said, "Give him an oxygen bag too, his condition is a bit serious, stay in this wood for a while longer, go out Later, I am afraid that the brain will be destroyed by the poisonous gas, and I will not be awake."

Anyway, he is in a coma now and can't see the oxygen bag.

But even so, Shao Qingyuan still took a strip of cloth and tied it to the man's eyes, lest he suddenly wake up midway and see something he shouldn't see.

Gu Yundong didn't ask much, and it was too late to talk about any doubts when he went out.

She quickly took out an oxygen bag and dressed the man on his back.

"Let's go, get out of the woods first."

With the oxygen bag, Shao Qingyuan's speed was faster, and Gu Yundong was leading the way with a flashlight. In this way, when the sky was about to dawn, the three of them were about to reach the exit of the miasma forest.

Gu Yundong put away the flashlight, and turned to get a torch, holding it in front to lead the way.

Shao Wen and the others, who had been waiting anxiously at the entrance and almost entered the forest, were overjoyed when they saw the fire coming from inside, "Someone came out."

"It must be the young lady and the uncle, it must be." Tong Shuitao grabbed Song Yan's hand and stared at the entrance with gleaming eyes.

Song Yan didn't sleep either. At this juncture, he couldn't sleep at all. Hearing that, he stretched his small neck to look at it.

There are many of them, and although they have lowered their voices, the words you say to me still spread far and wide in the silent night.

Gu Yundong heard it, stopped and said to Shao Qingyuan, "Shui Tao and the others are waiting outside, I took the oxygen bag."

Shao Qingyuan nodded and took off the oxygen bags of himself and the man on his back.

Not only the oxygen bag, but also some protective equipment, were all thrown into the space first.

After seeing that there was nothing unusual, the two looked at each other and walked out of the miasma forest step by step.

Seeing their figures appear, Shao Wen and others hurriedly greeted them.

"Master, ma'am, it's great that you are out."

When they saw that Shao Qingyuan was carrying a person on his back, they quickly stepped forward to help him down.

The air outside was fresh, Shao Qingyuan closed his eyes and sat aside while clutching his chest.

Gu Yundong hurriedly handed him the antidote pills, "Take a few quickly."

Shao Qingyuan smiled at her soothingly, "Don't worry, I'm fine, just a little stuffy in my chest, just take a rest."

Having said that, he swallowed the antidote and then sat aside to adjust his breath for a while.

After the depression in the heart dissipated, the head also cleared up a bit. He couldn't wait to come to the unconscious man who was carried out by him, and reached out to give him a pulse.

This person's situation is much more serious than his own. Even if he took the antidote, he only solved a small part of the poison, and he was still unconscious and pale.

Shao Qingyuan took out the silver needle again, gave him some blood, and then supplemented it with medicinal materials. After closing his hands, the person's breathing finally became much calmer.