Mr. Yang and Chen Fu came out immediately and carried him into the brigade headquarters and placed him on the bed. Zhao Xiaobing's face turned black and his lips were closed, and he was already angry.

Yun Duo and the female soldiers around him were only crying there. They knew that Zhao Xiaobing was injured in fighting with the big snake to save them. Now he was implicated and was crying sadly.

But the wound was in the left arm, very close to the heart, and he recovered quickly. Zhao Xiaobing was still poisoned. He had no way to detoxify, and he was afraid that there was only one way to die.

Chen Fu pondered for a moment and said, "There must be rare things to protect the spirit snake, and may save the Dutou. Mr. Yang went to the place where the big snake appeared again to see if he could find the treasure to save the Dutou."

It was getting late and everyone was preparing to set up a torch. Mr. Yang took the monk, Yun Duo, Chen Fu and several joint defense team members of the brigade headquarters to go to Prince Valley.

Walking past the place where Zhao Xiaobing and the snake were fighting, Yunduo repeatedly confirmed a rock edge ten feet away. Under the guidance of the torch, Chen Fu found a large cluster of ferns like cypresses in a gap, and pulled up one and said, "It's it, or the legendary resurrection grass." Everyone walked back immediately.

When he returned to the brigade headquarters, Yishan and Li Dubao also came, all of whom looked extremely anxious. Chen Fu asked Yun Duo to wash the resurrection grass, take a few leaves and mash them on Zhao Xiaobing's wounds, and fry the rest into a bowl of water for him to take it. Yun Duo immediately did it.

After the medicine was brought, the monk pried open his mouth, and Yun Duo cried and filled him with medicine spoonful of spoonfuls. Chen Fu asked someone to put a bedding on his back to let him lie down.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and Zhao Xiaobing woke up slowly. He opened his mouth and vomited several mouthfuls of black blood, and began to regain his expression. Everyone breathed a long sigh.

Chen Fu asked Yun Duo to feed him a potion.

Zhao Xiaobing slowly felt a fever in his body.

Everyone saw his face turned red, and his eyes turned red and his breathing became rapid.

Chen Fu immediately ordered Yunduo to take cold water and wash the towel to make him cold compress.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaobing was so hot that he simply asked everyone to leave, close the door, remove his clothes, and teach him how to breathe.

Zhao Xiaobing was originally a martial arts practitioner. He understood it as soon as he heard it. With the help of Yishan, he stood firm and practiced martial arts.

After about half an hour, I gradually stabilized. The more I practiced, the better my spirits were. It seemed that my internal strength was surging, and I felt that I had endless energy in my whole body.

After midnight, Zhao Xiaobing completely returned to normal, but he was covered in bad smell. He put on his clothes and said goodbye in panic, and ran home to take a shower.

The next morning, Yishan came over and said, "My mom, I thought you were going to run back, which scared me."

"I also thought I was going to report to the King of Hell. Why did Yun Duo run there?" Zhao Xiaobing asked.

"Didn't you say you want to do it? I asked her to come back. Her mother felt sick, so she ran to the mountains to find some herbs."

"I see."

"I think you're stronger because you drank the snake blood."

"The monk also gave me the snake gallbladder and said it was detoxified, maybe." Zhao Xiaobing only felt itchy and not very uncomfortable.

"If you survive the disaster, you will have good fortune." Zhao Xiaobing was joking with Yishan. Yunduo came in with a small casserole and said that he had made mung bean soup and asked Zhao Xiaobing to drink it. Ziwen immediately went into the house with her and served it in a bowl. Yishan said with a smile: "Get a good rest." He left.

"Don't go into the mountains again in the future. There will be more people to go there." Zhao Xiaobing said.

"Yeah." Yun Duo replied while covering her mouth.

"You said sister Duoduo, her eyes were swollen for you last night, and her mouth was still swollen." Ziwen pouted her mouth on the side and said to him.

"Silly girl. Isn't it dead? Why are you crying?" Zhao Xiaobing laughed, and Yun Duo laughed. Sure enough, his lips looked really thick.

"Girl, my girl calls us, I don't know how old you are." Ziwen came again.

"I, I'm so big." Zhao Xiaobing laughed again, smiling happily.

After dinner, he practiced calligraphy at home and rested. Yunduo and Ziwen went out to work hard.

At noon, Bai Yinghao's servant brought a printing machine and two masters, and brought a letter to Zhao Xiaobing that he would have to work hard for a while before he could come to Luocheng.

This is an improved version of the printing equipment invented by Bi Sheng. Zhao Xiaobing was very happy and asked the monk to take his two masters and equipment to the township office to find Li Dubao.

In this way, the local government offices are truly in line with their ambitions.

He could issue red-headed documents to other townships like he did in his later generations. He also planned to let Chen Zhenshan be an editor and run a Luocheng tabloid to promote the new army's proposals.

In the afternoon, Zhao Xiaobing's mother, third sister and fourth brother were all here. Ziwen was busy arranging accommodation for them, and Li Dubao came over to accompany his mother out for a walk around the place.

His mother was deeply moved to see Luo Cheng's earth-shaking changes in a short period of time. Li Dubao also said that it was all his son's credit.

His mother immediately said that she was from all the villages, but Xiaobing was still a boy, but she felt happy.

The 48 families who moved into the community set up a flowing seat on the street. Li Dubao asked Zhao Xiaobing's mother to sit in the middle to take the seat. He and Li Dubao accompanied him and asked him to speak. Zhao Xiaobing refused firmly, and Li Dubao delivered a speech, wishing everyone a happy life and a peaceful life in Luocheng.

Then everyone blessed Yishan and Zhen Huan together.

The children who had already been waiting next to them grabbed the red pieces of paper and sprinkled them on them. They all drank and chatted together, and it took an afternoon to disperse.

At night, his mother told him to go to the room and talked: "My son is capable, and he has changed Luocheng."

"It's all the credit of everyone, and there's still a big change. Mom, the child wants to take out this old house and let Mr. Chen open a martial arts school to teach the villagers to practice martial arts and strengthen their health."

"My son decides on this matter myself, but I want to ask when I will get back from a wife." His mother stared at him and said.

"Oh, this, mom, I want to build another street here. It's all my family's. It's done, my mom will collect the rent."

"My mother is not interested in renting money. What about her wife? When will she marry her mother?"

"This, this, mom, the child is young, let's talk about it later."

His mother stood up and tapped him gently and said, "You are so young, Caixia told me that my brother has learned to go to Jiading to eat flower wine, and he is still young."

"Haha, haha." Zhao Xiaobing immediately ran out of her mother's room with a smile. His mother was still there.

The next day, his mother was going back, and the eldest sister had to follow him. Zhao Xiaobing knew that he could not keep the eldest sister, so he asked Ziwen to ask Shuqin to give him 600 guan to his elder sister. The eldest sister refused to accept it. He said he would give it to his future nephew, so the eldest sister accepted it.

The eldest sister asked Ziwen to take good care of him, and then she set out with her mother.

The road from Luocheng to Ping'an Township has been almost renovated. Zhao Xiaobing thought that his mother should be much more comfortable on the way back.
Chapter completed!