Chapter 47

Outside, someone shouted, "Kai has rescued Aji!" ”

The people outside suddenly let out excited cheers and got up to greet them.

"Aji! My baby...... You're back! Aji's mother's cry suddenly turned into a howl, and she ran over to see her daughter.

"Oh my God, why did you shed so much blood!"

"Mother......" Ah Ji cried weakly, his voice was very aggrieved.

Ye Qingxin heard it clearly in the wooden house, and couldn't help frowning, Ah Ji was injured?

She casually picked up a few plants from the plants that could reduce inflammation and relieve pain, and handed them to Ah Xidao, "If Ah Ji has wounds on her body, smash them and help her put them on the wound." ”

Ah Xi nodded hurriedly and went out to pick up Ah Ji with the plant.

"Oh my God...... Heart, come out and take a look. ”

As soon as he walked out of the wooden house, Ah Xi let out an exclamation, and hurriedly went back to the wooden house to find Ye Qingxin.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingxin frowned, "Is she badly injured?" ”

Ah Xi's slightly baby fat face turned white, and a pair of lips trembled with fright, "She, she ......"

"Forget it, I'll see for myself." Ye Qingxin lost the things in his hand, got up and walked out of the wooden house.

Holding Ah Ji with a bloody face in his arms, he just walked to the front of the wooden house.

Ye Qingxin couldn't help frowning, stepped forward and lifted Ah Ji's hair that was stuck to his face with blood, and his heart was also shocked.

She had a wound of about ten centimeters on her forehead, from the right side of her forehead to the arch of her eyebrows, almost hurting her eyes.

At the huge wound, the white skin turned up to reveal blood-red muscles, and blood flowed out continuously, which was very terrifying.

Ah Ji was shocked and painful, hiding in Qi's arms and knowing to cry.

"How...... Do it like this? Ye Qingxin asked with a little difficulty.

In this case, the wound must be cleaned immediately, then sutured, and then given anti-inflammatory drugs and given anti-inflammatory drugs.

But what kind of place is it now, the ancient savage tribe, let alone stitch up the wound, and there is not even a medicine to clean the wound!

"Get out of the way!" At this time, Qi's grandmother walked over and looked at Ah Ji with distressed eyes, "She has been bleeding, and she has to cover her wounds to survive." ”

As she spoke, she turned her head and ordered, "Kai, put her on the ground...... You two come over here and help me hold her hands and feet. ”

The two females immediately stepped forward and held down Ah Ji's hands and feet, and Qi's mother went to the fire to grab a handful of grass and wood ashes and came back, looked at Ah Ji with a solemn face, and said in a trembling voice, "Ah Ji, Ah Mu wants to cover your wounds, it will hurt very much, you have to be patient." ”

When Aji saw the handful of black ashes in his mother's hand, he was so frightened that he immediately shouted, "Don't! Mother, please don't cover my wounds, I don't want to be ugly...... Open...... Help me, who can save me......"

Grass ash has always been used in the tribe to treat wounds, even if the effect is ordinary, the wound healed by plant ash will become a hideous scar, very ugly.

If Aji's wound was on her body, she might be able to cover it with animal skin, but her wound of such a size was actually on her face, and if it was healed with plant ash, it would be very ugly.

Aji, who has always thought that she is the best-looking female in all, how can she accept that she will become an ugly monster with a big scar on her face in the future?

She looked at the ashes in her mother's hand in horror, and struggled and shouted like crazy, "I don't want to ...... Help......"