Just a smile on the face, but the eyes fell on the blood on her chest: "Are you injured?" His voice was cold.

Bai Hao hurriedly shook his head: "No, I am not injured. This is not my blood. I and A Wu killed a tiger. This is the blood of the tiger, not mine."

what? Did she actually meet the tiger again? Fortunately, there is Awu, otherwise this girl - he did not dare to think about it, she will look up and down, make sure that there are no fewer arms and fewer legs, no less meat, the face of the cold face is loosened a little .

"I didn't have my permission in the future, I don't want to go up the mountain again, I heard no?" He resisted the discomfort and whispered to her.

Bai Hao helped him up: "I know that I know, you can lie down soon, but you can't move again."

Hu Feng obediently lay back on the bed and said to the white: "I am thirsty."

Hu Changlin, who was standing at the door, rushed in. "I came to me and came down." He said to the white: "Shantou, you are going to have a break, there is me here, you are tired for a day."

Bai Hao looked at the wind and saw that he was still in good spirits. When he was relieved, he simply nodded his head: "Well, I will go back to the house first." The blood of her body should be washed.

After the white scorpion returned to the house, he took a hot bath and felt a lot better. He didn't take the medicine. After all, the medicine has three poisons. If you don't eat it, you won't eat it.

After cleaning up yourself, put some medicine on the wound on the arm, wrap it in a circle with gauze, and sterilize the wound on the calf and paste it with two wounds.

After busy finishing this, she went to the front yard again, when the scales and leeches were already dry.

She took another medicine can, and divided the four herbs of scorpion, trigonometry, leeches and pangolin into three equal parts. First, I took one of the medicine pots, added the water to fry, and simmered in a small fire. After the water is fried into a bowl, the juice is filtered out and placed in the room of Hu Feng.

Hu Feng closed his eyes, and his brain flashed through many pieces of memory. He couldn't put together these pieces of memory. He wanted to know more things, but his head was very painful and painful.

"Hu Feng, you wake up, wake up." The familiar voice rang in his ear and pulled him back from the dark mud that was full of memories.

He opened his eyes, the clean little face was close at hand, and the black grape-like eyes were full of eagerness and concern.

His heart is getting warmer, his head doesn't seem to hurt so much, and the memories that can't be found seem to be less important.

Seeing that he was awake, she smiled. "It’s time to take medicine. You have been sleeping for a long time. It should wake up."

There is something in her words, he understands.

Bai Hao helped him to sit up. He scanned the bowl of black medicinal juice with a disgusting taste. "If I drink this medicine, my memory can't be recovered?"

Bai Yan smiled and said: "Impossible, I have confidence in my medical skills and will definitely recover."

Hu Feng asked: "If not?"

Bai Hao did not understand what he wanted to say. He simply said: "I can, I will guarantee my personality."

Hu Feng shook his head: "I don't need personality, people can think about it."

White face looked like: "What?"

Hu Feng stared at her face, serious, focused, and said in a word: "If you can't recover, you have to use your people to pay off debts."

Paying off debts? When did she owe his debt? Even if she owes a debt, has she said that she used her own debt to pay for it?

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