Chapter 2 Tiger Head Waist Card (3)
After disposing of the three corpses, Fang Ling checked the powder in the waist bag they were carrying, and identified it as a very heavy drug, fortunately, Fang Ling carried all kinds of antidotes developed by Chen Mou with him, in case of emergency, he took out a suitable one and woke up several hunters.
Several of the hunters didn't know exactly what was going on, except that they suddenly got dizzy while hunting.
Fang Ling didn't say much, just said that he came here to pick herbs, and accidentally found a few people here, and the hunters did not suspect it, at this time the sun had just set, and everyone looked for the mountain road together to Baishui Cliff, and returned to Beishan County along the way.
When Fang Ling came to the pharmacy, Song Ying'er was looking outside the shop, where had the passers-by seen such a beautiful beauty, and some people even stopped and looked at it, asking the people around him, when did there be such a stunning woman in the county.
Seeing Fang Ling coming back from a distance, Song Ying'er suddenly looked happy, but she suddenly saw the blood stains on Fang Ling's waist, and hurriedly ran out of it, worrying: "Young Master, are you injured again?"
"Minor injuries. Fang Ling smiled lightly, this wound is indeed not big, but the sword of the garlic nose is piercing the soft underbelly, the bones and nearby meridians are all injured by the sharp qi of heaven and earth, and there is a faint sense of pain along the way, if it is not for the natural healing ability of the Sun Melting Moon Solution, the blood is not so easy to stop.
Song Ying'er knew Fang Ling very well, and knew that no matter how seriously he was injured, he still looked like this understatement, so she couldn't help but sigh faintly, and wanted to help him into the medicine shop.
Fang Ling waved his hand, and at this time, Xiao Jin, who heard the movement, had already walked out of the shop, and said with a smile: "Fang Gongzi, you are back, Miss Song originally wanted to book an inn, but our family just has a vacant house, so you don't have to spend that money, if you don't dislike it, how about living in our house?"
"Then there's work. Fang Ling thanked him and came to the backyard of the shop, which was quite wide, with several houses and a few big trees.
Xiao Jin pointed to the two rooms on the side and said: "The one on the left is where my sister slept before she got married, and the one on the right is an empty room. ”
Pushed open the room and walked in, the room was deliberately cleaned, although the furniture was simple, but it was very clean, Song Ying'er lit the candle, closed the door gently, and then said: "Your Highness, you sit down, I will help you re-bandage the wound." ”
Fang Ling sat down, in the past three years, in addition to cultivating, he often collected medicine in the Shilong Mountain Range, in order to collect elixir, he often had to take great risks, and occasionally encountered fierce beasts, so he also suffered a lot of injuries, and after each injury, Song Ying'er helped to bandage and change the medicine.
Fang Ling grew up in the cold palace with his mother since he was a child, and he has never been accustomed to having someone to serve him, but even he has to admit that Song Ying'er does have a hand in taking care of people.
She carefully untied the strip of cloth that wrapped Fang Ling's wound, brought warm water to clean the wound for him, and saw that the wound had healed, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and then took out the ointment prepared by Chen Mou, and gently applied it to the wound on Fang Ling's waist with her slender fingers, and then tied a new strip of cloth for him, and when everything was over, she put on Fang Ling's clothes and tied a belt for him.