By the fire, Sato Mo knelt on the soft body of the stinky mud, and the elves and the larger trumpet bud sat around each other, and the tension between them had disappeared, and the tension between them had changed.

The little trumpet bud lay unconsciously on the hay, and his face showed an abnormal red tide. Sato Mo carefully looked at its little feet, which were in the shape of rhizomes. The ends of the slender rhizomes reveal a strange purple color, and the brown epidermis is no longer flexible, giving it a fluffy feeling.

Sato Mo's nose twitched, and there was a faint smell of rot in the air.

Is it because the toxin is not cleaned up, and then the infection becomes inflamed and finally suppurated? But this toxin is really powerful.

"You came in for the sake of the child?" For a mother who only has children in her eyes, Sato Mo softened, "Let's say it first, I'm not a doctor, and it's the first time I've come into contact with this kind of injury, and the healing methods are super rough!" ”

"Zi it-" Trumpet Bud's mother called softly, motioning for Sato Mo to do it, but, what is the doctor? "Huh?".

"Doctor? It is a person who makes the uncomfortable body comfortable~ Of course, only a good doctor can do it...... Did you listen to that? Sato Mo stared at the mother of the horn bud who was holding her arm and looked expectant.

"Let's go! Let's go! ”

"Okay! Since you say so, then I'll 'cure'! Recalling his posture when chopping vegetables, Ink Sato held the knife in his right hand and gently stroked the trembling body of the little trumpet, then straightened it and struggled to stabilize it...... Since you can't stabilize your shaky hand, adjust the frequency of the knife and its body to the same as if it were shaking.

Barefoot Doctor (emphasis added!) -Ink Sato's treatment philosophy: Isn't it just about curing diseases, it's similar to handling ingredients and trimming hair, just cut off the bad and harmful things!

(Tips: When you get sick, go to the doctor~)

The rhizome of the trumpet bud is a little tough, and Sato Mo feels that his knife can't do everything to the end. In the midst of the cry of pain, Sato Mo exerted great strength to cut off the rotten parts.

Let's go! The tongue of fire licked lightly, and a piece of wood burst open, splashing a little spark.

Spray wound medicine on the wound and stuff in some crushed blue orange fruit. Looking at the horn bud's short feet, Sato Mo awkwardly held a few rhizomes in his hand, and without paying attention, he cut too much. This, the trumpet buds should be able to grow back~

“？？？” Sato Mo suddenly found that the rhizome of the little trumpet bud had begun to be reborn, my God, so fast? This vitality is definitely not Xiaoqiang! "Uh...... Your ancestors were leek essences, right? ”

“？？” The mother of the horn bud looked blinded, although she didn't understand, but she still replied very seriously: "Zi it~" My ancestor is the horn bud, not a leek essence~

Finally, listening to the sound of her child's breathing that tends to be gentle, the mother rubbed the tip of the leaf against the corner of her eye, and then bent down to thank Momu Sato.

"Ahem, you are so serious, I am very uncomfortable~" is a little embarrassing, in fact, in a human gathering place, practicing medicine without a license is a big crime. Sato Mo scratched his cheek, "No thanks, after all, the doctor is benevolent~"

Mother Trumpet's eyes lit up: Healer - the person who makes the uncomfortable body comfortable, so good! The little eyes rolled and saw that in the corner, Moji Sato was holding the infected rhizome and stuffing it into the mouth of the stinky mud.

"I don't know what's inside, but it's definitely poisonous!" Sato Mo collects the intact rhizome, and after this thing is treated, it can be used in medicine, which is said to relax the muscles and invigorate the blood, and can also increase the perception ability when taken regularly. It's just that the acquisition conditions are more stringent...... "Who poked me...... Huh? How did you get shorter?! ”

Sato Mo looked at the horn bud that was inexplicably shorter, and bowed crookedly, holding a handful of rhizomes in his two leaf-like hands, and the break on the side of his foot was very flat and had scabbed.

Seeing that Sato Mo didn't move, the horn bud thought that this little weight was not enough, and with a blink of his little eyes, the sharp blades slashed decisively towards his legs: Anyway, it will grow soon, just bear with it, although it will hurt!

"Enough!"

Trumpet Bud and the elves watching the play were startled, Sato Mo rubbed the corners of his eyes, and after taking the rhizome of Trumpet Bud, "This amount is enough, enough!" I'll take these, and your children will rest assured that they'll be handed over to me! ”

"Ah Yue, use 'fresh'! Don't pretend to be stupid, it's the skill that helped me reduce swelling before! Sato Mo accepted the payment and strode to the little trumpet bud with the water leaping fish.

The stinky mud chased after him, and reached out to wipe the corner of Sato Mo's eyes, "Beibei~"

"It's alright...... Command~Hey, hey, hey! ”

After being busy, Sato Mo put away the information with a weak heart, and kept enough composure on his face, "Tonight, you two can rest here with peace of mind...... Big-mouthed baby, you go to the tent and sleep with me! ”

Putting away the black jaw, the big-mouthed baby turned her head expressionlessly, bowed her head slightly, and agreed. In the place where the fire does not shine, two red halos float on the surface of the black jaw.

"Hey~"

The fire grew smaller, and the cave fell silent, save for the occasional crackle of firewood.

Sato Mo was really not very interested, and lay down in the tent early, staring at the top of the tent in a daze with his eyes.

Knowing Soso-why is something moving in his abdomen?

Sato Mo suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes blinked, and a cold streak crossed his cheeks, which sank into his sideburns. Momo Sato rubbed the corners of his eyes, wiped the wetness from his fingers, supported his upper body on his elbows, and looked at the small tent propped up in the sleeping bag with a strange face...... What do you think, how old am I?

Lift the sleeping bag, look at the big-mouthed baby who is sleeping soundly on his abdomen, the corners of his mouth are flowing with Hala, I say~ Eh, this little guy will get into the bed!

Covered with a sleeping bag, Moki Sato lay down again, ready to go to bed too, it was already late...... Hey? Isn't the sleeping bag used to drill? When will my sleeping bag be lifted?

I have a bad premonition......

Rubbing the twitching muscles at the corners of his eyes, Sato Mo found that there was an extra hole on one side, and the hole opened directly to the mouth of the sleeping bag, and he was stunned for a long time when he looked at this sleeping bag, and this trace should have been bitten open: there is still such an operation?!

At this time, the big-mouthed baby unconsciously turned over, and her little face rubbed against Sato Mo's abdomen, and she replied wetly, "Babble......"

Well, it doesn't look like it's exactly saliva. "Looks like I'll have to teach it how to get into a sleeping bag tomorrow~"

Sato Mo put the sleeping 'confused' big-mouthed baby on his chest, snuggled it slightly, and gently kissed the head of the big-mouthed baby outside the sleeping bag, and said softly: "You little guy, I'm cleaning you up tomorrow!" ”

"Babble~"