One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

"Yes, yes! I found a medicine that works!"

There was a sudden burst of joy in the quiet jungle, and a head popped out from behind a bush.

"What kind of grass?"

Wang Zhenzhen hurriedly came through from behind the bushes, and put his head close to the old man regardless of the leaves still attached to his head.

The old man happily opened his palm, revealing the leaves in the palm of his hand, "Ghost Needle Grass has a great effect, and can detoxify poisonous snakes and poisonous insects."

"Can scorpion poison work?"

The old man choked, "This...should be okay? They're all bugs..."

What should be possible!

Wang Zhenzhen was choked by this uncertain tone, if it wasn't for the fact that he had never lost his temper with the old man, Wang Zhenzhen was sure that he would definitely speak loudly at this time.

"Forget it, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, that girl has always been lucky, maybe it will be useful."

After muttering something to himself, Wang Zhenzhen and the old man went back with the ghost needle grass they found.

At noon, Wen Suiyun fell ill before he even had time to cook his lunch. He was groggy and showed signs of fever. After half an hour, his consciousness became confused.

The redness and swelling on the instep also spread, and the whole instep seemed to be fattened around. They were so scared that they didn't even eat, and hurried out to find grass that could heal.

Because of the cough and fever, they thought they might have caught a cold, so Yao Yanan and Mu Jie went to the herbal medicine that can treat colds and colds.

Wang Zhenzhen and the old man were looking for detoxifying plants near the camp. Where there are poisonous insects and snakes, there must be targeted herbs. If you are lucky, you will find someone you know, and you will find it.

Back in the cave, Ye Yajie sat at the entrance of the cave and shrank herself. When she saw Wang Zhenzhen and the old man came back, she stood up happily, "How about it, did you find it!"

Wang Zhenzhen glanced at her and climbed up the ladder without looking at her.

The old man stood under the ladder and opened his hands, "I found it after looking for it, but I don't know if it will work."

"Get out of the way, out of the way."

Ye Yajie choked, she was overjoyed and leaned aside, her face not concealing her self-blame.

When he came up to the cave, Wang Zhenzhen glanced at Ye Yajie again. Seeing her face of self-blame, he immediately clicked his face, "Don't put on a self-righteous sadness, do you think someone will sympathize with you and forgive you for your waywardness? Don't be kidding, no People have time to sympathize with your self-blame! If self-blame is useful, how can there be so many shits in the world! If you have the time to show your face, why not come to help!"

The words were as crisp and straightforward as the voice, full of sharp thorns, mercilessly piercing Ye Yajie's self-esteem, followed by glaring eyes.

"Who wins sympathy! Am I the kind of irresponsible thing to step on a horse! If I can help, you think I want to sit here and watch you proud? Stop stepping on a horse and farting!"

"Can't help? Are you missing an arm or a broken leg or have a belly up? If you can't boil water, don't you know how to add firewood!

Didn't do anything, just sat at the entrance of the cave with a sad face and waited for me to scold you, do you have a bad heart or a bad brain! "

Wang Zhenzhen glared at her, and went into the cave by himself, and the old lady who was stopped by Han Tang sat back with peace of mind.

The old man climbed up the cave with the ghost needle grass, glanced at Ye Yajie who lowered his head, opened his mouth and swallowed the words, sighed softly, and walked into the cave.

At the entrance of the cave, only Ye Yajie was left there again.

She lowered her head, bit her lower lip, and the hair from the corners of her temples covered her expression, and the light in the cave was not very bright, so it was even more difficult to see her mood at the moment.

Han Tang was a little worried. Although she understood Wang Zhenzhen's good intentions, she still couldn't help worrying about the method she used.

Hope it's not a fragile one.

After muttering to himself, Han Tang looked away, watching the old lady and the old man cleaning the ghost needle grass.

After a while, footsteps came from her ears, Ye Yajie came over, glared at Wang Zhenzhen domineeringly, then squatted down beside Wen Suiyun, wet the wet cloth on her forehead again, squeezed some water off, and pasted it on the Wen Suiyun raised his forehead, and then muttered to himself, as if he was talking to Wen Suiyun.

What was said, Han Tang couldn't hear clearly, she spoke too softly, as if exhaling, every word was floating with the breath.

but……

Still quite effective.

Seeing Wang Zhenzhen looking back with disdain, Han Tang let go of his hanging heart, heaved a sigh of relief, stroked his stomach and changed himself into a comfortable position again.

The ghost needle grass was cleaned in a short time. The old lady brought the prepared pottery bowl, put part of the washed ghost needle grass into the bowl, picked up the cleaned stone and pounded it in the bowl.

Dole, Dole, Dole...

The same sound echoed in the cave until Yao Yanan and Mu Jie came back.

"Look, we found the casuarina!"

Excited, happy, and jumping voices came from outside the cave, and a hand rose in the field of vision before the head.

Holding a handful of grass-like leaves in his hand.

Yao Yanan and Mu Jie brought back the casuarina to remove the wind and cold, a large handful, enough to fry several large bowls.

"Here, drink some water."

Ye Yajie poured a bowl of water, it was cold enough to drink.

"Thank you."

Yao Yanan thanked her, took the bowl and handed it to Mu Jie.

Mu Jie didn't refuse, just took it and drank it.I just took a sip, the water level didn't even drop much, and the bowl was returned to Yao Yanan.Yao Yanan took a sip and handed it to Mu Jie.

Two people, you sip and I sip, a bowl of water is finished, Ye Yajie only feels a dull pain in an old tooth.

Just drink water when you drink water, why do you have to come and go like a child.

Muttering to herself, Ye Yajie curled her lips as if she didn't see it, and turned her attention to the herbs.

It is said that medicine is three-point poison, and the properties of the medicine are easy to conflict. Once it is not used well, the medicine will become poison.

Casuarina is warm and cold, and ghost needle grass clears away heat and detoxifies. Will the two medicines conflict with each other? They know a ghost, and they must drink the other after a while.

But which medicine to drink first?

To detoxify first, or to get rid of wind and cold first?

As soon as the old man makes a decision, detoxify first!

I just plan to apply it externally on the feet, and then take the medicinal soup internally. The inside should be combined with the outside, and the inside and outside should be sandwiched. Maybe it can be washed away?

It's beautiful to think, but I can only think beautifully.

After applying herbal medicine and boiling medicinal soup, which was specially blown to cool, Ye Yajie helped Wen Suiyun to lean in her arms.

The old lady was holding the medicine, and scooped up the medicine with the pottery spoon that Wen Suiyun had made before, and blew it.

Difficult to feed, the child is not conscious, does not open the mouth, and half of the medicine fed is wasted along the corner of the mouth.

It took a long time to see the bottom of this bowl of medicine.

Another hour passed, and the casuarina was cooked, and the old lady fed Wen Suiyun again.

The whole afternoon, the body temperature continued to burn until sunset, when Wen Suiyun regained some consciousness.

However, the first sentence after regaining consciousness was not to ask for mother, nor was it to cry out for discomfort, it was a Nuo Nuo sentence: "I'm sorry... I have caused... trouble for everyone..."

Nasty brat!

Therefore, there is no need to give a good face.

Ye Yajie stared at 'violent', stretched out her hand and pressed her head hard, "Heal well, and you won't cause trouble!"

You are not the one who made the mistake, you apologized, what did the person who did the mistake say?The same words will only make people feel perfunctory.

Her pale lips parted slightly, and she wanted to say something, but Ye Yajie refused to give her a chance, "Shut up! Sleep well, and when your mother comes back, dance for her."

"Mother……"

She murmured, and soon fell asleep again.

……

The fragile branches were snapped off and thrown into the fire to continue the last brilliance of life. The light of the fire was slightly drunk, and it shone a tranquility in the narrow cave.

Jiang Xinran sat by the fire, looking out through the green plants hanging from the entrance of the cave.

The sky has fallen, and the outside of the cave is pitch black, and nothing can be seen anymore.

Looking back, Wen Siqi, who had just changed Lin Jianfei's medicine, was making medicine, and she finally remembered herself.

Fortunately in the afternoon, they didn't face the crocodile again, so they looked at it from a distance and ran away as if fleeing.

After leaving the range of mangroves, according to the location in memory, they found the sign they made when they set off, and returned to the cave safely before the sun went down.

As soon as she came back, she was asked by Wen Siqi to collect firewood.

When she came back with a pile of firewood, Wen Siqi was still swollen and dealing with Lin Jianfei's wound, and she didn't think of herself until now.

His eyes quietly fell on Wen Siqi's ankle, the swelling was unreasonable, it looked like a pig's trotter to put it bluntly.

After the medicine was ready, Jiang Xinran frowned slightly seeing Wen Siqi's difficult movements, and put down the firewood she just picked up, "Let me help you."

It was very quiet in the cave, and the words could easily enter the ears. Wen Siqi hung her head and hesitated for a while, then suddenly raised her head and smiled and handed the medicine, "Miss Lao Jiang will help."

Mo Ran took the medicine bowl and put it beside her, held up her slowly stretched foot, looked at the wound, Jiang Xinran grabbed the medicine paste and applied it to the swollen wound.

The movements were careful and gentle, Jiang Xinran tried not to touch the sensitive nerves of the injured area with her movements, but it was inevitable that she would inhale patiently.

She paused, and moved more slowly.

The swelling was quite large, and the pounded medicinal paste could not cover the wound completely, so Jiang Xinran had to scrape some from other parts and distribute it to the part that could not be covered.Finally, he took the bandage from Wen Siqi and wrapped it around the wound and tied it.

The bandages were cut by Wen Siqi from her trousers for Lin Jianfei to bandage. The two trousers were changed from trousers to shorts, and then to the current hot trousers. Her white legs were exposed to the air.

Jiang Xinran has seen that the legs that have practiced dancing all the year round are the benefits of leg lovers. They are plump and slender without a trace of excess fat, just like the flatness of her abdomen. It is impossible to tell that she is a person who has given birth. Also conspicuous scars.

After tying the knot, Jiang Xinran glanced at the scar on Wen Siqi's abdomen, and the firelight made it more conspicuous.

I heard that the cesarean section scars will become lighter and less obvious after a period of time, but the scars on Wen Siqi's stomach are still conspicuous, even if you glance over them casually, you can find them.

Is it because of your special constitution that you can't fade away?

For some reason, she was suddenly curious, and subconsciously took a few more glances.When I saw it, I forgot to hide my sight.

"There was a second injury, so the scar is more obvious."

The understatement sounded in her ears, Jiang Xinran was startled, she looked away with a blushed face.

After being silent for a while, she asked curiously again, "The second injury, did you have another operation?"

Suspicion gradually disappeared in the cave, Jiang Xinran waited for a long time but failed to hear a response, thinking that she was hated for talking too much, so she glanced back in embarrassment.

A smiling face came into view.

The light of the burning fire and the dark shadow of the sky paint their respective colors on the smile. The diametrically opposed and contrasting colors make the smile weird, as if seeing an abrupt and out of place corner of a bright and bright canvas as a whole. Dark handwriting.

Jiang Xinran shuddered suddenly, and suddenly understood the meaning.