Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 749: The Hunter Lady is the Savior of the Powerful Official 10

The morning light streamed into the house through the newly pasted window paper. Miaomiao was sitting at the elm table, biting into a freshly steamed bun, breathing out hot air, and watching Uncle Zhou and his apprentices install the last carved window lattice into the earthen wall.

Yesterday she specially bought two pieces of coarse cotton cloth from the cloth shop in town and asked someone to help her sew a quilt.

Afterwards, he went to the blacksmith shop and asked them to help him make a new iron pot. The previous one was smashed, and the old one had to go away before the new one could come.

I went to the mountains again yesterday afternoon. In addition to the prey, I also picked up some wild vegetables to eat. Who would have thought that when I got home, I found that the house that was originally said to take five days was almost repaired in the blink of an eye.

The steamed buns were steamed by Uncle Zhou's aunt. After Miaomiao checked in with the inn in the morning, she caught up with the steamed buns just as they were coming out of the pot. The steamed buns were paired with the broth stewed in the new iron pot on the stove, which was so delicious.

After the carved window lattices were inlaid, Miaomiao hurriedly asked everyone to sit down and have something to eat, and then gave the prepared food directly to Uncle Zhou for her to distribute.

Miaomiao was grateful that her house was set up so quickly and that someone even made new tables, chairs, and beds for her. She didn't give Uncle Zhou a chance to refuse and just handed it to him.

After dinner, Uncle Zhou and his friends took their tools and left.

It was already noon when Miaomiao finished tidying up her new house. She mainly spread out the quilt, got out the dishes, and put all the things she had bought in the past few days in their proper places.

Afterwards, Miaomiao carried her hunting bow and prepared to go up the mountain, looking full of energy.

It's just that sometimes when I'm walking, I always feel like I've forgotten something I shouldn't have forgotten...

She looked down at the animal hide quiver she had just had someone make. It still had the fresh scent of wood ash, which made her feel very good.

We walked along the familiar animal trail towards the stream, and even startled a few partridges along the way.

Looking at these partridges, Miaomiao inexplicably thought of the man in black who gave her money. It was really sad that she didn't see him once in the next two days.

Were you so scared at that time that you really didn't come?

Miaomiao was still thinking, but she didn't stop walking until she reached the shallows downstream of the stream.

Then, I saw a ball of moon-white cloth in a pile of dead branches not far away. It was particularly dazzling in the sunlight and was swaying gently with the water flow.

After a moment, Miaomiao finally remembered what she had forgotten.

"Bang Bang, could that be Xiao Yunzhou, the son of destiny?"

Oh no! She'd been busy these past two days trying to adapt to the place and improve her life. The little she had left was all focused on finding the men in black to rob the rich and help the poor. She'd actually completely forgotten about the Son of Destiny...

"...The system detected that it was him, and he had been lying there for over a day."

Baobao was rarely silent, mainly because it seemed to have forgotten about the boss.

Miaomiao's improved life is so interesting, but the boss is still a guy who hasn't even grown all his hair. He can't die even if he is chased, and he doesn't seem to be in a hurry?

"Then hurry up."

Miaomiao wiped the sweat from her forehead, ran over quickly, squatted down in the shallows of the water, and brushed away the messy black hair on the man's face.

He was a handsome young man. Even with his eyes closed, his thick eyelashes, high nose bridge, and dark blue lips all spoke of his handsome appearance, as well as the characteristics of his dying...

I guess if Miaomiao had been one day later, this dimension would have been finished.

Miaomiao turned him over and found that there were several hideous wounds on his chest, which had begun to show signs of festering. This was not a good sign.

Fortunately, Miaomiao had some golden medicine with her, so she didn't have to look for wild medicine in the mountains to apply to him like the original owner did. He was lucky to survive.

"Wake up, are you still alive? Wake up."

Miaomiao patted the boy's face, which was cold to the touch.

Miaomiao was so scared that she touched his nose again, and he was still breathing.

Since she couldn't wake him up, she stopped shouting. Miaomiao simply put down the backpack on her back, took out the golden wound medicine from it and applied it to the man first, then tore a piece of cloth from his white clothes and bandaged his wound.

After doing all this, Miaomiao hid the things near the shallows and walked back carrying the unconscious boy on her own hand.

When Miaomiao helped him home, she found that the son of luck had turned blue in the face and was almost frightened to death.

She quickly laid the unconscious Son of Fortune flat on the elm bed covered with a new quilt, and then quickly soaked a coarse cloth towel with well water and carefully wiped away the mud and blood on his face and body to prevent infection of the wounds.

Then, Miaomiao quickly opened the small cabinet in the room, found the medicine for bruises and injuries that she bought from the town, poured it into her palm and rubbed it to warm it up.

"Hold on for me."

This is still a child. Miaomiao inexplicably felt that this dimension was a bit fucked up. Such a beautiful child had to suffer so much just to temper his mind and make him a ruthless and powerful official.

When she couldn't see anyone, Miaomiao could still make some sarcastic remarks, but when she saw such a poor child, Miaomiao really couldn't say that this was God's arrangement, that this was inevitable, and that the other party should experience it.

There is no such thing as should or should not, why?

Miaomiao carefully opened the wound that had been simply bandaged before, applied the medicine to the hideous sword wounds and abrasions on the other person's body, and then carefully bandaged it with clean cloth strips.

No one knew if his arms or legs were broken, but he didn't wake up, and Miaomiao didn't dare call a doctor.

When the provincial doctor comes, he must also bring a few men in black...

Forget it. In this situation, the men in black will probably come more frequently and may bring danger to the villagers.

Besides, she has a burden next to her. The more she thinks about it, the more she has to keep a low profile. This child is the chicken that lays eggs in her hands.

After Miaomiao had treated these external injuries, she went to her kitchen to cook thick rice porridge.

She was quite strong, so she let Xiao Yunzhou lean on her arms, and used a wooden spoon she made to pry open Xiao Yunzhou's teeth little by little, and slowly fed him warm rice porridge. She would stop and observe after each mouthful, for fear that he would choke.

At night, Miaomiao even moved a bamboo stool to stand by the bed, and every half an hour she would reach out to touch his forehead to see if he had a fever.

Fortunately, the improvement of the living environment in the early stage was still very useful. Miaomiao even picked mugwort in the back mountain when she was hunting before and lit it in the house. It could not only drive away mosquitoes, but also cover up the smell of blood on the other party with the smell of mugwort.

Miaomiao lay on the bed in a daze, but she didn't see the unconscious person on the bed move his fingers slightly, and then moved again...