"God...Son of God."

Liang shouted worriedly, fearing that the Son of God would also be poisoned by the poisonous grass.

Thinking of the pain in his abdomen like a knife, Liang's face turned pale.

What disgusted him the most was not the unbearable pain, but the dung scoop that Tietou was holding. Now he couldn't help retching every time he went to the toilet.

Han Cheng used two sticks to pick up the poisonous grass like vegetables, and started to walk back.

He planned to take this grass back and show it to everyone in the tribe, so that they would not easily provoke this extremely poisonous grass in the future.

Especially those who are digging vegetables and cooking should be extra careful. If you are not careful, some of this stuff will appear in the rice pot. I guess this grass will no longer be called poisonous grass, but will be called green-killing grass.

The entire Qingque tribe was wiped out.

After confirming that everyone in the tribe remembered the appearance of the grass, Han Cheng had people dig a hole and bury the highly poisonous grass to prevent anyone from being poisoned again.

Liang's life was saved, and the entire Qingque tribe breathed a sigh of relief.

Liang was also quite excited. First, he identified a highly toxic grass that might reduce the harm to the tribe. Second, he learned a way to treat poisoned people.

Although this method tasted a bit exaggerated, he was still very happy.

Han Cheng's relief did not last long because he saw his second brother.

Compared to before, the second brother is thinner and his belly seems to be bigger.

The whole person looked even more dazed.

When people are in good health, everything is fine. But once they are not well, it becomes really difficult.

Looking at the second brother now, it is hard to connect him with the person who used a slingshot to throw stones hundreds of meters away.

It's so haggard that it makes people uncomfortable.

Are we really going to let Second Brother wait for death?

Han Cheng grabbed his hair in pain.

After catching them for a while, he stood up and squatted down at the place where he had buried the poisonous grass not long ago.

After hesitating for a while, he found a stick and dug up the soil that had just been filled.

He picked out the poisonous grass that had been damaged to the point of being deformed.

“Son of God…”

Liang, who was not far away, saw Han Cheng's actions. After coming over to see the details, he asked Han Cheng with some confusion.

Han Cheng did not answer Liang's words. He threw the poisonous grass into the pit again and covered it with soil again.

Liang, who was standing by, scratched his hair with his hand, very puzzled by the Son of God's miraculous operation.

"Come on, come out with me."

"do what……?"

"Bring back some poison grass."

…

In a glazed earthenware bowl were seven or eight pieces of cut meat.

The meat was steamed in the steamer until it was so soft that you didn't even need to chew it when you put it in your mouth. It would just break into pieces with your tongue.

It is sprinkled with some chopped green onions and salt. You don’t need to smell it deliberately, the rich aroma will go straight into your nostrils, making it look extremely tempting.

Liang, who usually loves to eat Fangzi pork, now has no desire to eat it when faced with this tempting bowl of Fangzi pork.

Not only that, he even had the urge to retreat.

Because just a short while ago, he saw with his own eyes the Son of God put some juice into the half bowl of fragrant Fangzi meat and stirred it carefully with chopsticks.

He had a deep impression of this juice; it was the juice of the poisonous grass that had nearly cost him his life not long ago!

After eating half a bowl of the tempting Fangzi meat, my mouth felt good at the time, but it was hard to say whether I could save my life later.

Even he, the modern Shennong, would not have the courage to eat such meat.

Han Cheng took the bowl and went to find his second senior brother. Also going with him were Wu, the eldest senior brother, Shang, junior brother Sha, Liang and a few other people who knew the inside story.

Among them, Liang, who was most afraid of Fangzirou, was the most nervous and excited, because the Son of God had said before that the poisoned Fangzirou was not meant to kill people, but to save people.

This made Liang very curious and expectant. He wanted to see how the Son of God could use the juice that could kill people to save people.

Wu, the eldest senior brother and a few others who knew the inside story felt similar to Liang. On the one hand, they were worried that the second senior brother would be poisoned to death, but on the other hand, they were looking forward to the Son of God performing a miracle and curing the second senior brother's illness so that he would not have to wait to die.

Han Cheng looks very calm, but in fact he is not very confident. His current actions are just a desperate attempt to find a cure.

His idea was very simple. There was more than a 50% chance that Second Senior Brother's illness was caused by parasites, and the poison of the poison grass was very strong. He wanted to use this method to see if he could kill the worms in Second Senior Brother's stomach with the medicine.

This was an extremely risky move. Firstly, it was uncertain whether there were worms in his stomach. Secondly, even if there were worms, it was unknown whether the poison grass would be useful.

The third reason was that he was worried that the poisonous grass would directly poison his second senior brother to death.

Although he had carefully inquired about the amount Liang tasted that day, and only mixed one-third of the amount Liang tasted into the meat of the recipe, it was not impossible that the second senior brother was directly poisoned to death.

Han Cheng came to his second brother with the meat in his hand and hesitated again.

Wu walked forward, took the bowl of Fangzi meat from Han Cheng, gently picked up a piece of Fangzi meat with chopsticks, and put it to the second brother's mouth.

The second brother was a little dazed and didn't seem to be fully awake.

"Eat it and you'll be fine."

Wu said.

Under the gaze of Han Cheng, who pursed his lips and clenched his fists, the second senior brother ate the entire half bowl of the pork.

After eating, I drank half a bowl of boiled water to relieve the greasiness.

Han Cheng, Wu, the eldest senior brother, Liang and others did nothing else but kept an eye on the situation of the second senior brother.

After eating, the second brother looked much more sober and looked the same as before he got sick. He even said something to the eldest brother and the others.

Wu and others were very excited when they saw this.

Han Cheng's heart tightened, and he thought to himself that this must not be a last gasp.

After being awake for a while, the second brother became dazed again.

As everyone waited, there was no response.

In the afternoon, there was finally movement. The second brother held his round belly and kept saying that his stomach hurt.

If people didn't know the inside story, seeing the noise, many would think that the second brother was about to give birth.

Over there, Tietou was already holding a dung bucket and ready to go, just waiting for the Son of God's order to quickly carry out amazing actions.

Han Cheng carefully observed the situation of his second senior brother, watching his facial expression and body reactions.

Seeing that his reaction was not as strong as Liang's previous reaction to the poisoning and that he seemed to be in better spirits, he was worried and hardened his heart, not mentioning the gastric lavage.

It was not until dusk that the second brother finally calmed down.

Han Cheng roughly estimated the time and it would be about two and a half hours.

However, his calmness did not last long, and soon there were new movements.

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