I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

As the strength in his hands gradually disappeared, Ye Heng felt that this was not an option, and he had to find another life for Bailong.

The trauma medicine can't be used, so try the hemostatic decoction taken internally?

It was just started this year, but he vetoed it - internal medicine can only be obtained with a doctor's prescription, even if he invites a doctor, can the doctor get the goblin's pulse?Even if it can, can the decoction that cures people cure goblins?Even if it can be cured, how many barrels would it take to cure a white dragon with such a big body?Bailong just opened his mouth now, and he feeds it spoonful by spoonful. It's like Jingwei filling the sea. Maybe the medicine hasn't taken effect yet, so Bailong won't be able to...

Ye Heng scratched his head anxiously, he didn't think of a solution, but thought of more obstacles.

After much deliberation, he decided to bandage Bailong to stop the bleeding first.

He took a pair of large scissors from the basket where he usually put embroidery, and cut off a piece of the thin quilt under Bailong's body, and then dug out the fabric left over from the embroidery in the house, and either wound it or cut it into several pieces. A long piece of cloth rope passed under the white dragon's neck, pulled it down to the thin quilt under the white dragon's waist, and then tightly wrapped the whole piece of thin quilt tightly, covering the entire back of the white dragon. wrapped up.In the end, he brought a few dry towels that he didn't use in the bath, and stuffed them beside Bailong's side, in order to absorb the excess dragon's blood as much as possible, so that Bailong would not lie in a pool of blood all the time.

After all this battle, Ye Heng was so tired that he sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at Bailong again, but there was still no sign of waking up, but his smooth shoulders were covered with scales, as if his entire "person" It's like being swallowed by scales.

Ye Heng didn't know whether this change was good or bad. At a loss, he could only reach out and pat Bai Long's white paper cheek: "Wake up, Bai Long, I don't know about dragons or demons, at least tell me What to do..."

As he talked, he didn't wake up the white dragon, but felt more at a loss - he didn't understand goblins, so he should find someone who understands goblins to cure him.

Among the people he knew, there were no more than two candidates. One was the national teacher, but he had never seen a single hair of that person, so he would definitely not be able to invite this big Buddha; But he doesn't know where the little Taoist is now, even if he finds it, will he come back?Even if he is willing to come back, can he hand over Bailong with confidence? Bailong has become like this, maybe he has nothing to do with him!

No matter what Ye Heng thinks, he is wrong. When he has nothing to think about, he wants to change when he is poor, so he decides to try a simple method - licorice and mung bean soup.

This decoction frequently appeared in the scriptures he read, and it could be called a magic weapon for detoxification.Although I can't believe what I said, but since I wrote it like this, there must be some basis, and the antidote prescription is generally either to induce vomiting or to induce urine, and the excretion of the poison is considered to save life. Ye Heng thinks that this truth is universal.

Thinking of this, he looked for Jinbao again, and asked him to go out tomorrow to find the little Taoist priest and find out where he was staying.Then he ran to the kitchen to cook licorice and mung bean soup.

In the recent hot weather, ordinary households always keep these ingredients, and Ye Heng found them without any effort, and his heart relaxed a little.

Because he doesn't know how to cook and saves time to avoid being discovered, he didn't wash the ingredients, but poured them into the pot at once, and added several scoops of water from the water tank next to him, and then squatted down. Come down and start a fire.

The fire was lit by him, and finally a pot of mung bean soup was boiled, which looked like porridge but not porridge. He found the largest soup pot from the cupboard and filled it. He took it and turned to leave.When I walked to the door, I remembered something, put down the soup basin, took a ladle to scoop up water and put out the fire, and found an empty wooden bucket to put it on, finally blew out the candles, and left the kitchen with great difficulty.

It was so dark outside that he could barely see the road. To prevent the soup from spilling, Ye Heng didn't dare to walk fast. The journey was pretty safe until he entered the backyard and when he was about to reach the door of the bedroom, he suddenly heard a gust of wind and accompanied him. Seeing something flash past in the corner of his eye, he was so startled that he quickly hid behind the colonnade.

In just a split second, the hot mung bean soup was poured on his hands, and he bit his lip so hard that he didn't make a sound.

However, after enduring it for a while, he poked his head out from behind the colonnade furtively, only to find that there was no one nearby.

Is it a bird?

Ye Heng sighed, and walked out from behind the colonnade, feeling that he was the one to be frightened.

Back in the room, Ye Heng rubbed the soup in his hand on a towel casually, then put the basin and bucket on the stool in front of the bed, sat beside Bai Long, squeezed open Bai Long's mouth with one hand, and He got some soup with a spoon in one hand and poured it directly.

At this moment, Bailong let out an "Ugh!" sound from his throat, and suddenly opened his eyes!

"White Dragon!"

Ye Heng leaned down in surprise: "You're awake! How do you feel? Can you sit up?"

Bai Long stuck out his tongue a little bit, he couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Get out of the way first, I'll try."

"Oh, good." Ye Heng quickly put down the spoon and stood up, making room for him.

Bailong slowly twisted the snake's body and began to adjust its posture.Ye Heng watched his movements, and a chill of fear rushed into his heart again, making him turn his face away.

"Afraid of me?"

After hearing Bai Long's question, Ye Heng coughed lightly, narrowed his eyes quickly, groped and sat on the bedside, gave him a hand, and helped him half lean on the pillow.

When he sat down, Ye Heng ran away again, and returned to the bed after a while, took a large bundle of makeup satin in his hand, and put it directly on the white dragon's tail.

"Out of sight, out of mind." Ye Heng patted his chest lightly, whispered to himself, and then sat beside Bai Long, staring straight at Bai Long's face.Not daring to look sideways, "You bleed a lot, did you get hit by lightning before? Does the wound hurt?"

"Yeah, it hurts." Bai Long closed his eyes, and lightly touched his chest with his hands - where the cloth strips were knotted in a crooked way, "But I can't die."

Seeing this, Ye Heng blushed, because he felt that the dressing was too rough and ugly, so he quickly stretched out his hand to remove it: "Ah, just sit up, let me help you re-bandage the wound!"

Bai Long let him untie it, but said softly: "No need, the injury is on the original body, and it is useless to bandage this body..."

He didn't say the last half of the sentence, but Ye Heng understood that unraveling the Yuan body must attract attention, so it is impossible to bandage to stop the bleeding.

Ye Heng took the cloth strip and threw it to the end of the bed, and then carefully reached behind him to touch it. Sure enough, he didn't find any wounds, except for a little green blood stain on his palm. Fortunately, it was not so wet. It seems that The bleeding still showed signs of stopping.

However, Ye Heng knew that this was not the way to go in the long run, so he asked him: "Then what medicine do you need? Tell me, and I will definitely get someone to find it!"

Bai Long shook his head and lowered his voice: "That medicine is too rare, it may not even be available in the palace."

Ye Heng moved his buttocks, and got closer to him: "Then...or I'll let someone make some numbness, you sleep, and you won't feel the pain when you fall asleep."

Bai Long still shook his head: "It's useless."

Ye Heng was completely dumbfounded, with tears in his eyes: "Then why is it useful? A little bit is fine, as long as it doesn't attract Yuanyang, I will definitely do it for you!"

Bai Long raised his eyelids and said in a low voice, "Come closer."

Ye Heng turned around obediently, sat side by side with him, and gently attached his ear to him. Before he heard what he said, he felt the white dragon fall on his shoulder.

He was covered in scales, and he didn't know which part of his body was injured. Ye Heng didn't dare to move, turned his head slightly and hugged him, and pushed away the dull black covering his face with his other hand. Long hair: "You say."

Bai Long's voice was weak and turned into an air current: "If you kiss me, I won't hurt anymore."

"You..." Ye Heng paused and sighed, "Are you still teasing me at this time?"

Then he turned his head and touched the side of Bailong's face with his lips.

His lips were very soft, and slightly pouted, Bai Long felt that he was like a small fish, so he couldn't help laughing, silently, only a shallow air escaped from his mouth and nose.

But soon, he felt a little wetness from his cheek.

He turned his head and saw Ye Heng staring at him sadly with tears in his eyes.

Bai Long tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Ye Heng blinked, and another tear fell: "You were fine before, why did the wound open suddenly, it must be because of that little Taoist's secret medicine, I shouldn't..."

Hearing this, Bailong stretched out his claws to wipe his tears, but when he lifted it halfway, he saw the extremely sharp tip of the claws, then retracted them, and only said: "I am so big, how can I Injured by a mere bottle of secret medicine, what's more, didn't you feed me to finish?"

"You know?" Ye Heng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the ring on his hand, and then tears rained down on his hand, "Are you stunned by lightning? You know it's poison and you still eat it?"

"The medicine is not poisonous. The bleeding was due to my carelessness and I didn't control the injury. But this blood is nothing to me. It's you..." Bai Long finished explaining nonchalantly, and a sudden expression appeared on his pale face. A smile appeared, he grabbed a corner of the damask on his body, and moved it over to wipe Ye Heng's hand, "In the next few days, I'm afraid I'll have to concentrate on repairing my injuries, and I can't maintain my human shape anymore. How dare you sleep with me?" ?"

Ye Heng didn't care about his teasing, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and suddenly understood what his scaly body meant: "You will become a whole snake... just like that?"

"It consumes less power that way." Bailong deliberately showed his sharp and curved claws, "If you are afraid, you can cover me completely."

Ye Heng immediately leaned back slightly and pursed his lips nervously, but after a while, he raised his head again and stared eagerly at the only remaining head of Bailong, because it felt like he was missing a glance: "I'm fine, It's just that can you become smaller? I can hide you when you are lucky enough to clean the room."

Bailong admitted that what he said was reasonable, and the magic power consumed to become a big snake and a small snake was almost the same, so he transformed into a two-foot-long snake.

There are no terrible poisonous lines or scabrous scales. This little snake is white and slender, with a round head and round brain, and its eyes have become two black beans. Ye Heng is really not that scared anymore, and even took the initiative Reached out and touched him.

Bai Long twisted, then climbed onto the pillow and made a round cake, as if he was going to sleep.

He fell asleep, and Ye Heng couldn't sleep yet—the quilt in front of him was cut to pieces and stained green, how would he explain to Zhaocai tomorrow?