Tang Zhan is still very confident in Lan Guoer's medical skills.
At this time, the smell of blood in the cave became stronger and stronger, and he obediently took the children and the Third Master out of the cave.
When the male tiger reached the cave entrance, he was reluctant to go any further and paced back and forth at the entrance.
There was not enough light in the cave, so Lan Guoer took out two night pearls from the space and placed them on the wall of the cave. The originally dim cave suddenly became bright.
This night pearl was collected by Lan Guoer from the cave of a Mohist disciple, and it was used for the first time today.
The tigress was already very weak due to excessive blood loss. Without tiger plasma as a supplement, surgery was obviously unrealistic.
Lan Guoer thought about it and finally decided to give it the scar-removing liquid.
However, the tigress was too big, almost the same size as a dozen adults combined, and the scar-removing fluid she consumed was a bit painful for her.
However, since she happened to encounter this incident, it can be regarded as her fate with the tiger family.
Lan Guoer took out the scar-removing liquid from the space and fed it to the tigress.
Looking at the empty glass bottles, Lan Guoer couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, she had the space and the herbs inside grew rapidly, otherwise she really wouldn't be willing to waste them like this.
The scar-removing liquid worked quickly. Seeing the tigress gradually recovering her spirit, Lan Guoer breathed a sigh of relief.
The little tiger next to them had stood up and was circling around Lan Guoer and the tigress.
The tigress seemed to know that Lan Guoer had saved her, and she affectionately nudged her head against Lan Guoer's arm like a well-behaved big cat.
"Okay, you're fine now. Raise the little tiger well." Lan Guoer smoothed the hair on its head, stood up and put away the night pearl.
At this time, the male tiger seemed to feel some call and rushed forward.
It gently licked away the remaining blood on the mother tiger's body, and rubbed the little tiger's head. As if to make sure that they were equal, it turned its head to Lan Guoer and let out a long roar at her.
Lan Guoer did not have Tang Zhan's skills, so she naturally did not understand the tiger's language.
But seeing it walking out of the cave, looking back every few steps, as if waiting for her to catch up with every step, she roughly understood where it wanted to take her.
When we reached the cave entrance, the three little kids came over first.
"Mom, have you cured the little tiger's mother? Is she still bleeding?" Xiao Nuan shook Lan Guoer's hand, her little face full of worry.
Xiao Ling and Xiao Lie also looked at her with the same expression, nervous and expectant of her answer.
"The mother tiger is fine now, and the cubs can run. The babies can rest assured." Lan Guoer squatted down and hugged them one by one.
At this time, Gong Hu and Tang Zhan were standing together, and the man and the tiger were communicating about something unknown.
Not long after, Tang Zhan came over and asked,
"Guo'er, my uncle, Gonghu and I will be back soon. You and the children can rest in the cave for a while."
Seeing that the Third Master was already riding on the tiger's back, looking impatient, Lan Guoer waved her hand helplessly, "Go, go! You have to take good care of this old kid, don't let him fall or get hurt while playing too wildly!"
"yes!"
Tang Zhan jokingly bowed to his wife, turned around and disappeared into the woods with the male tiger.
In the cave.
The tigress had not been able to produce milk because of excessive blood loss.
The little tiger cub was nudging against the animal's body, looking a little anxious because it couldn't get any milk.
"Mom, is the little tiger hungry? Can we make him some milk powder?"
The newborn tiger cub was so cute that Xiao Nuan showed great love for it.
At this time, there was only her and the children in the cave. Lan Guoer had nothing to hide, so she took warm water and milk powder from the space, brewed them, and asked the children to feed the little tiger.
"You have to eat your food well and don't be picky, otherwise you will grow up to be a dwarf!" Xiao Nuan kept muttering while feeding the baby.
"You need to eat more to be as strong as Lie!" Xiao Lie added.
"It's a tiger, but it's the king of beasts! It's born with great strength." Xiao Ling pouted and looked at his silly brother.
Xiao Lie blinked, thinking of something, and said excitedly, "If Lie defeats the little tiger, can he become the beast king?"
Xiao Ling: “…”
He never wanted to reason with this silly brother again!
"Mom, can the little tiger cub have a name?" Xiao Ling ignored Xiao Lie's question and turned to look at Lan Guoer.
"Of course! Do you have a suitable name?"
Lan Guoer has always respected children's personalities and ideas. She touched his head and asked.
Before Xiao Ling could even open her mouth, she heard Xiao Lie shouting,
"Xiaohong! The little tiger cub is called Xiaohong! Like Xiaobai and Xiaoqing, they are all good friends of Lie."
Lan Guoer: “…”
Okay! When two meet on a narrow road, the brave prevails! In situations like this, she usually doesn't get involved, leaving it up to her two sons to discuss things on their own.
Xiao Ling looked at his brother who was full of hope, and swallowed all the "Thunder Fang", "Purple Lightning", "Proud Wind", "Black Armor" that were at the tip of his mouth!
Just let Xiaohong be Xiaohong!
It fits their style very well...
"Xiaohong, come and drink milk!"
"Xiaohong come here!"
......
With the three children calling out to him one after another, the little tiger cub gradually became familiar with his new name.
Tang Zhan and the Third Master were gone for more than two hours.
When he came back, the woven bag on his body was stuffed bulging with things.
"Guo'er, look, these are all good things!"
Uncle San looked very proud as he carefully opened the woven bag in his hand and took out items one by one.
"I dug this out myself. Look at the root and the bowl. It's at least 170 or 180 years old, if not 200! Wild ginseng of this age is hard to find! I'll give it to your grandmother later, perfect for nourishing her body."
"And this! Look, this Ganoderma lucidum was picked from that cliff! If it weren't for this male tiger leading the way, ordinary people really wouldn't be able to find that place! Look, this must be at least hundreds of years old, right?"
"And these, look! These are top-grade deer antlers! We should really praise this kid Tang Zhan. When the sika deer saw him, they all cut off their own antlers and left them for him!"
......
It’s not that the Third Master hasn’t seen these things before, but since he got them with his own hands, they have a special meaning.
Seeing the old man happy, Lan Guoer felt happy too.
If these things were in the hands of ordinary people, they would be a fortune! Their trip to the mountains was not in vain!
Tang Zhan shot two pheasants and a hare. It was already past lunch time, so he picked up some dry branches and started a fire to roast chicken and meat.
Fortunately, he was well prepared when he left home, and he had salt, chili powder and other seasonings in his pockets.
"I didn't expect you to be such a good cook!"
Uncle San couldn't help swallowing as he watched the chicken and rabbit meat on the fire rack being roasted until they were dripping with oil and making a sizzling sound.
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