Li Zheng's son looked at the wolf that jumped over with a pale face.
"Miss Yue, are you okay?"
Zhan Qingyue didn't have time to say anything, so she hurriedly shouted to everyone: "Everyone, be on guard, the wolves are coming!"
The wolf just jumped past so fast that no one could see it clearly.
Now after listening to what Zhan Qingyue said, everyone panicked for a while, and then they all obeyed her command and gathered around in twos and threes, holding sticks and knives in their hands, always ready.
In the forest not far away, a pair of green eyes were quickly moving towards them.
"coming!"
Zhan Qingyue shouted and was the first to face the charging wolf with a hatchet.
She tempered the poison on the hatchet and chopped it firmly and hard on the wolf's head, causing blood to spatter on the spot.
After killing the wolf that attacked her, Zhan Qingyue saw the villagers nearby being besieged by several wolves and in a critical situation.
She quickly picked up a stone, found the right angle, and hit it into the eye of a wolf.
Several wolves immediately became confused. Zhan Qingyue calmly joined the villagers' fight while waving a hatchet. He raised and lowered the knife and killed three wolves in a short time.
Thanks to everyone's efforts, the wolves failed to get any relief, and they all died in their hands.
"The smell of blood here is too strong and it will attract other beasts. It is no longer safe. We have to travel overnight."
Everyone had no objection to this, and they stabbed the wolf corpse a few times, stuffed it into a bamboo basket, lit torches, and groped down the mountain.
By the time we returned to the village where everyone settled, it was already broad daylight.
"Dad, we encountered a wolf on the mountain. If it weren't for Zhan Qingyue, your son and I might not be able to come back!"
Li Zheng's son briefly explained to his family what happened last night.
Unexpectedly, when Li Zheng's wife heard this, her voice changed several tones.
"What? You killed the wolf! Did you bring back the wolf meat?"
Li Zheng's wife's eyes were straight, that's meat! It had been a long time since she had tasted meat.
Li Zheng's son frowned, thinking that he didn't explain clearly, "Father, mother, we have to go and thank Zhan Qingyue!"
"Thank you! You followed her up the mountain. If she doesn't save you, who will save the wolf?" Li Zheng's wife stretched out her finger and poked her son's forehead: "You kid is so serious. If you kill a wolf, you won't be able to save it." I don’t know how to bring some wolf meat back!”
"Master, our son followed Zhan Qingyue up the mountain and almost lost his life. We have to have a share of this wolf meat."
Li Zheng lowered his eyebrows and considered his wife's words carefully. After a moment, he said coldly: "We should have a share! Come and beg wolf meat from me."
Zhan Qingyue had a sullen face and glanced at Li Zheng and the people he brought with him with sharp eyes.
"What a big joke! Uncle Li Zheng, you are really old and have a bad memory. Let me remind you that the team has been separated. Why should I share the wolf hunted by my team with you?"
"My son went into the mountains with you, and my son was almost killed by a wolf."
Li Zheng was holding his neck and shouting, as if he was looking forward to death.
"Tsk! You still have the nerve to say that, if it weren't for our Miss Yue, your son would have gone to the west a long time ago."
"Who gave you such a face to show off your power? Lizheng, why don't you take a piss and take a look at how big your face is?"
Seeing the entire team talking to Zhan Qingyue, each one's voice getting louder and louder, the battle made one want to drown the person with spittle.
Li Zheng's face turned dark and red, red and dark again.
"Zhan Qingyue, you...you...hum!"
Li Zheng was so angry that he couldn't speak. He tossed his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked away in despair.
The crowd cheered.
Han Yiyun carefully cleaned the wounds on Zhan Qingyue's arms. There were two long cuts, and the flesh was turned out where the cuts were deep.
Although the wound stopped bleeding, Zhan Qingyue's unchanged clothes were stained red.
"Sister Yueyue, it's all my fault. If my leg injury gets better soon, you won't have to suffer this."
With a trembling voice, he carefully filled the wound with the powder little by little, blowing on it from time to time, his eyes were as tender as water.
Zhan Qingyue couldn't stand the look in his eyes, so she quickly looked away.
"Brother Han, it took a hundred days for your muscles and bones to break. You are recovering well from the injury, but you can't let the root cause of the disease fall. You still have to take the No. 1 exam."
I heard that during the palace examination, the emperor also looked at people's physical appearance and other things.
If Han Yiyun didn't take care of his legs because of her, wouldn't this ruin his future?
"My injury is nothing. If you apply some medicine later, there won't be any scars. Brother Han, don't be upset about this."
Han Yiyun thought it was because she was in pain, so he deliberately turned his head away and moved his hands even softer: "Then if there is anything I can do, you must say it out. You can't hide it and do it all by yourself." .”
Zhan Qingyue smiled helplessly and could only reluctantly agree to his request. Otherwise, she didn't know what he would do to himself.
"By the way, how are the villagers doing? Have the number of sick people increased?"
When Han Yiyun heard this, his eyes dimmed a lot.
"Last night, several people who were seriously ill...died."
He spoke with difficulty, his voice choked with sobs. Human life is so fragile. He can get hot and thin, and then die after a few coughs.
"Another death?"
Zhan Qingyue couldn't believe her ears, but looking at Han Yiyun's serious look, there was no point in hiding this matter from her.
"If you delay for a while longer, there will be more risks. I'll make the medicine right now!"
She stood up in a hurry and was about to dig through the bamboo basket to prepare the medicine, but was stopped by Han Yiyun.
"no!"
Han Yiyun refused unceremoniously, even his voice was a bit louder than before: "Your injury is not healed yet, just take care of it with peace of mind. I will make the medicine. I know all the medicine you usually use, and you are by your side." Just watch it!”
The movements of the two people were seen by people around them.
Song Cuihua suppressed her laughter and poked Zhan Dayou.
Zhan Dayou said with a straight face: "What a good cabbage, it's just like that!"
After the medicine was boiled, Han Yiyun slowly followed Zhan Qingyue with the medicine bucket to the disease team that had been abandoned by Li Zheng.
As early as when they were abandoned by Li Zheng, Zhan Qingyue had gathered the sick people together for easy care.
Nowadays, they all live in the ancestral hall of this dilapidated village.
Before entering the ancestral hall, I heard coughs inside and a strange smell filled the air.
"Miss Yue, you are here."
Li Zheng's son stood at the door of the ancestral hall and greeted the two of them politely.
"Why are you here too?"
Zhan Qingyue was a little surprised. The Li Zheng family always only cared about their own people, how could they be willing to let their precious son come to a place like this.
Li Zheng's son couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. My wife is also in there. She has a fever. No matter how much I beg, my parents don't agree to let her stay..."
