"You, are you okay?" Zhao Jin'er looked at his blood-stained face and was so scared that her heart was beating, but she still plucked up the courage to ask.

Eunuch Chu was stunned for a moment, with no expression on his face. After a while, he frowned.

"I, what's wrong?"

The three of them were a little confused by his appearance.

"What's wrong with him? Why do you look a little stupid?" Pei Feng asked in a low voice.

Before he finished speaking, Eunuch Chu's eyes widened and knocked his head in pain, "Where is this? Who are you and who am I?"

There was also a blood hole in his head. After knocking it a few times, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a gurgle, and fell into a coma.

Zhao Jiner quickly pierced and opened the small medicine box she carried with her, blocking several large blood holes on his body again.

"He was injured too much and lost too much blood, and he might be a little confused. However, there is another possibility, that is, he was injured and his head was not clear."

Pei Feng swallowed his saliva, "Hey, I'm so stupid! What should I do now? Where can we get him like this? I'm afraid it's inappropriate to take him back to the temple."

Qin Muxiu rubbed his head, "Can you..."

"No!" Looking at Ya's hesitant look, she knew that there must be nothing good.

Qin Muxiu sighed, "Then let's send him back to the town and ask uncle and aunt Lian to help take care of him."

Zhao Jiner nodded, "I think it's OK. I just pull such a seriously injured person and have to hire a carriage. I can't walk too fast. If I don't get his wound open, I will definitely not be able to get back tomorrow morning. Why do the patients

What should I do?"

"Okay, okay, don't sing a double act here, I'll give it! Can't I give it back?" Pei Feng said irritably.

Zhao Jiner shrank her neck and smiled naughtyly.

Qin Muxiu couldn't help but smile and said, "There are not only three saints in the sky, but also Erlang Shen. The family is soft-hearted."

"I will stop talking nonsense. Let's go with whom you love!"

Qin Muxiu and Zhao Jiner both hurriedly shut up.

Pei Feng went to hire a car, while Zhao Jiner and Qin Muxiu stayed there and carefully bandaged the wound of Eunuch Chu.

When he was carrying him into the car, Zhao Jiner took out some golden sore medicine from the medicine box, "Take it to Aunt Lian and ask her to change it once a day, and change it for seven consecutive days, and it can be removed."

I quietly returned to the temple, and it was already the fourth day of the day, and I was so tired that I almost parted.

Not long after entering the room, I heard a burst of rushing shouts, "Miss Zhao, Mr. Qin, are you asleep?"

It was Mr. Hao’s voice.

Master Hao would not come to call people in the middle of the night for no reason, something must have happened.

Zhao Jiner immediately sat up and said, "No, Master Hao is in."

When the incident happened suddenly, Master Hao didn't care about any etiquette, pushed open the door and rushed in, "A group of patients came again!"

"ah?"

Zhao Jiner immediately put on her coat and burqa, and put on her facial scarf, ready for the treatment.

“Where did it come from?”

"New patients have appeared in several towns below! Fortunately, the adults have issued a notice long ago that as long as there are suspected symptoms, they have to be sent to centralized isolation and treatment. I think it will not spread too many people."

The three of them rushed to the largest Buddhist temple. They finally saw the simple bed on the ground and slept with twenty or thirty people.

Zhao Jiner's scalp was tight.

Start working immediately.

It was contagious, and these patients were wearing facial towels as required.

When Zhao Jiner lifted the first patient's face towel, she was stunned.
Chapter completed!