Farm girl, she is always digging holes to bury people

"The damn tiger grass is finally picked."

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move freely, Zhang Qingyuan would have really wanted to run around on the ground a few times with the tiger grass to let off steam.

Now that the medicine is in hand, it's time for them to go up.

Zhang Qingyuan hooked the Huya grass into his arms, tied it up and made sure it wouldn't fall, then climbed up bit by bit along the rope.

On the way, he was worried that Zhong Cheng's rope would not hold up, so he hooked some of his own rope and put it on Zhong Cheng.

They climbed up side by side, trying to maintain a constant speed, so that if one party had an emergency, the other party could rush over in time to provide support.

The pressure was on Qinan who was pulling the rope above.

Although Zhong Cheng and the others were climbing up little by little, the harder they pulled on the rope, the faster the rope broke.

Seeing that the rope was almost broken, she held on to the broken section tightly.

Fearing that the rope would slip in her hands, she tightly wrapped it around her right arm several times.

The rope became tighter and tighter in her hands, and there were blood marks on her palms.

If she continued to strangle like this, she suspected that her hand would be cut off by the rope.

Fortunately, Zhong Cheng and the others were getting closer and closer to her. If they persisted, they would be able to return safely with Hu Ya Cao.

"Qinan, let go! Nothing will happen to me."

Zhong Cheng was almost at the end of the road. Seeing Qi Nan's palm dripping with blood, his heart felt like a knife twisting at that moment, and his whole body was almost in disarray.

"No, the rope is broken. It can't bear it. Don't give me nonsense. Use all your strength. If you have a life to go down, you have to have a life to come up."

Qi Nan is also a stubborn person. If she doesn't see the two of them landing safely, she won't let go even if she dies.

"Oh! You two young people are really more powerful than each other. Okay, Xiaonan, please let go of your hands. I tied some of the ropes on my body to him. Now as long as these ropes on my body don't stop, it will be fine." That's it.

Don't worry, we'll be right up. "

Zhang Qingyuan patted his chest and promised, and Qi Nan was completely relieved.

As long as there is a safety guarantee, the three of them came out together today, and the three of them have to go back together that night.

Qi Nan completely let go of his hand, and Zhong Cheng's body swayed, but he quickly regained his composure.

He and Zhang Qingyuan kept climbing like this, and finally climbed back to the original starting point.

"Okay, now you can rest assured. We have the tiger grass, and we are completely done."

Zhang Qingyuan was just happy, holding his tiger grass and cleaning it with love.

Qi Nan was a little exhausted at this time, and he sat on the stone at the edge without any image.

The words he said were soft, "As long as you are okay."

"Your hand!" Zhong Chengyi came up and took her hand to check, "Why are you so stupid? If you had let go earlier, you wouldn't have strangled your hand like this!"

Zhong Cheng felt that everything he said seemed pale. Qinan was injured because of him. If she hadn't discovered the problem with the rope earlier, he would have fallen straight into the cliff and his body would be gone.

"Let me go and you don't want to die? It's just a small injury. I'll put some medicine on it later and take good care of it from now on."

As long as we are all fine, this process of collecting herbs is too difficult and dangerous. It seems that the herb collector is really risking his own life to collect herbs! "

Qi Nan deliberately changed the topic, thinking of taking a short rest before setting off back to Taoyuan Village.

After all, it was getting late now. If they didn't hurry up, they would have to go back in the dark.

The road in the mountains cannot be compared with the main road in Liangcheng. Who knows if we will encounter any beasts at night.

And now that she was injured and bleeding, the smell of blood must be spreading in the air, which was very detrimental to them.

Zhang Qingyuan also noticed Qinan's injury.

He quickly put down the tiger grass in his hand and looked for medicine in his backpack.

"Xiaonan, your wound is deep, so don't be careless. Xiaocheng, please rinse it briefly with water first, and I will prepare medicine to bandage it.

You must take good care of it after you go back, otherwise it may leave scars. "

He first sprinkled some medicinal powder on Qi Nan's wound, then took a few yellow wisteria flowers that he had collected previously from his backpack, crushed them on the stone into medicinal paste, and then covered the wound thickly.

Finally, I found a few clean leaves, wrapped them in a few layers of gauze, and tightly bandaged Qinan's hands.

Qi Nan looked helplessly at his hands, which were wrapped like rice dumplings. It was better now. It was almost like losing both hands. He couldn't do anything.

"Let's go back!" After collecting the medicinal materials, Zhang Qingyuan spoke much more briskly.

The three people carried small backpacks and walked back along the road they came from.

As the sun set, their shadows stretched long, and finally disappeared into the forest.

When they returned to Taoyuan Village, Aunt Wu and Yu Qianyang hurriedly ushered them into the house from behind.

"Master, what's wrong with your hand?" Yu Qianyang looked at Qinan's hand wrapped like this and speculated that she might have been seriously injured. "Aren't you going to collect medicine? Did you encounter some robbers?"

"What's going on!" Aunt Wu also noticed Qinan's injuries. "The girl's hands are the most important. What if there are scars? What happened? Didn't Dr. Zhang work with you? Why did this happen?"

They are really anxious and worried about Qinan now.

After Qi Nan briefly explained to them, Aunt Wu quickly asked Qi Nan to rest for a while, and then focused on her old hen, thinking of killing a chicken to feed Qi Nan.

The task of catching chickens fell to Yu Qianyang. This was the first time he had helped Aunt Wu do such a thing since he was a child.

Years of being still have made his movements no longer as agile as they were when he was a child.

He chased the chickens in the backyard, making the chickens fly and the dogs dance. But he didn't feel irritated, on the contrary, he found it interesting.

Especially when he was already tired and panting, leaning on the firewood pile to catch his breath.

At that time, he truly felt the feeling of being alive. Every breath and every breath was under his control. Looking at those lively chickens, he knew that he had also regained some youthful vitality.