Aning glanced at Zhang Zhuxun, frowned, and raised his hand to signal his subordinates to let go of Pan Zi. Pan Zi glared at those people with a murderous look, walked over quickly and knelt down next to Wu Sansheng.
Seeing the miserable third master, Pan Zi, who had always been a tough guy, had red eyes and trembling lips, as if he was going to cry out in the next second.
"Muyu...how is Third Master doing?" Pan Zi asked, choking with sobs. Zhang Zhuxun threw the last worm into the smokeless stove. The long body of the worm was instantly burned and curled up. It crackled a few times and turned into ashes.
"The wound is partially infected. I'll give him an injection of antibiotics after I'm done with it. I'll take a look after his fever subsides." As Zhang Zhuxun spoke, his hands kept moving, picking off the wound and Wu Sansheng picking it up himself. After digging out the necrotic flesh, he put on a pair of latex gloves, cleaned and sutured Wu Sansheng's ulcerated wound, gave him an anti-inflammatory and an antibiotic shot, and then bandaged him with a breathable bandage.
He took off his gloves, put a thermometer on Wu Sansheng's armpit, and finally put three powerful system-sponsored fever-reducing patches on Wu Sansheng's forehead and neck, and covered him with a blanket.
"Let the third master fall asleep. You can stay by the side and don't let anyone wake him up." Zhang Zhuxun threw the used gloves into the stove and burned them. He disinfected his hands and said: Pan Zi said,
"The third master has stronger willpower than the average person. When he wakes up, he will be fine." Pan Zi nodded with gratitude in his eyes. Before he could say his thanks, Zhang Zhuxun threw an energy gel at him and blocked it. go back,
"Stop it, we're all brothers. Don't say any more sensational and polite words. I hear people are panicking." Pan Zi forced a smile at the corner of his mouth and silently stayed beside Wu Sansheng.
"Is everything done?" The fat man came over with several boxes of self-heating rice and distributed them to Zhang Zhuxun and others.
Since leaving the moat, the group of them had never rested. Especially the experience in the treasure room made them nervous all the time, for fear that they would not be able to react in time when encountering unexpected situations. Now that they relaxed, they realized that they were tired. pole.
Aning arranged for people to take turns on guard, so Zhang Zhuoxun and the others didn't have to worry. After eating, they gathered in a circle and leaned on their backpacks to replenish their energy.
Wu Xiaoxie glanced at the people on Aning's side, and seeing that no one noticed him, he hurriedly poked Zhang Zhuxun with his finger, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, and quickly stuffed the note into Zhang Zhuxun's hand. .
Zhang Zhuxun raised his eyelids and gave him a puzzled look. Wu Xiaoxie opened her mouth and asked him to read the content on the note, and said in an angry voice: "Look, this is the note from Menyou Ping. He asked us not to go any further, but the third uncle asked me to take the copper fish Leave it to Wu Laosi to decipher, what do you think I should do?" Zhang Zhuoxun moved the backpack behind him, sat up a little, and opened the note. It was obviously a message from two people. At the end of the first paragraph, There is a letter mark dedicated to my little brother.
Wu Sansheng's message at the bottom clearly had a certain meaning. This old fox was lying down and still kept plotting against people. He just caught Wu Xiaoxie's curiosity and knew the contents of the Snake Eyebrow Copper Fish. Wu Xiaoxie will definitely go to the Bronze Gate to find the truth.
Zhang Zhuxun was able to guess Xiao Zhenzhen's thoughts with just a moment's thought. He folded the note and handed it back to him, asking: "If you want to go, we will go. We can use the Snake Eyebrow Bronze Fish as a condition to temporarily cooperate with Aning. And your third uncle is so confident, it should be because Aning and the others have something they particularly want. Now the initiative is in our hands. They don't dare to do anything to us. We can also borrow their people to go to the mine. But this woman Aning is a bit complicated and has deep intentions, so we still have to be careful." Wu Xiaoxie nodded heavily.
"Okay." He actually wanted to know what kind of truth the third uncle came here to find. If he just withdrew like this, the third uncle himself might not know much about it. With his temperament, he would definitely come here again. As a nephew, he couldn't watch his third uncle die again. It was better to settle the matter once and for all this time.
After a few twists and turns in his mind, Wu Xiaoxie sorted things out and felt much relieved.
"Okay, stop thinking about it, take a good rest first, there may be a tough battle to fight later." Zhang Zhuxun took out a thin blanket and threw it on Wu Xiaoxie, turned his head and folded his arms and closed his eyes.
After half-asleep and squinting for a while, Zhang Zhuxun suddenly felt something strange on the left side of his chest. He suddenly felt something bad. He quickly opened his eyes and rolled up his left cuff. Sure enough, the red tattoo had spread from the shoulder down the arm to the wrist. .
Zhang Zhuxun pressed his eyebrows and put down his cuffs to cover his wrists. The sleepiness had dissipated. He simply pulled the blanket covering the three of them onto Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty. He stood up and walked to sit next to Wu Sansheng. He stretched out his hand to try I tested the temperature of his forehead and it seemed that it was not as hot as before.
"Has the fever gone?" Zhang Zhu asked Pan Zi. Hearing Zhang Zhuoxun's voice, Pan Zimu's eyes regained sparkle. He quickly took out the thermometer, looked at the firelight, and said with a smile: "It's a little smaller than when I looked at it twice before." Zhang Zhuxun nodded a little. Without saying anything else, he took out a new fever-reducing patch from the medical bag and put it on.
Looking up, Pan Zi couldn't hide the fatigue on his brows. When Wu Sansheng lay down, most of Pan Zi's energy also disappeared.
Zhang Zhuxun couldn't bear it and said, "You go and rest for a while. I'll watch over here for now." Pan Zi shook his head and said nothing.
Zhang Zhuxun was also convinced by his persistence and continued to persuade: "When we set off later, you will definitely not trust others to take Master Wu with you, but look at your current state, you have no energy, how can you take care of the sick?" No, don't let the two of you lie down together then. You won't have to cry that day." Pan Zi smiled, rubbed his face, and took a deep breath.
"You're right, then I'll trouble you." Zhang Zhuxun waved his hand and pointed to the location of his backpack.
Pan Zi nodded and patted Zhang Zhuxun on the shoulder.
"Thank you." ﹉﹉﹉ Aning's men had changed their shifts for the third time. She also woke up. She looked towards Zhang Zhuxun and the others and found that the person guarding Wu Sansheng was Zhang Zhuxun. The expression is a little strange.
Zhang Zhuoxun glanced at her, rolled his eyes secretly, and then thought about how this bitch still owed him money. When he came out of the undersea tomb, he fished Aning out of the forbidden woman's hair, and Hai. In Monkey's case, the sum of the two life-saving graces was written on the IOU, and Aning even stamped it with his thumb.
Although it is not proactive, the process is not important. It is written clearly in black and red handprints on the white paper. If you want to default on the bill, huh, there is no way.
