Li Zhongjing took the gold sore medicine to Chu Ying, who was disemboweling, there were still many wounds on this kid's body that were bleeding, but she concentrated on breaking the tiger's belly, there were 3 baby tigers in the belly of this tiger, this tiger has been dead for a while, and this little tiger is estimated to be unable to live.

Chu Ying took out the umbilical cord of the three little tigers, and lightly put her fingers on the chest of the little tigers, only one of the three little tigers still had a faint heartbeat, this little tiger is estimated to have not grown up enough to give birth, and the mother has not provided oxygen to the little tiger for a while, and it is difficult to save this little tiger with a heartbeat.

Chu Ying wiped off the mucus on the little tiger's mouth with her sleeve, and the index finger and middle finger of her two hands pressed lightly on its chest, and after pressing it 20 times, she gave the little tiger a few breaths, Chu Ying only gave people CPR, this tiger is really the first time, this little tiger still has some heartbeat, Chu Ying can't watch this little life disappear like this.

"What are you doing?" Wang Yiqi watched Chu Ying press the little tiger and blow it back to the little tiger, this little tiger will definitely not survive, and washed the other two little tigers, this young tiger that has not yet grown up is rare, and it should be able to sell a lot of silver.

Li Zhongjing looked at Chu Ying, who was still repeating the exhalation action, this kid's cheeks were covered with mucus, "Let it go, don't do this." This is a small animal that has nothing to do with her, but Chu Ying still tried so hard to save this little tiger, looking at Chu Ying's frowning brows, Li Zhongjing's heart was sour.

"Ahem......" Chu Ying lowered her head and habitually continued to exhale when the little tiger moved, coughed up something, and barked softly, although the voice was weak, it slowly became a little louder. Chu Ying wiped the mucus off its body with grass.

"Is this little tiger alive? What are you saving this tiger? Suffocate it, suffocate it. Wang Yiqi stretched out his hand and wanted to suffocate the little tiger who hadn't opened his eyes yet, but he withdrew his hand with a cold gaze at Shang Chu Ying, this kid had killed two tigers just now, and he had the composure of danger and the courage that she should have at her age, and she didn't want to cause trouble.

"I originally just wanted to hunt a tiger, I didn't think about the extraneous branches, I took away this wound that was obviously missing claws, and you kept the one with the fur intact, and I left." Chu Ying tied the tiger's legs with a rope, hung it diagonally on her chest, pulled a section of trouser leg from her leg and got down and hugged the little tiger and left quickly.

This little tiger is now born prematurely, and without the tigress, Chu Ying has to quickly find the milk source, otherwise this little tiger will not live long. "Chu Ying, you are not safe alone, big brother, this time I hunted a tiger and avenged the fourth child, and it is a large amount of income to come, so it is better to go back quickly, it is not easy to move with a tiger in tow, so it is better to sell it fresh and clean."

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Yiqi mainly thought that this smell of blood would attract other tigers at that time, although it was far away from the tiger's den just now, it was better to go down the mountain quickly.

"Chu Ying, go slowly." Li Zhongjing quickly caught up with Chu Ying, this kid looks quite small, but he has a lot of strength, and he can run faster than himself with a tiger on his back.

Waiting to get to the bamboo house, Chu Ying first put the tiger and the little tiger upstairs, and then fetched water to boil water, the small wounds on his body were not a big deal, but some of the thicker wounds still had to be dealt with quickly, this was not left when he fought with the tiger just now, he was injured when he broke through the bushes.

Chu Ying dipped a small towel in boiling and cold water, wiped the wound, and then smeared it with gold sore medicine. "You kid is running so fast, you have it behind your arm, I'll help you." Wang Zhongjing pulled the face towel that was dragged by Chu Ying, and the small wound on the back of this arm was as dense as a spider web, and he didn't know where this kid had suffered these injuries.

Whether it was wiping the wound or smearing the medicine, this kid didn't say a word, and the occasional muffled snort was also the result of his own deliberate exertion. "Wiped it off, right?"

Chu Ying only felt the slightest pain and some cool feeling coming from her neck and arms, and after a long time, she became a little numb. "Aren't you going to take a break? You were really trying to survive just now......"

Chu Ying took out a clean jacket from the cabinet and put it on, held the little tiger with one hand, cut the tiger into two ends with a knife, put it in the back basket on the left and right sides of Changsheng, and tied the little tiger slightly around his waist with two ropes, and then jumped on the horse.

"Where are you going? I'm afraid it's going to be dark when I go down the mountain, and I have to spend the night in your bamboo house......" As soon as Wang Yiqi arrived at the bamboo house, he saw Chu Ying riding away. This kid moves very quickly, but when it gets dark, this kid doesn't dare to walk at night with such a large piece of meat.

Chu Ying held the little tiger with her left hand, and tightened the reins with her right hand, Chu Ying was already familiar with the way down the mountain, and it must be difficult to rush back before dark at the usual speed, Chu Ying accelerated the horse, and the fallen leaves mixed with the soil were raised by the horse's hooves, Chu Ying felt that the little tiger in her hand was going to fly out several times.

At the foot of the mountain, Chu Ying did not go in the direction of the study, but went straight to the residence of Mr. Qingyan, first, the tiger could be directly given to him, and second, if he remembered correctly, Mr. Qingyan's family had a goat, and the goat could produce some milk every day.

"Knock knock, knock knock." The old gentleman Qingyan, who had some insomnia, was awakened by a quick knock on the door and the barking of dogs in the distance, put on his clothes and hurried to open the door, only to see Chu Ying sitting on a horse and holding the little tiger in his hand.

Although he did say that he would write a book for Chu Ying if he could have tiger meat, Chu Ying, the child, didn't know where to get the little tiger, although it was also tiger meat, but before he opened his eyes, the soft and cute little tiger who was sucking Chu Ying's thumb grabbed Chu Ying's hand and sucked Chu Ying's thumb.

"The tiger meat you want is in the basket, and your goats are ready to produce milk today?" Borrow some milk. Chu Ying turned sideways, took out two large pieces of tiger meat from the basket and threw them on the ground, dismounted and went straight to the goat's nest.

"Yes, yes, this, this ......" Qingyan looked at the tiger that was cut into two petals, the flesh on the belly was a little blurry, and some blood stains that were not dried could be seen, and one of the four claws was missing.

"What's wrong, old man?" Mrs. Qing rubbed her eyes that couldn't be opened, she felt that her feet seemed to have stepped on something, and when she looked down, she was so frightened that she took three steps back, and her deep sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden, and she and Qingyan were speechless.

Under the faint oil lamp, Chu Ying was holding a small spoon and slowly feeding the little tiger milk. "Thank you, Mrs. Qing, please keep your milk hot so late."

Mrs. Qing hid behind Qing Yan and barely showed a little smile, although she was a little scared, but looking at the little tiger wanting to sleep and want to eat, she only felt extremely cute, but thinking that this little guy was extremely ferocious when he grew up, she retracted her head.

"Chu Ying, can't you tell the difference between this joke and the truth?" Chu Ying looked at Qingyan, who was sitting upright and very strict. "I'm really sorry to disturb you so late, I really can't remember who else has milk, I'm afraid this little guy can't wait."

Qing Yan looked at Chu Ying, who lowered her head and looked at the little tiger gently, this very well-behaved and occasionally naughty child must have bought this tiger with others, it was impossible for this kid to hunt such a big tiger by himself.