Chapter 3: beggar father (3)
Wu Linhan woke up smartly, and hurriedly put his arms around Wu Qun's neck: "Dad, hurry up and hide."
"Let's stay away and have a look." Wu Qun listened to the movement in the distance, his eyes flickering with excitement, but someone brought a pillow when he was drowsy. Mu Cangsheng represents someone, if you happen to meet someone from Cao Kun. Then he would never be soft-handed to get himself and his children clothes and shoes to wear first. If not, he has a chance to do the same.
Wu Qun's feet moved quickly, and Wu Linhan covered his mouth. In such a dangerous environment, a discordant voice can easily cause serious consequences.
The father and son were lying in a low pit, watching the confrontation in the distance. Wu Qun's careful observation showed that seven or eight bandits were chasing a young man dressed in a foreign style towards the mountain. There were two corpses of bandits on the edge of the cliff, and his target was the two corpses, just not far away.
"Lin Han hides well, Daddy will come back right away." Wu Qun rushed out of the house after finishing speaking. With his fastest speed, he pulled out the corpse and swept away all their belongings, and then pushed the corpse off the cliff. He returned to the short pit with extreme speed and left with Lin Han in his arms.
In the moonlit night, Wu Qun accidentally tripped over a dead branch and fell into a cave.
"Lin Han?" Wu Qun was fine, his first attention was his son.
"Daddy, I'm fine." Lin Han replied with a trembling body.
After Wu Qun checked it and found that it was all right, he groped for the clothes he got from the corpse and wrapped it around Lin Han.
"Lin Han eat some dry food first, Daddy is watching over you." Wu Qun hugged Lin Han and fed him. He didn't forget what he was going to do, the man cried and begged him to protect his son.
This night was extraordinarily uneven. He had taken his son so far, yet he still encountered bandits.
Wu Qun frowned and patted Lin Han lightly. The child was also hungry and cold, following him all the way. He finally fell asleep, and he had to rest well.
The sound of the wooden warehouse gradually disappeared, and just when Wu Qun thought they could have a good rest, a black figure fell in, groaned, and stopped moving.
Wu Qun didn't move, and squinted for a long time, only to realize that the person who fell into it was the young man who was being chased. There was blood all over his body, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
I'm afraid this place is unsafe, but where can I run now? After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Qun decided to keep his troops and save people first. Besides, the sky is already a little bright. If you go out now and run into bandits, you will be injured if you don't die.
Looking at the young master in front of him, Wu Qun gently put down Lin Han and walked over to take a look.
Younger brother is still alive, the external injury is on the shoulder, the internal injury is not clear, but looking at the big bag on the head, Wu Qun thinks that this person is afraid that he will be knocked unconscious?
When he had been thinking about whether to directly rescue the young master, he woke up leisurely. He stared at Wu Qun with a vigilant look on his face. His hands were restlessly touching the things in his arms.
"If you are injured, even if you don't die from excessive blood loss, you will be infected with bacteria and die." Wu Qun looked at the man calmly and said.
Brother Gongzi looked at Wu Qun and then at the child beside him and asked with a cold face, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
"Do you want treatment? There is wine, medicine, um, gauze here, and there is a high probability that you will survive." Wu Qun ignored his question, but looked at his wound, pampered. He wondered if he was a surgeon before?
"Heh, I can't die for a while, so why are you here?" Brother Young Master asked Wu Qun with a slanted glance.
Wu Qun frowned. In his dream, there was no sick son, he didn't know if the son was related to Cao Kun, so he decided not to tell the truth. In the dream, Cao Kun also wore this white shirt, vest, suit, and shiny leather shoes, so Wu Qun saw that the son was dressed like this, and felt that there was a high probability that they belonged to the same circle, and there would be business associations or something, and they should know them. So he is also cautious.
"Can't you see it? He fled with his son." Wu Qun replied coldly, he didn't want to treat this person.
"Is this kid your own son?" Brother Gongzi asked worriedly.
"It's not my son, are you a son?" Wu Qun replied unwillingly, his eyes still staring at the man's wound.
"Oh, then please help me bandage it." Brother Gongzi said arrogantly.
"I don't save the nameless, shouldn't you report your name?" Wu Qun stared blankly.
"Yan Hai, do you know? The entire Beihe business is owned by Xiao Ye's family." Yan Hai sat up, still squinting at Wu Qun and saying something.
Wu Qun frowned, he didn't have this son or this name in his dream, who is this person? But he didn't talk much, picked up the jug and walked behind Yan Hai.
"The shirt is off."
Yan Hai watched Wu Qun hold the wine still. Annoyed, he gritted his teeth and took off his haute couture clothes.
Wu Qun cleaned the wound very quickly. The painful Yan Hai was sweating coldly, but he didn't snort. He sprinkled on the gold sore medicine, and after bandaging it, Wu Qun frowned at his craftsmanship. He felt that the treatment was not perfect this time. , he again thought he might be a doctor.
"Put it on. Go to the doctor to buy anti-inflammatory medicine as soon as possible." Wu Qun put away his things and said with his head lowered.
"Anti-inflammatory drugs? Oh, then there must be a church hospital run by foreigners in this poor place. Even if there is a hospital, there may not be anti-inflammatory drugs. Besides, my Yan family will need as many as these rare things. You must know Beihe. Their business is owned by my family, if they want to make money from Beihe, they have to give them goods. But this thing, even my family is difficult to get." The man smiled mockingly and looked at Wu Qun and said.
Wu Qun frowned. He subconsciously felt that there were dozens of common items in a pharmacy on the street, but he didn't expect it to be so scarce here.
"Amoxicillin or penicillin will do. As long as there are raw materials, I can extract them, but it seems that your injury can't wait that long." Wu Qun stared at Yan Hai and said very seriously.
"Well? What did you say? What can you refine?" Yan Hai put away his casual expression, and suddenly rushed over and grabbed Wu Qun's shoulder and asked with great excitement.
"Calm down your shoulder muscles were cut off, although there is no scapula fracture. But you are not easy to be excited now, and of course you can't affect the wound with excessive activity." Wu Qun frowned again, Yan Hai was too rambunctious, and the bandaged wound began to ooze blood again. .
"Listen to what you said, are you still a Western doctor?" Yan Hai let go of his hand and asked without a smile.
"This is common sense. It has nothing to do with what I am." Wu glanced at Yan Hai indifferently and said.
Yan Hai lowered his eyes and let out a "haha" sound, not knowing what he was thinking.
Time passed quickly, until Wu Linhan woke up, the atmosphere got better again.
"Doctor, when do you think it's appropriate for us to leave?" Yan Hai asked with his eyes closed.
"It's already dawn, I can leave at any time." Wu Qun raised his head and glanced at Yan's still indifferent words, and quickly sorted out Lin Han's ill-fitting clothes.
"Don't, doctor, send the Buddha to the west, and save people to the end. You see, I'm really not suitable for going out, why don't you give me one and a half pieces?" Yan Hai clutched tightly. Wearing a gray robe, he smiled and looked at Wu Qun.