C14

Bao Ye saw in Ugly Slave's memory that the slaves would return with new wounds on their bodies every day, so he refined five small bottles of injurious drug s in case of need.

When it was time for lunch, he gave one of the bottles of injurious drug to his sixth brother to express his gratitude for taking care of him. As for Nian Gao and Wang Qiao, they were directly ignored by him. Even if he were to gift them the injurious drug, they would not care too much about it.

The sixth brother took the bottle from Bao Ye and asked in surprise, "You said this is a injurious drug?"

For slaves, as long as it was an herb, it was very precious, because regardless of whether they were injured or sick, the slave owners would never call a doctor or deliver medicine to treat them. Those who were able to survive were the lucky ones, those who were unable to do so could only wait for their deaths.

Although the Fallen Forest held an inexhaustible supply of herbs, the slaves were not free, and did not have to travel a thousand kilometers to find herbs. Furthermore, there were dangers lurking in the forest, so if ordinary slaves went, they would not be able to return alive. Even high level slave's team might not have many herbs or potions.

It could be seen how precious the injurious drug was, but Bao Ye gave it to him easily.

"injurious drug?" Nian Gao sneered: "Will injurious drug be stored in our small bottle of cleaning fluid? Sixth Brother, don't be fooled by him. If you really use it when you are injured, I'm afraid that your injuries will only get worse. At that time, even if you want to regret it, you won't be able to save yourself. "

The sixth brother believed that Bao Ye gave him the injurious drug, because he smelled the medicine's scent. He carefully put the small bottle into his pocket and said, "Thank you, Lord Bao."

Bao Ye smiled, "Let's eat."

"Seeing your face, I can't even taste it. How can I still eat it?" Nian Gao carried his bowl out angrily.

Ol 'Six said, "Lord Bao, you don't care about what he says. It's just that he has a bad mouth. But what happened to your face? It looked like you were fine yesterday, but why are you not stopping today? It's okay, right? "

Bao Ye was also very curious: "I don't know what's going on either."

Ever since they came to the construction site, the black tumor on Ugly Slave's face flowed continuously. Although not many purulent blood flowed out, they could not stop themselves from flowing out.

Could he have squeezed the tumor last night?

Bao Ye couldn't help but smile when he thought about Upper God's handsome face last night.

After lunch, the people of Ministry of Health could stay in the office for lunch break and wait for dinner before sitting on the Truck s to go back.

On the way, the atmosphere in the car was very depressing. Everyone had their heads down, making no noise at all.

Bao Ye's intuition told him that something had happened.

Du Peng caught his gaze and could no longer suppress his anger and sorrow. He took a step forward and pushed him hard, almost pushing him out of the car: "It's all because of you, you beast."

Bao Ye was speechless.

He had been at the construction site all day, how did he offend Du Peng?

If it wasn't because Ugly Slave had really killed Du Peng's wife, how could he tolerate Du Peng turning over twice in front of him to be so presumptuous?

"If you didn't cripple Old Luo's foot, he wouldn't have had his stomach cut by the corner of the container because of the container that he couldn't escape from."

Ugly Slave once cursed Ugly Slave for being a son of a tortoise, and Ugly Slave found an opportunity to knock Old Luo down on purpose while Old Luo was carrying the goods. The goods weighing hundreds of pounds smashed into Old Luo's legs just like that, and the most despicable thing was that Ugly Slave did not admit that he bumped into Old Luo afterwards, and even scolded Old Luo for deserved it.

Bao Ye: "..."

He suddenly felt that he was not here to change his fate, but to take the blame for others.

"Pa ~ ~" Deacon Zhu swung his whip on the car's floor, warning Du Peng not to cause any trouble in the car.

Du Peng punched the container angrily, then retreated back to his original position.

The truck drove back to the lodging.

Several slaves that were on good terms with Old Luo immediately rushed into the shed: "Old Luo, are you alright?"

Old Luo laid on the bed weakly. It was difficult for him to even open his eyes.

Everyone's eyes turned red when they saw his appearance. It would be difficult for him to improve without the help of doctors and medicine.

Bao Ye saw from the gaps in the crowd that Wu Tie was lying on the bed, with a two inch long wound on the right side of his waist, it was not very serious, the bad thing was that he only used the black line to roughly stitch a few times, without bandaging or applying medicine, and the wound kept bleeding along with his abdomen.

The reason Old Luo was so weak was because he had lost too much blood.

"Old Luo looks very tired, let's not disturb his rest. After we get Old Luo's meal, we can boil some porridge and give it to him to drink." Du Peng stared angrily at Bao Ye who was standing opposite of him and said, "Work harder these few days everyone. Take turns to take charge of Old Luo. Don't let some trash take the opportunity to kill Bao Ye."

Everyone looked at Bao Ye in anger.

Bao Ye sneered, sat on his bed and leisurely swung his legs: "With his current situation, he won't live past half a month without a fight."

"If he dies, you will be buried with him." Du Peng put down those harsh words and left with the others.

Bao Ye sneered, took the food and gave it to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu asked hesitantly, "You won't eat it?"

Bao Ye smirked, "Are you worried that I will starve to death?"

"It's best if you die." Jiang Yu grabbed his bowl and finished it as fast as he could.

Bao Ye turned to the dying Old Luo, his heart began to shake.

In the middle of the night, Old Luo had a high fever, so everyone quickly brought cold water to cool him down.

The next morning, Old Luo's body temperature finally dropped. However, his expression became even more unsightly and he even fainted.

Bao Ye looked at Old Luo and followed the Truck to the Ministry of Health office.

Wang Qiao, who was playing with her children, smiled awkwardly when she saw Bao Ye. "About that …"

"Oh, Sister Wang, has your child recovered?" Nian Gao, who came in from behind, curiously looked at Wang Qiao's child. "Sister Wang, what did you give Xiao Jian? "How did it improve so quickly in just a single night?"

Wang Qiao glanced at Bao Ye. "This …" This was all thanks to … "Ugh …" "It's all thanks to Ugly Slave …"

"Him?" Nian Gao said in disbelief, "You're talking about Ugly Slave?"

Wang Qiao nodded.

Last night when she saw that her child was about to die, she suddenly thought of Bao Ye's words. Since she had no other way, she bit the bullet and did as Bao Ye said.

"I shouted out the child's name 49 times in the middle of the night according to his instructions. After calling out the child's name 49 times, Xiao Jian let out a wail. After crying, he shouted that he was hungry and wanted to eat."

Nian Gao was still in disbelief: "It's that simple?"

"Right." Then, she took out an apple from the cupboard and handed it to Bao Ye: "Thank you, I will apologize for my attitude towards you before. Also, my man said that if you have any problems in the future that you can't solve, you can look for him."

Bao Ye was puzzled: "Your man is …"

His name is as big as your big brother's. Fuck, what kind of dog shit luck do you have? Without your big brother to take care of you, a big brother from East District will immediately come to protect you. Nian Gao was not convinced, "Tell me, did you secretly do something to Sister Wang's child? Otherwise, how can just a few shouts be sufficient to treat a good child's illness? "

Bao Ye Bai looked at him. "If I had the ability to mess things up, would I still be here?"

Sister Wang said, "Nian Gao, I believe Ugly Slave."

Nian Gao snorted and turned his head away. He didn't say anything else.