Chapter Seventy-Two: Half a Face, Falling Off (Part 2)

Durala vomited blood again, it is said that the vomiting is quite bad, anyway, she is also a part of Blatter's teacher, and Du Ang rescued it, Du Ang didn't go to see it It's really a little unreasonable, so Du Ang took Blatter with the little maid Lilia to see the situation, he didn't want to take Barbaroa, but Barbaroa said that he wanted to go out for a walk, so he followed.

Duon asked Lilia what was going on as she walked, and Lilia said that she didn't know, and when she went to Durala's room this morning, she found that she was vomiting blood there, and it seemed that she had been vomiting for a long time. So he hurriedly went to find Duang, and when he inquired, he learned that Duang was at Barbaroa's, so he hurried over as well.

As soon as he entered, Duang found that there was blood everywhere on the ground, and it was the kind of red and black dirty blood that he knew at a glance that something was wrong, and he walked in in a pool of blood, and saw that Durala was lying on the bed in a very awkward position, with a painful look on his face, not speaking but humming, as if he had lost consciousness.

"Damn, what can I do about this?" Duang also felt very troubled, he came to the Ruhr farm this time, only brought a few servants and a master chef with him, there was no doctor with him, Duang himself did not know anything about medical skills, now the problem is so serious, he was blind at that time, the Ruhr farm is in a corner, too far away from the city, even if he immediately sent someone to the city to ask the doctor to come, I don't know if it will be too late.

At this time, Barbaroa spoke.

Of course, he sang it. Du Ang had given him a strict order before, and he was not allowed to stammer, but only to sing......

"She seems to be ...... Gone mad. ”

I do, this is a common phrase in martial arts novels, how come there is such a thing as going crazy in this world of swords and magic? But now that human life is at stake, it is not the time to dwell on such details, Du Ang hurriedly asked what was going on, and Barbaroa said that he had seen a similar situation when the magic master Goodian walked the rivers and lakes, generally speaking, only necromancers who practice black magic will have this kind of symptoms of going mad, the specific reason and manifestation is that when the necromancer is injured, he often uses his own necromantic qi to heal, but this is a very dangerous thing, If you don't control it carefully, you will be affected by the backlash of the necromantic qi, and a large amount of necromantic qi enters the lungs from the wound, which not only fails to heal, but also causes secondary damage.

Du Ang asked, "Then do you know how to save it?" ”

"I've seen teachers save people, but I haven't tried it myself!" ”

Du Ang urged: "Just read it, it's better than not knowing anything, hurry up, if you can save it, save it quickly, and if you delay for a while, it is estimated that she will vomit to death." ”

Since Duang said so, Barbaroa was not welcome, he asked Lilia to help, fetched a large bottle of warm water, put salty salt in it, pried open Durala's mouth and fed her, Barbaroa explained that this was to cleanse her stomach of the necromancy, in other words, detoxification, of course, this was only the first step.

"What about the second step?"

"The second step is inconvenient for me to help!" Barbaloa said that the second step is to use the same warm water and salt to cleanse Durala's body, whether it is washed or wiped, in short, every inch of skin on her body must not fall, and all the necromantic qi attached to her body must be completely removed, so as to ensure that the necromantic qi will not continue to invade her body.

Duang said, "I don't see that you are still a doctor. ”

Barbaroa smiled: "Didn't I say it a long time ago, I can order anything, don't forget, I have the qualification of a junior doctor." ”

Barbaroa is a junior blacksmith, a junior tailor, a junior alchemist, a junior leatherman, a junior botanist, and a junior ...... Well, he has too many qualifications, Du Ang can't remember whether he is a junior doctor or not, anyway, what can pull out pus is a good plaster, and what can save a life is a good doctor, just poured a bottle of salty salt water into it, didn't Du Lala no longer vomit blood? Listen to him, I guess it's about the same.

Now Du Ang looks at how Babaroa really looks at how pleasing to the eye, and feels that this product is completely a treasure that he picked up from the street, looking at the one who does not squeak or speak, and stammers when he speaks, but people can really come up with a way at a critical moment, and he usually works diligently, and does not cause trouble for himself at all, Du Ang has already decided, and when the business is prosperous in the future, he will give Barbaloa a salary increase, as long as he has meat to eat, he will definitely give Barbaloa a mouthful of broth.

In the next period of time, Lilia became the busiest person, undressing Durala, coming out and going in to fetch water to wash Dulala's body, and they were very busy, Duang and a few of them were waiting outside the door, chatting and waiting, Duang found that the water brought out by Lilia was weirdly pale black, and I don't know if Durala hadn't taken a bath for a long time and made it so dirty or because of the necromantic qi mixed into the water, anyway, it was disgusting.

Fortunately, the color in the water became lighter and lighter, and Barbaroa said that this proved that Durala was still saved, but at this moment, Lilia, who was wiping Durala's face in the house, suddenly lost her voice and shouted: "Young master, come quickly, young master!" ”

Duang was startled, he didn't know what was going on, could it be that Durala started vomiting blood again? He hurriedly rushed in, and Blatter and Barbaroa followed closely behind - fortunately, nothing happened, there was no new blood spit out on the ground, and Lilia was exquisite, she was afraid that Durala would be cold, so she took the quilt after wiping her body, and fortunately, Duon didn't see a stripped white sheep when they came in, and Durala didn't go away......

"What's wrong?" Du Ang has been a young earl for so many years, his temperament is quite calm, and the expression on his face is also very calm. Compared to him, Lilia was much more nervous, and she didn't know what terrible things she saw, she was so frightened that she was panting, and her face was a little pale, like a little quail that had been plucked out and had soft hair.

"Young Master, you, look at ......" After waiting for more than ten seconds, Lilia finally said a complete sentence, she pointed to Durala's face: "Young Master, look at her face!" ”

Lilia didn't say anything, Du Ang really didn't pay much attention, and now looking at the past, Du Ang was also taken aback, only to see that Du Lala's very good face was actually dripping, and half of his face was hanging down......

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