Mo Yi'er remembered that she hadn't crossed before, and she was the only one in a house of more than ten square meters. Even if you are sick, there is no one to take care of you.

And now, that's how Moncha feels to her—helpless, lonely and pitiful.

At that moment, Mo Yi'er decided that she must help Meng Cha. She turned to Simora and said, "I want this man, but don't worry, I won't let him be my man." ”

Si Mo pulled back to look at Mo Yi'er, in the dark night, Mo Yi'er's eyes were exceptionally clear. He loved this woman deeply, and after following her for so long, he naturally understood what she was thinking. At this time, Simola commanded unconditional support for Mo Yi'er. "Okay, let's take him back to the little cave."

When Moncha heard their conversation, his heart was warm, but he was also a little lost. His handsomeness made him not treated well by the chief, and although he had never been beaten before, he always had to look at the leader's face. Everyone has self-esteem and pride, and Moncha is no exception, so at this moment, he also decided to leave the Zhongshan tribe.

"Simella, I'll take him back first, you go to the tribe of the leader Sang to sue him, and tomorrow I'll let Li Luo teach them to renovate the shed."

"Good!" Simora was instructed to inform the chieftain, San. Mo Yi'er walked up to Meng Cha and fed him a dry herb first, although it was not as effective as the medicinal juice boiled, but if he continued to eat it like this, it would have some effect. Mo Yi'er also said to Meng Cha warmly: "Eat it first, and I will boil medicine for you when I go back in a while, and you will be well soon." ”

Meng Cha nodded with all his might, opened his mouth and let Mo Yi'er stuff a herb in.

How precious are herbs? Moncha endured intense pain and swallowed the herb. Every time I move my mouth, I feel endless pain in my abdomen. But Meng Cha didn't say a word, he was just a teenager, and being able to do this impressed Mo Yi'er.

After he swallowed the herbs, Mo Yi'er picked him up in the posture of a princess. This posture is somewhat humiliating for a man, but Meng Cha is now seriously injured, and there are blood stains on his lips, holding him like this is reducing his chances of being injured again.

Although the animal skin on the ground was shabby, it was better than nothing, Mo Yi'er wrapped the animal skin around him again, and walked back cautiously with him.

Moncha felt like he was in a dream, growing so big, for the first time someone cared for him like a treasure. Speaking of which, he was a poor teenager. His handsome appearance followed his mother, and his mother was the most beautiful girl in the entire Nakata tribe back then.

Such a woman is the object of affection of all the men of the tribe. I have to say that there is no man in the Nakata tribe who knows how to love, so there are more men who mate with Moncha's mother.

When Moncha was born, he didn't know who was his real father, so he was born without his father's love. And his mother was taken out by the men of the tribe to mate not long after giving birth to him, that is, before the confinement was born.

Since then, Moncha's mother has been in very poor health, and when Moncha was three years old, she died.

From that time on, Moncha was a child without a father. Fortunately, he lives in a group, and he still has something to eat. But the warmth of family affection has never been there.

Mo Yi'er carried him back to the cave, and his pale face was reflected under the bonfire. Mo Yi'er called Shi Han and ordered: "You change him into animal skin clothes, and I will boil the medicine." ”

Mo Yi'er didn't go to the big cave to boil medicine, but stayed in the small cave alone, but didn't go to see Meng Cha who was changing clothes.

"O gods!" Shi Han, who had just taken off his animal skin clothes for Meng Cha, couldn't help but exclaim. Mo Yi'er subconsciously turned her head to see that Meng Cha's body was full of bruises, especially on his chest, which was shocking.

The little pom-pom also woke up at this moment, looking at Moncha's body and frowning. "Hmph, this leader Sang is really vicious."

Mo Yi'er had already withdrawn her gaze, Meng Cha was not wearing clothes after all. She put the medicine into a clay pot specially boiled for medicine, set it on top of the bonfire and boiled it, then went to find another herb, smashed it with a stone and handed it to Shi Han: "Put it on the wounded place for him." ”

Now Mo Yi'er already knows some herbs, what is to stop bleeding, remove stasis, internal and external, all know some.

These are all herbs that Bungo gave her to take with her for a long time, so that she could just in case.

Shi Han took the herbs and applied them to Moncha, who remained silent despite the pain. This made Shi Han very admirable: "You can bear it very much!" I used to scream in pain when I was beaten, but I wasn't as hard as you were beaten! Shi Han remembered that he had been bullied by Ah Hao and them before, Ah Hao bullied him, but he had never beaten him like this, if Mo Yi'er hadn't rescued him, maybe Meng Cha would have died tomorrow!

What Mo Yi'er gave Meng Cha was an old animal skin garment from Simla, although it was old, it was much better than the one on Meng Cha.

And because today's leader Sang wants to give Moncha to Mo Yi'er, the animal skin clothes on Moncha are still his best! Now, the tattered animal skin garment was thrown outside the cave, mottled with dead black and red blood.

When Silka returned, Moncha had already taken medicine and was asleep, and the warm cave made him sleep very comfortably.

"How's his injury?" Simara's face was a little uneasy, and she looked at the sleepy Moncha and asked.

"It's so badly wounded that if we don't go over, he might not see the sun tomorrow."

"Alas!" Simala sighed.

"How? What did Chieftain Sang say? ”

"Humph! This guy is such an idiot, and he's shameless! "When it comes to the chieftain San, Simela is endlessly disdainful and disdainful.

"Didn't he agree? Don't want to remodel your shed anymore? ”

"No, he just said......" Silkura paused, apparently the leader Sang didn't say anything good.

"You say, I can imagine that he didn't say anything good."

"He said, I know that you have taken a fancy to Moncha, and he still doesn't admit it, saying that you are pretending."

"Hmph, this leader, San, needs to be taught a good lesson!"

"That's what I mean, I can't spare him. Let him know how powerful our Divine Domain tribe and your Mo Yi'er are. ”

"Okay, find a chance to teach him a good lesson, the most important thing now is to let Moncha recover from his injuries. I just gave him herbs, and I'll have to come back and take a good look at it! Mo Yi'er glanced at Meng Cha, his face was still very pale, but it was much better than when he brought it over just now.

"Well, when Moncha wakes up, let him go to the big cave, and I'll find someone to take good care of him." Although Simela also pitied Moncha, after all, Moncha was a man who wanted to give it to Mo Yi'er, and Simela still had to guard against it.