Although the young woman's face was stained with blood, Fang Shao could still vaguely distinguish that she was Liu Bei's wife, Mrs. Mi, and what she was holding in her hand was naturally Liu Bei's son Adou.

Looking at the blood on her body, it seems that she was injured a lot, and Adou cried so hard, it is estimated that there is no big problem.

Fang Shao jumped in and said, "Madam, how are you, where are you hurt?" ”

Mrs. Mi snorted and turned her body around a little, Fang Shao poked his head over and couldn't help but gasp. But I saw a wooden thorn the thickness of a thumb being inserted into the back shoulder of Mrs. Mi, and it seemed that the situation was at least a finger deep. Around the wound, blood flowed straight down, and soon half of Mrs. Mi's clothes were stained.

Fang Shao sighed: "Madam, you are not lightly injured!" ”

Although Mrs. Mi looked very uncomfortable, she didn't care too much about her injury, but she lifted Adou out of her arms tremblingly, and said worriedly: "I'm not in the way, you can quickly see if the little boy is injured." ”

Fang Shao carefully took Adou, untied the swaddling clothes and examined them carefully, there were no external injuries on his body. And this little guy was still crying so much, as soon as he got to his hand, he shook it, and then he stopped crying, only opened a pair of big round eyes, and looked at the stranger in front of him very curiously.

"Sample, the legendary Adou was still quite cute when he was a child." Fang Shao subconsciously used his fingers to flick Adou's face a few times, and the little guy actually laughed out loud.

Fang Shao was relieved: "Madam, don't worry, the little boy is fine." ”

Mrs. Mi breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to get up, but as soon as her body moved, it was extremely painful to touch the wound.

Fang Shao wrapped Adou in a burden, hung it on his chest, and then bandaged Mrs. Mi a little, but he didn't dare to pull out the wooden thorn, and said, "Madam, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's find a safe place to make plans." ”

Mrs. Mi was groggy in pain at this time, and she didn't have any opinions, so she only nodded weakly.

So, Fang Shao got Mrs. Mi out of the car and helped her onto the horse, afraid that she would faint in pain and fall off the horse, so he found a rope to tie her to himself, and then did not dare to delay a little, and looked straight east.

Fortunately, Cao Jun's attention was all focused on Liu Bei's main force at the southern end, and he did not sweep around, Fang Shao took her mother and son all the way to run wildly, and when it was almost dusk, they finally escaped from the chaotic battlefield.

Fang Shao looked back at the direction of Changban Slope, there were no traces of people in sight, there was a wilderness around, it seemed that he had finally gotten rid of the danger, he couldn't help but take a long breath, and said, "Madam, we are out of danger." ”

Mrs. Mi didn't squeak behind him, Fang Shao felt bad, and hurriedly looked back, but saw that Mrs. Mi was lying motionless on her back, and it seemed that she had fainted. When she looked around, she saw a lot of blood on the saddle, and even the road was full of blood, and it seemed that a simple bandage could not completely stop the bleeding for her, and if she continued like this, she would die of excessive blood loss.

Fang Shao couldn't just watch Mrs. Mi die, he took such a big risk, how could the "return" that was so easy to get is gone.

You have to treat her first!

So Fang Shao rode his horse and walked a short distance, found a relatively hidden pond and stopped, gently hugged Mrs. Mi who had fainted, and helped her lie down. Then, he hung Adou on a nearby tree, found some dry firewood, and built a fire.

Mrs. Mi, who was lying by the fire, felt the warmth, her body moved slightly, and Fang Shao poured a bag of water from the pond, held her in her arms with one hand, and fed her with the other.

After a while, Mrs. Mi woke up faintly, looked at the person in front of her in a daze, and muttered, "Where is this?" Who are you? ”

No, she's delirious, and she needs to pull out the thorn from her.

Fang Shao said: "I am Fang Shao, a student of Zhuge Military Division. Madame don't remember, I just saved Madame from the battlefield. ”

Mrs. Mi was stunned for a while, suddenly remembered, and exclaimed excitedly: "What about Adou, how is Adou?" ”

She struggled excitedly, Fang Shao was afraid that she would tear the wound bigger, so he had to hold her down hard, and said softly: "Madame, don't worry, the little boy is fine, he is sleeping soundly, don't disturb him." ”

"That's good, that's good."

Mrs. Mi calmed down at this time, and after the excitement, the sharp pain in the wound could be felt, and she couldn't help moaning again.

Fang Shao then said: "Madam, you are bleeding too much, I must help you stop the bleeding first, but before that, you have to pull out the wooden thorns on your shoulder, it may be very painful." ”

Mrs. Mi reluctantly smiled a little, gasped and said, "Even if you pull it out, I'm not afraid of pain." ”

So, Fang Shao helped Mrs. Mi to lie on the ground, and then prepared the gold seed and bandages he carried with him, and then baked the dagger on the fire.

Everything was ready, Fang Shao said: "Madam, your wounds and clothes are stuck together, if you want to pull out the wooden thorns, you have to untie the clothes on your back, I'm afraid you will be offended." ”

Mrs. Mi nodded slightly, and said weakly: "When is it, what else is there to be insisted on, everything is up to you." ”

After getting permission, Fang Shao carefully faded her clothes to her waist, revealing a red and white back, although it was stained with blood, it was not difficult to see that her skin texture was still very good.

Then, he handed a short wooden stick to Mrs. Mi and said, "It will definitely hurt next, Madame take this in her mouth and bite off her tongue carefully." ”

Mrs. Mi obediently bit the wooden stick in her mouth, so Fang Shao knelt in front of her, opened her left hand, and pressed her other shoulder, the touch between her fingers was smooth and delicate, and she thought in her heart: "The skin of a woman in her thirties is still so smooth, and she is very well maintained." ”

But it was just a hint of reverie in the midst of nervousness, and then, with his right hand gripping the end of the wooden thorn tightly, he took a deep breath and pulled it out with all his might.

Burst!

The wooden thorn was pulled out, and a stream of blood sprayed Fang Shao's body. Mrs. Mi snorted, her face distorted.

It is easy to pull out the thorn, and the most important thing is to disinfect the wound, otherwise you will accidentally become infected, and in this era without antibiotics, even miracle doctors will be difficult to recover.

Fang Shao hurriedly pulled out the fiery red dagger that had been roasted a long time ago from the fire, and without giving Mrs. Mi a chance to experience the pain, he fiercely stuck the hot dagger to her wound.

"Hmm-"

As the sound of barbecue sounded, the smell of burnt meat diffused, and Mrs. Mi was so painful that her whole body twitched, and her hands desperately grabbed around, just grabbing Fang Shao's thigh.

"Damn!"

Fang Shao was suddenly scratched by her fingers that were deep in the flesh, but he had to endure it for the time being.

He first cut off the rotten flesh from Mrs. Mi's wound, and then plugged the bleeding area with charred flesh like welding. After tossing for a few minutes, the bleeding finally stopped, and Fang Shao quickly cleaned the wound with water, applied it with gold and white powder, and then bandaged it again.

After finishing everything, Fang Shaochang let out a long breath and sat down on the ground. This was the first time he had given first aid, and to be honest, it was thrilling.

After gasping for breath for a long time, he slowly came back to his senses, and only then did he notice that Mrs. Mi had lost her voice, and it was estimated that she had fainted from the pain.

Fang Shao hurriedly pulled her hand away, and while she was asleep, she took off her pants and took a look, okay, the five nail marks on the inner thighs were deep in the flesh, and she couldn't help sighing: "It's good that she didn't move in a little more, otherwise Lao Tzu's eggs would have been crushed for her." ”

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