Chapter 352 Are you a fool? You won't dodge when someone cuts you
Nan Ba didn't hesitate at all, he poured all the potion into his mouth in one gulp, his bitter eyes narrowed into slits.
This time, Du Wanwan did not use spiritual spring water to make the potion, but used stream water. She was afraid that if she used too much spiritual spring water, it would arouse suspicion.
He picked up the scissors and cut open all the clothes on Nanba's back, revealing a hideous wound. The donated blood had coagulated and turned dark brown.
The wound was about a foot long and stuck to the fabric of the clothes. Du Wanwan didn't dare to pull it hard for fear of causing secondary damage to the wound.
"Bear with it. The clothes stuck to the wound must be removed. It will be painful."
Nanba said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, I can bear it."
Ye Tingyu, who was holding a basin of water, came in and saw this. He was so frightened that he shuddered. Then his eyes became redder and redder and he couldn't help but shed tears.
"Those people were too harsh. Why did they have to kill people? How painful must it be?"
For some reason, Yetingyu's crying made Nanba feel a little warm in his heart.
It turns out that he is not alone in this world, he is not always facing setbacks and being bullied, and there are people who truly care about him.
Turning his head, he glanced at Ye Tingyu who was wiping tears with the back of her hand. Nan Ba endured the pain in his back and said softly, "It doesn't hurt for me. Don't cry."
"I'm crying, what's it to you?" Ye Tingyu glared at Nan Ba, "Are you a fool? Can't you dodge when someone cuts you?"
"I hid, but there were five of them and I was only one. I couldn't hide in time."
This was said in a very aggrieved way, like a child making excuses for himself after losing a fight.
Du Wanwan didn't say anything and was busy with the work at hand. Listening to the two of them chatting, she felt something was not right.
She was carefully cleaning the blood from Nanba's wound. Every time she touched his wound, he trembled in pain. It would be good to have someone to talk to him, to distract his attention so that he wouldn't feel so much pain.
"Then why don't you run away?" Ye Tingyu had a look on his face that said "Why are you so stupid?" "Why fight if you can't win? Don't you know that saving your life is more important?"
Nan Ba looked at Ye Tingyu's eyes, which were as red as a rabbit's, and explained in a rare way: "I can't run away. They keep pestering me."
"You can't even run away, you're so stupid." Ye Tingyu glared at Nan Ba unhappily, "I don't know how you practiced kung fu before. You can't even beat several people, and you don't know how to run. You deserve to be chopped."
Du Wanwan laughed when she heard this: "Yu'er! Why didn't you ask where those five people came from? Why couldn't Nan Ba escape?"
"Ah? Where did they come from?" Ye Tingyu suddenly reacted, looking embarrassed, "Nan Ba! Where did those people come from?"
"I don't know. They are very good at martial arts, not like ordinary thieves." Nan Ba said truthfully, "I have never seen them, so I don't know their background."
"Does your father know?" Ye Tingyu asked.
Nan Ba was stunned and silent for a moment. He wanted to say that it was not his father, but he refused to admit it. But when he thought about it carefully, he was lucky that he arrived in time last night, otherwise he might have died.
No matter what, it is true that he brought people to rescue me last night, and this is undeniable.
"He... I don't know if he knows."
After saying this with difficulty, Nan Ba felt that the awkward feeling in his heart was relieved a little.
Du Wanwan cleaned the wound and started to suture it. Without any anesthesia, one can imagine how painful it would be to suture the wound.
Ye Tingyu saw Nan Ba’s hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white, his teeth clenched, and cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and he knew how much pain he was in.
"Just bear with it, it will be fine in a while." Ye Tingxiao took a piece of cloth and wiped his sweat carefully. "If the pain is unbearable, just shout it out. It's not shameful."
“Ugh!” Nanba tried his best to endure, “No, it’s okay, I, I can handle it.”
Ye Tingyu rarely saw people suffer so much, and couldn't help but reddening her eyes and shedding tears: "You are not made of iron, you can bear it, you can bear it, you won't die if you scream if it hurts, why do you have to endure it?"
Originally these words were meant as an accusation or insult, but when spoken by Yetingyu, who was silently crying, not only did they lack any momentum, but instead sounded as if she was feeling sad for him.
Nan Ba looked up at her, his heart beating strangely. He suddenly felt that the rain in the night was very beautiful. Her appearance at this moment was deeply engraved in his mind.
Ever since his mother and grandfather passed away, his uncle sold himself into slavery for him, and the seven beggar grandfathers left, no one has worried about him like this since.
Being cared for and scolded like this seems to be a rare happiness.
"Don't cry, I, I really mean it, it hurts, it hurts a lot." After Nan Ba finished speaking, his masseter muscles were still obvious, and even the words he spoke were squeezed out from between his teeth.
"It's normal for it to hurt. I know it hurts, so just don't say anything and just bear with it."
Ye Tingyu kept wiping Nan Ba's sweat. Seeing his body trembling slightly, her hands began to tremble as well, and accidentally, her fingers touched his lips.
Nan Ba's squinting eyes immediately opened, and it felt as if an electric current was sent from the place that had just been touched, flowing through his body, and even the pain was relieved a little.
Yetingyu didn't react that much. He just retracted his hand and continued to wipe the sweat off his face.
After stitching up the wound, Du Wanwan wiped it with spiritual spring water, and then warned him: "Lie here for a while and then stand up. By the way, none of your clothes can be worn anymore, ask your father to buy some for you."
Nanba lay there and shook his head: "No, I'll find a way."
"Doctor Du! How's it going? Is it handled?"
He Xiangjin appeared out of nowhere and was heartbroken when he saw the wound on his son's back, but he didn't dare to say anything for fear that Nan Ba would be unhappy.
"It's sewn, why are you back?" Du Wanwan asked him, "Where is the person? Has he been sent to the Jingzhao prefect?"
He Xiangjin shook his head: "No, they are all dead."
"What do you mean?" Ye Tingyu didn't understand and looked at He Xiangjin in surprise, "Why are they all dead?"
Nanba was also curious: "Wasn't everything fine just now?"
He Xiangjin: "Halfway through the journey, they suddenly fell to the ground one by one and died. I didn't follow them, I sent my men to follow them.
That's what my subordinates reported back and asked me what to do. I don't know, Doctor Du! What do you think we should do next?"
"Even if he's dead, the body must be sent to the Jingzhao prefect." Du Wanwan glanced at He Xiangjin, "I know you love your son, just take a look at him, go get him some softer clothes, he can't wear the ones he's wearing anymore."
“Hey!”
He Xiangjin smiled like a child, very happily. His son was not angry about what Dr. Du had just said, which meant that his son's attitude towards him was improving, which was worth being happy about.
"I'll do it right away and send all the bodies to the Jingzhao prefect, and someone will send the clothes right away."
After saying this, he left, fearing that if he walked a step slower, his son would object and not let him bring the clothes.
No one knows a son better than his father. He Xiangjin actually guessed right. If he had left a few seconds later, Nan Ba would definitely not let him send him any clothes.
He didn't want anything from the He family.
(End of this chapter)
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