This is still the method taught to her by those old grandmothers in the palace, wiping the wound with salt water can prevent the wound from deteriorating and prevent fever. Life in the palace is the least valuable, it is all up to them to survive, if they are injured or sick, it is a blessing to survive, and if they can't survive, they can only accept their fate, who can expect someone to treat them and heal them?

After a moment's effort, Tang Xiaohu brought two porcelain bowls from the kitchen, one containing water and the other with a little gray-white salt.

The salt in the palace is all fine granules of white crystals, while the folk salt is much coarse, and the white particles are mixed with gray-white crystals, and the taste is a little astringent.

Tang Yue cleaned her hands, her expression extremely serious. She took a few steps back, took the bowl to the table, rolled up her sleeves, poured some salt into the bowl of water, and slowly stirred it well, leaving some more for wiping the wound.

She handed the bowl of salt water to Su Qingyu, who looked suspicious, pulled out Su Qingyu's hand, and forced the bowl into his hand, and at the same time said solemnly, "Drink." "

Su Qingyu didn't react, he subconsciously clenched the things in his hand, and when he looked down, he realized that the bowl seemed to have salt added, and some gray unknown objects were floating in the transparent water.

He gritted his teeth with difficulty, and the weakness caused by the pain was instantly magnified, "What is this?" "

He looked at Tang Yue with a childish face, and suddenly regretted the trust he had just placed in her, even if he couldn't go to see the doctor, he didn't plan to give up on himself and end himself, this bowl of water that I don't know what to add can really drink?

Su Qingyu raised his hand a little weakly, forget it, no matter how calm and sensible she is, the girl in front of her is only six years old after all, and she got these things just for fun.

"Why don't you drink it yet?" Tang Yue blinked a little dissatisfied, a flush flew up on her cheeks, anxious, and worried.

When Su Qingyu saw her ardent eyes, his heart softened, and he didn't know where he got the courage, so he brought the porcelain bowl in his hand to his mouth, gritted his teeth, and drank the essence.

The salty liquid tasted really not very good, and when Su Qingyu tried to drink it, his already pale face was even more unsightly.

Tang Yue smiled widely, she happily held the empty bowl in her hand, and opened her mouth with a happy face, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter, "Lift off your clothes, I'll see your injuries." "

"Ahem", Su Qingyu coughed, clenched his fist with his hand, trying to cover his gaffe, "No need," Su Qingyu's ears were slightly red, and his black hair drooped, covering his eyes.

"Why not!" Tang Yue frowned, her snow-white skin could only see tiny fluff in the sun, her delicate facial features were delicate and moving, full of aura, her radiant gaze fell on Su Qingyu, and her words were not polite at all, "You don't want to live anymore?" "

There was still a bit of anger in the soft and glutinous children's voice, Tang Yue intuitively felt that Su Qingyu still refused to cooperate with him to treat the wound, and his crescent-shaped eyes were also round, not giving Su Qingyu a chance to refute.

"Su Qingyu, it's just that you don't go to see the doctor, and you don't want to heal your injuries well, in case there is a bad pool, what should Sister Su do, do you want to leave Sister Su alone? Don't you want to be good, if you want to die, just say it, it's not good for me to be affected here, brother, let's go! Don't wait! "

Tang Yue was angry, she looked down on people who didn't cherish life the most, and her little hand grabbed Tang Xiaohu, who was staying aside, and was about to go out.

Su Qingyu's originally embarrassed expression paused, and his gaze, which had been cooling for a long time, fell on Tang Yue, and his tone was a little strange, "I mean, are you sure you want to see my wound?" There is a difference between men and women, you"

Tang Yue's arrogance was suddenly extinguished, she opened her mouth and looked at someone who was slightly awkward in the indifference behind her a little wordlessly, and couldn't help but want to mock, "Is there a difference between men and women?" Su Qingyu, I'm only six years old, will you worry too much. "

Su Qingyu didn't look over, his black tail hair drooped down, and his indifferent temperament was suddenly mixed with something else, he calmly touched his hot ears, and said coldly, "You just let Xiaohu see it." "

He looked down at the girl who was puffing out of breath and her cheeks were flushed, and he still couldn't tell the awkwardness in his heart, how could a six-year-old girl be Tang Yue's appearance, although her appearance was true, but Tang Yue's calm and sensible made him completely unable to treat her as a six-year-old girl, in short...... Men and women should be treated differently

When Tang Xiaohu heard Su Qingyu's words, he immediately volunteered to clap his chest, "Sister, leave it to me, you just tell me what to do." "

Tang Xiaohu had been idle and bored for a long time, but when he heard Su Qingyu ask him to help, he suddenly jumped up, and his eyes similar to Tang Yue also lit up.

Tang Yue looked at Su Qingyu strangely, and finally found out that something was wrong, Su Qingyu's originally pale face suddenly turned a strange red, and an incredible idea surfaced, Su Qingyu, wouldn't it be shy

She immediately looked at him like a rare creature, and it became more and more unbelievable, Su Qingyu, how could he be shy?!

Tang Yue looked back at Tang Xiaohu, but still decided not to rob this job, so she carefully instructed, "Wet the cloth with salt water, and then wipe the wound, remember to move gently." "

Tang Xiaohu nodded immediately, hurriedly took the bowl with salt water, walked quickly to Su Qingyu, and said earnestly, "Brother Su, I'll help you wipe it, where is the wound?" "It's good to heal the eldest brother.

Su Qingyu's gaze crossed Tang Xiaohu and fell on Tang Yue behind, and then fell silent.

Tang Yue looked back suspiciously, "What's wrong?" "

"You, get out."

After a while, Su Qingyu finally spoke, Qingjun's face was extremely cold, of course, if you ignore the slightly reddened ears.

Tang Yue snickered in her heart, knowing that Su Qingyu was embarrassed and didn't delay her efforts, she turned around and went out directly, leaving only Tang Xiaohu and Su Qingyu in the house, and didn't forget to instruct before leaving, "After you get it done, dress the wound again." "

After saying that, the little body disappeared into the house.

In the courtyard, the sun is warm, through the red bricks and green tiles, and the ground is full of silver. Tang Yue's eyes narrowed comfortably, and she yawned comfortably.

It's just that it didn't take long for Tang Xiaohu's voice to suddenly sound, "Sister, I seem to be in trouble." "

Tang Yue was stunned, and entered the house without saying a word, but saw that Su Qingyu's face was close to transparent, with cold sweat on his head, and further down, a shocking wound came into view.