After the second pot of grapes was finished, Mu Tao, looking like a beggar with her head drooping, returned.
He sat silently to the side, looking utterly dejected, showing no concern for the wine he was so eager to buy, nor did he ask Sang Ning and the others what stage they were at.
An unprecedented silence, and an unprecedented sense of dejection.
Anyway, since she met him, Sang Ning has never seen him look so dejected.
She glanced at Mu Tao, then glanced at him a second time, and kept looking at him, until Elliott couldn't help but whisper, "He must have lost the fight with Monkey Head Mushroom. Do you want to go and comfort him?"
Sang Ning was silent for two seconds, then looked up at him. "Why don't you go yourself? Besides, do I look like someone who would comfort people?"
Unlike her, she might hurt you, but you really can't expect Sang Ning to offer comfort or anything like that.
So, after a moment's thought, Elliott decided to go himself.
"Shall I go over and take a look?"
"Go quickly."
Sang Ning waved his hand, and Elliott stopped what he was doing and moved closer to Mu Tao.
"Big Peach, what's wrong? You seem very unhappy."
How can I be happy looking like this?
Mu Tao looked up at Elliott upon hearing the sound. The moment Elliott saw his face, he froze, and the audience froze as well.
Sang Ning and the others, whose attention had been focused on Mu Tao, finally saw Mu Tao's face at this moment.
Then, Sang Ning and the others were also stunned.
The world seemed to stand still, and everyone stared blankly at Mu Tao.
Mu Tao sighed, "Isn't it ridiculous?"
He reached out to touch his face, but his face hurt so much that he dared not put his fingers on it.
Sang Ning took a deep breath, walked over, and pinched his chin, saying, "It's one thing to have a black eye from being beaten by monkey head mushroom, but why is your face swollen too?"
This doesn't look like redness and swelling from rubbing on the ground; it looks more like it was caused by being punched by a monkey head mushroom.
Mu Tao, "..."
Mu Tao, "..."
Mu Tao's lips trembled as if he wanted to cry, but he forced himself to hold it back. He told himself that a real man bleeds but doesn't cry; it was just a swollen face, nothing serious.
It's not worth crying over.
If he cries today, he'll be incredibly embarrassed for the entire universe.
This won't do, absolutely not.
So, sniffing, he muttered, "He got beaten up by Monkey Head Mushroom. That guy has no sportsmanship."
As he spoke, he squinted his lightbulb-like eyes, which were now just slits, and asked Sang Ning, "Can it be cured?"
"able!"
Sang Ning sighed and resignedly said, "Wait here, I'll go get you some ointment."
"good."
Mu Tao obediently responded, then turned to Luo Tianya like a fire-breathing dragon and said, "Are we still brothers? Don't you even know how to help me out?"
Luo Tianya, "..."
Luo Tianya was completely bewildered. He pointed at himself and said, "You're blaming me for not helping you?"
Without waiting for Mu Tao's reply, he fired off a barrage of words, "Can't you have any shame? If it weren't for me picking honey before, you would have been eliminated by bee stings."
"Goodness, I told you I'd carry the beehive, it's safer, but you wouldn't have it and insisted on carrying it yourself."
"Then you can hold onto it if you want, but the hive is taken by the monkey head mushroom. In this situation, the smart thing to do is to give up the hive, instead of foolishly chasing after it like you."
"It's a fact that you can't beat the monkey head mushroom. In the face of absolute strength, all fighting techniques are useless."
"So, it's not surprising that you ended up like this."
"Even if I went, I'm sorry, I won't do something like two against one, which is obviously bullying the bear. I only accept one-on-one fights."
At this point, he said seriously, "But are you sure I can beat Monkey Head Mushroom in a one-on-one fight? My strength is the same as yours, and it's not as great as Monkey Head Mushroom's either."
“Going there in this situation would be pointless; I would only end up like you.”
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Whether he understands or not is irrelevant; what matters is that his face really hurts.
It hurts so much it's almost gone numb.
Just as he was about to speak, Sang Ning came out with two bamboo jars.
"The medicine has arrived."
Monet comforted her, "Big Peach, just bear with it, it'll be fine after the medicine is applied."
Mu Tao hummed in agreement, gazing longingly at Sang Ning.
Sanning, "···"
That's really ugly, like a pig's head that can't see its eyes.
Even a pig's head might be more handsome than a big peach now. After all, a pig's head doesn't have bruises here and there, dark circles under its eyes, and its whole face looks like a steamed bun.
"Stop crowding around the big peach, go do what you're supposed to do."
After chasing Elliott and the others away, Sang Ning picked up the rather small bamboo jar and said, "This ointment will sting a little while you're using it. Can you bear it?"
"It just hurts a little?"
Mu Tao looked at Sang Ning with suspicion. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that there was a lot of embellishment in Sang Ning's words.
Sang Ning paused for two seconds, then decisively said, "Yes, it just hurts a little."
I felt Ningning was lying; she paused for a moment.
Whether it's a lie or not, Big Peach had no choice.
[Poor Peach. She was bullied by bees in the forest, and then she was bullied by that unruly bear, Monkey Mushroom, when she got back. Now she has to endure another round of pain to heal her face. This kid is truly pitiful and unlucky.]
Feeling utterly miserable and unlucky, Mu Tao looked at another bamboo jar. "Can't the ointment in here be used directly?"
"Can."
Sang Ning explained, "But using the ointment in this bamboo jar alone will prolong the recovery time for your face. Use the white ointment first, then the green ointment. If all goes well, you should recover by tomorrow morning."
What if something unexpected happens?
"It might be evening."
Sang Ning didn't finish her sentence, then asked him, "I'll give you the choice: do you decide whether to use one type or both together?"
Large peaches, both types together.
[Big Peach, I'll support you no matter which choice you make. Even though you look ridiculous right now, you're still the Big Peach I love.]
Don't make things worse for yourself. Use both together. As the saying goes, a short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one. It will sting a little when you apply the medicine, but the pain will subside by tomorrow. Using only one type might mean the pain will last much longer.
That makes sense.
Upon seeing the comments, Mu Tao decisively chose to use both ointments together.
Sang Ning said "oh," and instead of opening the jar to apply the ointment, she took a wad of cotton, soaked it in water, squeezed out most of the water, and gently cleaned his face with the damp cotton.
After cleaning, the white, damp cotton turned into a clump of grayish-black cotton.
"It's filthy."
Mu Tao, looking away with utter disgust, muttered a self-deprecating remark before tilting her head up to Sang Ning and saying, "Come on, Ning Ning, as long as my face gets better and reduces my pain, you can do whatever you want with this face."
"oh."
Sang Ning responded like an emotionless robot.
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