The sharp pain gnawed at his bones, Yao Yao's legs softened, he pushed Xie Mengxia out hard, quickly threw out a few lighted bamboo tubes, lit another torch, and burned his legs.
The ants fell down one after another.
She remembered very clearly that these ants were afraid of fire.
After escaping from death, he didn't care about taking care of the clothes on his legs, got on his horse, and ran all the way.
I don’t know how long I ran, and I didn’t know the direction. I just ran like this in a confused and crazy way.
After jolting for a long time, the frightening ant could no longer be seen. Xie Mengxia breathed a long sigh of relief. He was still frightened and frightened: "It's too scary. It's too scary. I am the king of Han. If I am killed by the ant, If you chew it, it won’t make you laugh out loud.”
Han Changmu ran all this way. He was sweating all over his body, his teeth were clenched so tightly that even his cheeks were stiff.
He took a breath and said, "Let's rest here for a while and eat something before leaving."
Xie Mengxia nodded repeatedly, but did not hear Yao Yao's voice. He turned around and saw that although the horse had stopped, the man had rolled down and lay on the ground vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.
Han Changmu was shocked and rushed over to help Yao Yao up, whispering repeatedly: "Ah Yao, Ah Yao."
Yao Yao, however, had his eyes closed tightly, his whole body was covered in sweat, his breathing was short and rapid, and he had no response no matter how he screamed.
Xie Mengxia was also panicked and stared, but couldn't make out any clues. He asked in confusion: "Jiu Chao, what's wrong with A Yao?"
Han Changmu frowned tightly, checked his pulse, shook his head slightly, rolled up Yao Yao's sleeves and took a look. He lowered his head and saw at a glance that his legs were scarred and half-dried with blood. They were now swollen and showed signs of Come black and purple.
He whispered in surprise: "Your Highness, has A Yao been bitten by an ant?"
Xie Mengxia looked confused.
He was so frightened by the nests of ants that he just ran away for his life, how could he still remember these things?
Han Changmu took another careful pulse and shook his head slightly: "I didn't expect this ant to be poisonous."
Xie Mengxia immediately sat on the ground and almost shed tears: "It's poisonous. It's been poisoned for a long time. Ah Yao can't be like this. He can't be saved."
Han Changmu glared at Xie Mengxia: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Xie Mengxia rubbed the back of his head and chuckled: "I'm talking nonsense. Ah Yao Fu is so lucky, how can anything happen?" He paused: "Jiuchao, what should we do now?"
Han Changmu raised his chin: "Your Highness, go and see how much water we still have."
Xie Mengxia hurriedly walked over, carefully counted the water bag, and shook his head: "There's not much left. I was just running for my life. Save some, it's only enough for one day."
Han Changmu looked up at the sky, and a huge map slowly emerged in his mind. He identified the direction below: "Put everything on A Yao's horse and take it with you. A Yao can't ride the horse now." , I will protect her, Your Highness, please take care of your luggage. Let’s hurry up and go to Jinshaquan to spend the night.”
Xie Mengxia was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it time to detoxify now?"
Han Changmu said calmly: "It's right here. Ah Yao hasn't been poisoned to death. Let's do it first."
Not to mention it was okay, but as soon as Xie Mengxia said it, he felt very thirsty. He took a few sips of water, not daring to waste any of it.
After packing his things, Han Changmu got on his horse and held Yao Yao in his arms, tying them together just like when he escaped from the white horse garrison.
The two men whipped their horses and galloped away.
In the twilight, there was a little more moisture in the dry air. Xie Mengxia was ecstatic: "Jiuzhao, is it almost here? I feel like it's damp all around."
Han Changmu tried Yao Yao's forehead and found that her forehead was hot and had a high fever. He became anxious. In fact, when going to Gaochangguo, they would not pass by Jinsha Spring. They went to Jinsha Spring to get water and rest, but they actually took a long detour.
He turned around and shouted: "Your Highness, hurry up, A Yao is not doing well."
Xie Mengxia was shocked and rushed forward.
After walking for more than an hour, it was completely dark.
There are gradually more trees with all their leaves around, and you can see the faint light of water under the moonlight.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, finally arriving.
Xie Mengxia was busy lighting a bonfire and cooking hot soup.
Han Changmu held Yao Yao and sat by the campfire, wet the handkerchief and put it on her forehead.
Xie Mengxia stretched out her hand to test Yao Yao's cheek and exclaimed: "Oh my god, why is it so hot? Don't burn this girl to death again."
Han Changmu didn't say anything. He took a new handkerchief, dipped it in water, and slowly moistened Yao Yao's lips.
She had an alarming fever, her cheeks were red, and her lips were chapped and bleeding.
He thought for a while and said to Xie Mengxia: "Your Highness, please guard Ayao. If the veil on her forehead is no longer cold, change it to a cold one. Moisten her mouth with water from time to time. I will go find some herbs and come back." ."
"Hey, please come back quickly." Xie Mengxia shouted, then lowered his voice and murmured: "How can there be any medicinal herbs in such a ghost place?"
In fact, Han Changmu was not sure. In such a place where even Achnatherum splendens was difficult to grow, medicinal herbs would be even more difficult.
He searched around the spring like a headless fly, then rummaged through the withered Populus euphratica forest, and came back with empty hands.
"Didn't find it?" Xie Mengxia cried sadly: "I knew there was nothing good in this ghost place."
Han Changmu was also a little frustrated. After thinking about it, he took out the dagger and made a gesture on Yao Yao's leg.
Xie Mengxia immediately held down Han Changmu's leg: "You, Jiuchao, are you going to break A Yao's leg?"
Han Changmu shook his head: "Let the poisonous blood go out first."
Yao Yao's calf has become extremely swollen, and the black and purple color has spread to the top of his knee.
Han Changmu kept his hands steady and made a shallow cut on Yao Yao's leg.
He squeezed as hard as he could, but not a drop of blood came out.
He knew that his hand was not strong enough and the wound was too shallow.
He picked up the knife, made several gestures, and then put it down.
"I'll do it." Xie Mengxia couldn't stand it any longer. He took the knife over and made another deep cut at the place where he had just cut. Black and purple blood came out drop by drop. He said with a joking smile: "It's been a long time." Chao, why are you so soft-hearted all of a sudden? I have never seen you so soft-hearted."
Han Changmu didn't say anything, but concentrated on squeezing out the poisonous blood. After letting the blood drain for a while, the blood that flowed out gradually became less dark and purple than at first. If more was squeezed out, the blood would turn bright red.
It's just that the swelling in my legs doesn't go away.
Han Changmu felt very satisfied. He sprinkled some hemostatic powder on the wound and left it to dry without bandaging.
Yao Yao's forehead was still frighteningly hot, his cheeks were red, and he was talking nonsense in a daze.
"Don't hit me, don't, don't."
"Father, foster father."
Han Changmu hugged Yao Yao tightly and whispered softly: "Ah Yao, Ah Yao, wake up, wake up."
The person was in a coma with no sign of waking up.
Xie Mengxia turned around anxiously: "Jiuzhao, this won't work. Sooner or later this girl will be burned out. Didn't you bring some medicine when you came out?"
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment. He did come out with only medicine for knife wounds, but Yao Yao was different. She had too many strange and weird things on her body, and she couldn't find the right medicinal materials.
He called Xie Mengxia, took the backpack that Yao Yao was carrying, and knocked it over, sending the contents rolling all over the floor.
It really has everything.
Most of them were things the two of them had never seen before.
Xie Mengxia picked up this one, touched that one, and clicked his tongue: "Jiuzhao, what is the origin of this girl? Why does she feel like a treasure?"
Han Changmu was also shocked and shook his head: "I only know that she is a soldier in Jingzhao Mansion. I really don't know anything else."
The two of them rummaged through the pile of things, and the more they rummaged through, the more disappointed they became. Although there were many things on the ground, there was no bottle of medicine.
Han Changmu turned his head and looked at Yao Yao, remembering that when she took out medicine for knife wounds before, it seemed that she had taken it out of her sleeves.
She is like an old hen protecting her young, always hiding life-saving things close to her body.
He carefully dug into Yao Yao's sleeves, trying to control his hand so as not to touch her arm.
After digging for a long time, I felt lonely.
Xie Mengxia frowned: "No? This girl brought so many weird things, including things to repel ants, but she didn't bring life-saving medicine. It doesn't make sense."
Han Changmu said nothing, took a deep breath, and began to untie Yao Yao's belt.
Xie Mengxia was stunned, and hurriedly pressed Han Changmu's hand, and smiled maliciously: "Jiuchao, it's not good for you to be like this. Look at me, I never take advantage of others' danger."
Han Changmu snorted, rolled his eyes at Xie Mengxia, loosened Yao Yao's belt and turned it over. He saw that there were many small pockets hidden in the belt, and exquisite flat porcelain bottles were placed in the pockets.
Xie Mengxia clicked her tongue: "This is really a strange person. She doesn't feel uncomfortable even if it is tied around her waist."
Han Changmu opened them one by one and smelled them. Finally, he picked up a bottle and said to Xie Mengxia: "Go and pour some hot water."
He poured out only a little bit of white-yellow powder, stirred it in the water, helped Yao Yao up, pinched her cheeks, made her open her mouth slightly, and slowly, bit by bit, gave the medicine Drained it.
Xie Mengxia hurriedly wiped Yao Yao's mouth, looked at the ugly vial and said, "What is in that vial? Can it be used?"
"This is antelope horn powder. It is recorded in medical books that this substance can soothe the liver and extinguish wind, clear the liver and improve eyesight, disperse blood and detoxify, and is very effective in treating febrile convulsions, spots caused by warm poison, and carbuncles and sores." Han Changmu said calmly, Putting the various small bottles back into the pockets and retying the belt, everything felt natural, as if it had never been opened.
Hearing that there was a cure, Xie Mengxia relaxed. As soon as the man relaxed, he began to think about whether there was something or not.
He looked at Han Changmu's gentle movements and clicked his tongue: "Jiuchao, you are already thirty now. If you don't marry the Crown Princess, everyone in the world will say there is something wrong with you."
