Shen Qiubao was seriously injured, lost too much blood, and was very weak. After saying so many words, I lost my spirits and yawned again and again.

"Hello get some sleep. Old Liu Tou helped him lie down pityingly.

"Yes. The worry was temporarily resolved, and as soon as Shen Qiubao was next to the pillow, he fell asleep.

I slept soundly. When he woke up, when he opened his eyes, he saw that Lao Liu Tou was still sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Grandpa Liu......" was warm in his heart, and he struggled to get up.

"Don't move. Lao Liu pressed the person into the quilt, "The wound medicine on your leg is almost overdone." If you pull on the wound, it hurts a lot. ”

When Shen Qiubao heard this, he lay down obediently, not daring to move again.

At this time, his stomach was very sincere "grunt" and screamed several times in succession.

"Are you hungry?" said with a smile to the old man, "The hall owner has instructed you to change the medicine before eating." I'll ask the senior brother to come and change your dressing. You are obedient, don't move. ”

Senior Brother, hearing the name makes people think that he is a very powerful martial artist! Shen Qiubao replied with great anticipation: "Hey. ”

It didn't take long for Lao Liu Tou to come back.

Shen Qiubao hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at the door. I saw that Lao Liu Tou was followed by a young man carrying a black wooden box. He had a square, bronzed face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a cyan cotton short, tall and muscular figure. Under the green cloth shirt, you can see the muscles on the arms, chest, etc., bulging slightly, and looking at it, you feel that Kong Wu is powerful.

This big brother is a senior brother? Shen Qiubao was deeply shocked by the masculinity that rushed to his face.

Seeing the little doll's stupid appearance, Lao Liu couldn't help but chuckle: "Yunwa, senior brother has changed the medicine for you." ”

The young man's face was slightly red: "Grandpa Liu, you are making fun of me again." ”

"You are the first disciple of the Pavilion Master, not the senior brother, is it the second senior brother? The old slave thought that the etiquette that should be observed must be kept. Old Liu Tou disagreed, and bowed down and made a gesture of please.

"Okay, it's all up to you. The boy awkwardly walked to the side of the bed and placed the small black wooden box beside the bed.

Shen Qiubao came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted: "I've seen Senior Brother ......." ”

No, Lao Liu Tou interrupted solemnly on the side: "Yunwa, you are not from our boxing gym, so you can't be called a senior brother." ”

Looking at the old Liu Tou, who seemed to be a different person, Shen Qiubao was a little overwhelmed.

Grandpa Liu is always like this, in front of outsiders, he especially insists on identity and etiquette. Even the master can't help him. The young man was very sympathetic to the big-eyed little guy lying on the bed, and while opening the black wooden box, he untied the siege and asked, "Listen to Grandpa Liu, your name is Shen Yun." Which cloud is it?".

"It's a cloud of white clouds. Shen Qiubao didn't dare to shout anymore.

"Same as I thought. The young man winked at him happily, "My name is Fu Lei, I joined the master's door when I was six years old, and I have just been in the school for ten years. Older than you, in the future, you will call me Brother Fu. As for me, I'll call you Little Brother Yun. ”

"Hey, Brother Fu. Shen Qiubao's favor for him skyrocketed.

On the side, Lao Liu stood with his hands down and did not say anything more.

Fu Lei said again: "Junior Brother Yun, now, I'm going to change the medicine for you." Your wound is deep and may be a little painful. ”

"Hmm. "Shen Qiubao is actually most afraid of pain. Hearing this, he couldn't help but clench a pair of fists nervously.

"Senior brother, the Liu family's martial arts are not allowed to be peeped at, and the old slave avoids it first. Lao Liu lowered his eyelids and said. Liu Jiawu has two ways: medicine and boxing. Although he is a servant of the Liu family, he has not entered the door wall of the Liu family's fist, and any contact with the Liu family's martial arts will be regarded as stealing the teacher. Therefore, he should consciously avoid it.

It's just a change of medicine...... Fu Lei's head was full of black lines, and he nodded helplessly: "Oh." "It's the first time he's dealing with such a deep wound, and he really can't handle it alone, and I really want Lao Liu Tou to stay and help.

Old Liu Tou turned around and left the firewood room.

Since the slaughter of Niutouao Village, Shen Qiubao has been wandering and has seen people who are all kinds of people, and they are no longer the little mountain children who were at the beginning. He really understood what Lao Liu Tou meant, and said in his heart: Should I close my eyes?

After thinking about it, he closed his eyes decisively.

Seeing this, Fu Lei could still bear it? Immediately holding a small pair of scissors and shrugging his shoulders with a smile: "Little Brother Yun, just looking at the change of dressing, you can't be considered stealing a teacher." After a pause, he stifled a smile and added, "If you're afraid, it's a good idea to close your eyes and not look." ”

Who is afraid? Shen Qiubao's heart was aroused, and his eyes immediately widened: "I'm not afraid. ”

"That's good. I'll help you sit up first. Fu Lei shrugged, "The bamboo knife stabbed your left thigh in half. It's the first time I've dealt with such a serious injury, can you help me with it?"

"I, I won't. "Could it be that Senior Brother is a raw hand?" Shen Qiubao was frightened.

"It's fine, just help me hand down the scissors, gauze and medicine bottles. Fu Lei smiled, "You just do what I say." As he spoke, he pointed to the small black wooden box.

Shen Qiubao followed his fingers and looked over. Lined up in a small flat box, there are five pot-bellied porcelain bottles. Each one was the same size, slightly smaller than his fist. The difference is that their stoppers are wrapped in coarse cloth of different colors. From left to right, there are five colors: black, white, red, yellow, and blue. Next to it were neatly stored three rolls of white gauze and several thin knives with red handles.

Not daring to look directly at the sharpened tip of the knife, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and replied uneasily: "Hey." ”

Fu Lei helped him up and lifted the quilt first, revealing only his entire left leg.

Shen Qiubao looked over. The situation seemed worse than last night, and the gauze was already deeply and lightly stained. The middle part is even more wet black.

"The bleeding hasn't completely stopped. Fu Lei looked at it carefully, "I hope the wound hasn't suppurated." As he spoke, he cut the gauze from the side with a big cut.

Shen Qiubao couldn't help but shudder. He quickly bit his lip and swallowed the pain that rushed to his mouth back into his stomach.

"Open the medicine bottle with the blue stopper. Fu Lei peeled off the gauze and secretly praised in his heart: It's so strong!

Shen Qiubao endured the pain, took out the medicine bottle from the small black wooden box and opened the lid. But he no longer dared to raise his eyes to look at the wound.

Fu Lei's technique was very fast, and the gauze had been completely opened at this time. The hideous wound was revealed. When the gauze is peeled, the wound is inevitably pulled. In the blood hole, which was two circles larger than the copper coin, blood bubbles bubbled out.

Unfortunately, the wound was a bit abscessed. It must be that Grandpa Liu smeared horse manure on the bamboo knife in order to enhance the lethality of the wild boar pit. Fu Lei gasped, raised his eyes and glanced at the nervous little guy sympathetically, took the medicine bottle, and sprinkled most of the bottle of pain relief without hesitation.

Shen Qiubao only felt that the wound was first cool, and then, the numb feeling was like ripples on the water, rippling layer by layer.

Hey, it's amazing, the wound doesn't hurt at all!

Could it be the immortal medicine mentioned in the play? Shen Qiubao was extremely curious.

"Give me a knife. Fu Lei commanded again.

Shen Qiubao immediately handed over a small knife, and boldly glanced at the wound - except for a bloody hole that made people tremble, what kind of medicinal powder was there?

"I'm going to remove your pus. You'd better not look. Fu Lei took the knife and kindly prompted.

Shen Qiubao obediently withdrew his gaze.

At this point, the numbness is even worse. The entire left leg has lost sensation. So, next, he didn't know what Fu Lei was doing at all.

After a while, the latter issued one command after another: "Red capped medicine bottle!"

"White-capped medicine bottle!"

"Gauze!"

......

Shen Qiubao hurriedly cooperated, and for a while, he forgot that the object of the dressing change was himself.

The five bottles of medicine in the small black wooden box were used for one round, and more than half of the gauze was used, and finally, Fu Lei wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and took a long breath: "It's changed." Because the wound was swollen, he carefully cleaned the wound from the inside out, and it was no less troublesome than yesterday's master's treatment of a new wound. After all the process, he was sweating profusely. Fortunately, the ancestral secret painkiller powder of their boxing gym is very strong, otherwise, the little guy will definitely faint in pain.

"You're recovering well, and if you change the medicine three more times, you should be able to walk a few steps slowly on the ground. He quickly gathered up a dozen balls of blood-stained waste gauze and threw them into the old bamboo basket next to the bed, "In the future, I will come over every morning to change your dressing." ”

"Thank you, Brother Fu. Shen Qiubao was so impressed that he had seen the third uncle treat people's injuries. Although he is a layman, he can also feel that Brother Fu's medical skills are far beyond the comparison of the third uncle. However, how old is the third uncle, and how old is Brother Fu? When Brother Fu reaches the age of the third uncle, I don't know how powerful it will be!

It can be seen that the owner of the hall must be a powerful person with real skills.

Shen Qiubao said in his heart with great longing: If I can stay and learn art, it would be great!