A-Ning glanced at Zhang Qixun, frowned, and raised his hand to signal his subordinates to let go of Panzi. Pan Zi glared at those people murderously, and walked over quickly to sit beside Wu Sanxing.

Looking at such a miserable third master, Pan Zi, who has always been a tough guy, had red eyes at the moment, and his lips trembled, as if he was about to cry out in the next second.

"Wooden Fish...... How is the third master? Pan Zi asked in a choked voice. Zhang Qixun threw the last insect into the smokeless stove, and the long insect body was instantly burned and curled up, crackling a few times, and turned into ashes.

"There is some local infection in the wound, I will give him another injection of antibiotics after treatment, and I will take a look when his fever has subsided." Zhang Qixun said, his hands kept moving, took off the wound Wu Sanxing picked up the necrotic meat pendant by himself, changed a pair of latex gloves to clean and suture the festering wound of Wu Sanxing, gave him an injection to reduce inflammation and an anti-life, and then bandaged him with a breathable bandage.

He took off his gloves, put a thermometer under his armpit, and finally put three system-sponsored strong antipyretic patches on Wu Sanxing's forehead and neck, and covered them with blankets.

"Let the third master fall asleep, you can guard the side, don't let people wake him up." Zhang Qixun threw the used gloves into the stove and burned them, and while disinfecting his hands, he said to Panzi,

"The third master's willpower is stronger than that of ordinary people, and when he wakes up by himself, he will basically be fine." Pan Zi nodded, his eyes were grateful, and before he could say the words of thanks, he was blocked by an energy glue thrown by Zhang Qixun.

"Stop, it's all my own brothers, don't say any more sensational kind words, I'm listening to the panic." Pan Zi pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly, silently nesting beside Wu Sanxing.

"All done?" The fat man came over with a few boxes of self-heating rice and distributed them to Zhang Qixun.

Since they broke from the moat, their group has never rested, especially the treasure room, which made them nervous all the time, for fear that they would not be able to react in time to meet unexpected situations.

A-Ning arranged for people to take turns to be on guard, so Zhang Qixun didn't have to worry about them, and after eating, they gathered in a circle and relied on their backpacks to replenish their strength.

Wu Xiaoxie quietly glanced at the people on Ah Ning's side, and seeing that no one noticed him, he hurriedly poked Zhang Qixun, who was closing his eyes and recuperating with his fingers, and quickly stuffed the note into Zhang Qixun's palm.

Zhang Qixun raised his eyelids and handed him a puzzled look. Wu Xiaoxie Nunu mouthed, let him read the content of the note, and said in a breathy voice: "Look, this is the note from the stuffy oil bottle, he told us not to continue walking, but the third uncle asked me to hand over the copper fish to Wu Laosi to decipher, what do you say I should do?" Zhang Qixun moved the backpack behind him, sat up a little, and opened the note, which was obviously a message from two people, and at the end of the first paragraph, there was a letter mark belonging to the little brother.

The message of Wu Sanxing in the bottom line obviously has a sense of inevitable, this old fox has been lying down and has not forgotten to calculate people, he just pinched Wu Xiaoxie's curiosity, and knew the content of the snake eyebrow copper fish, Wu Xiaoxie will definitely go to the bronze gate in order to find the truth.

Zhang Qixun could guess the little naïve mind after a little thought, folded the note and returned it to him, and asked: "If you want to go, we will go, we can use the snake eyebrow copper fish as a condition to cooperate with A-Ning temporarily, and your third uncle is so fearless, there should be what A-Ning and they especially want in their hands, now the initiative is in our hands, they dare not do anything to us, we can also borrow their people to go to the thunder, but A-Ning, this woman is a little complicated, scheming is very deep, we still have to be careful." Wu Xiaoxie nodded heavily,

"Okay." He himself actually wants to know what kind of truth the third uncle wants to find when he comes here, if he withdraws like this, the third uncle himself is probably half-understood, with his temperament, he will definitely come here again, as a nephew, he can't watch the third uncle die again, it is better to settle the matter once and for all this time.

After a few turns in his mind, Wu Xiaoxie had a clear idea, and his heart suddenly felt a lot easier.

"Okay, don't think about it, take a good rest first, there may be a tough battle to fight later." Zhang Qixun took out a thin blanket and threw it on Wu Xiaoxie, turned his head and hugged his arms and closed his eyes.

Half-asleep and squinting for a while, Zhang Qixun suddenly felt a slight abnormality on his left chest, and suddenly felt bad, quickly opened his eyes, pulled up his left cuff, and sure enough, the red tattoo had spread from the shoulder along the arm to the wrist.

Zhang Qixun pressed his eyebrows, put down his cuffs to cover his wrists, the sleepiness had dissipated, and he simply pulled the blanket covering the three people on Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man, got up and walked to Wu Sanxing and sat down, stretched out his hand to test the temperature of his forehead, it seemed that it was not as hot as before.

"Has the fever subsided?" Zhang Qi asked Pan Zi. Hearing Zhang Qixun's voice, Pan Zimu's stunned eyes regained their brightness, and he hurriedly took out the thermometer to look at the firelight, and said with a smile: "It's a little bit back from the previous two times." Zhang Qixun nodded, didn't say anything more, and took out a new fever reduction patch from the medical bag and replaced it.

Raising his eyes, he saw that Pan Zi could not hide his tiredness between his eyebrows, Wu Sanxing was lying down, and most of Pan Zi's spiritual qi followed.

Zhang Qixun was a little unbearable, and said, "You go and rest for a while, I'll watch here for the time being." Pan Zi shook his head and did not speak.

Zhang Qixun was also very convinced of his persistence, and continued to persuade: "When we set off later, you will definitely not worry about others taking Wu Sanye, but you look at your current state, you are not energetic, how can you take care of the sick number, but don't lie down together when the two of you are there, you really don't have to cry urgently." Pan Zi smiled, rubbed his face, and let out a long breath,

"You're right, then you're in trouble." Zhang Qixun waved his hand and pointed to the location of his backpack.

Pan Zi nodded and patted Zhang Qixun's shoulder,

"Thank you." ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ A Ning's subordinates had already changed shifts for the third time, and she herself woke up, looked over at Zhang Qixun's side, and found that it was Zhang Qixun who was guarding next to Wu Sanxing, with a somewhat strange expression.

Zhang Qixun glanced at her, rolled his eyes secretly, and then remembered that this girl still owed him money, when he first came out of the submarine tomb, he fished out A-Ning from the hair of the forbidden woman, and the sea monkey that time, the life-saving money added up to the two times was written on the IOU, and A-Ning also stamped his handprint with his thumb.

Although it is not active, but the process is not important, the white paper, black and red handprints are clearly written, I want to repay the debt, hum, no way.