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Song Yu thought for a while, and said conservatively: "I'm not sure, I'll make a judgment after seeing their illnesses."

Before she was injured, she had the confidence and certainty to find out the cause of their illness, but now, her spiritual power is only a little bit, and if she uses it a little, it will be exhausted.

"Okay, I'll let them come over tomorrow morning." Hearing what she said, the patriarch was a little disappointed, but still hopeful.

She said that it was possible if she wasn't sure, but Uncle Ah Qi said that it couldn't be cured.

"Okay." Song Yu nodded in agreement.

The patriarch said again: "This house originally belonged to my second son's family. Unfortunately, his family of four all passed away due to this illness at the beginning of the year. If you mind that this is the house where someone died recently, I will rebuild it for you. Arrangements, but other families also have patients, or people who died because of this disease."

When he said this, his voice was full of sadness and weakness.

Song Yudao: "We don't mind, it's fine here."

If the patriarch didn't say anything, she would have thought that there were people living here all the time, it was kept very clean, and the fruits and vegetables in the yard were well taken care of.

"If you don't mind, you can live here to recuperate." The patriarch smiled at them and said, "Then we won't bother you, and you have a good rest."

The patriarch left with the people in the village.

In the small yard, the silence was restored, only the sound of wind, insects, and crackling fire could be heard.

The small kitchen is a warm orange color against the fire in the stove.

Fu Hanyu added firewood to it again and again.

Song Yu sat beside him and gnawed on the bright red tomatoes, feeding him a mouthful from time to time.

The atmosphere is warm and peaceful.

Until the pot was steaming hot, the water boiled.

Fu Hanyu put a thin quilt on her, picked her princess up, put her on the bench in the next room, and said softly, "Wait here, I'll go out to fetch water."

Song Yu smiled and looked at him with crooked eyebrows, nodded, and obediently sat on the bench and waited.

Fortunately, she and Fu Hanyu escaped from the deadly ruins smoothly.

Unfortunately, her injury has worsened. Her right leg has not healed yet, and her left leg has suffered a comminuted fracture. If she does not take care of her for half a year, she will never be able to stand up again.

Fortunately, this is no longer the hidden door, and they don't have to face the pursuit of those armors anymore, so they can take good care of themselves.

Fu Hanyu quickly came in with buckets of hot water and poured them into the bathtub.

Song Yu held his chin and looked at him.

Fu Hanyu poured the last bucket of water into it, tested the temperature, turned around and walked to her side, squatted down, looked at her beautiful eyes that turned into crescent moons when she smiled, and asked, "Does it look good?"

Song Yu nodded with a smile, leaned over and kissed him: "It's pretty!"

"Take a bath first, and I'll treat the wound for you after the bath, so you can see enough." Fu Hanyu also kissed her, took off her clothes naturally, hugged her, and put her into the tub inside.

Song Yu closed his eyes enjoying himself, and said softly, "Wash your hair first, it will be glued into a bird's nest."

"Okay." Fu Hanyu couldn't help but scoop up the water lovingly, and began to wash her hair gently.

The living environment here is too primitive, there is no shampoo, and I use the saponin powder I asked for from Mrs. Ali, and a pot of rice washing water sent by my neighbor's aunt.

Song Yu shrugged his nose, and his comfortable voice became softer, with a nasal sound as if he was about to fall asleep: "The saponin root, Polygonum multiflorum, and jasmine powder are added, it smells really good, but the effect of washing your hair like this is not good, it's too primitive Yes, after two days, I will teach them how to make natural Chinese medicine shampoo."

Fu Hanyu responded with a smile, and massaged her scalp lightly and moderately.

Song Yu was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep, and murmured: "Fu Hanyu, come in and take a bath together, the water is getting cold."

Fu Hanyu's eyes were slightly condensed, and his sexy Adam's apple was rolling up and down. Under his hand was her soft skin and the light fragrance from her body, challenging his reason everywhere.

But seeing the dense, criss-crossing wounds on her skin, and the flames in her eyes, gradually dissipating, and turned into a deep heartache, she sighed and kissed her ear lightly: "Wait until you get better."

Song Yu was half asleep and half awake. She might not know what she said, so she responded vaguely: "En."

The lazy voice of a kitten scratched his heart, itching, and his Adam's apple rolled again. He picked up a towel next to her and wiped her long hair first.

After her hair was almost wiped, he carried her out, wrapped her in a thin quilt, carried her quickly into the bedroom next to her, and put her on the bed.

Song Yu was already asleep, but when he was about to leave, he still reached out and clasped his wrist, muttering: "Fu Hanyu."

Fu Hanyu couldn't help laughing. He gently stroked her face with his big hand, and coaxed her warmly: "I'll take a shower next door, and I'll be back soon."

Song Yu's eyes opened a crack, rubbed against his palms, and realized that they were not in the ruins anymore, they had already come out and were safe, so he reluctantly let go and urged him: "Then Hurry up."

"Okay." Fu Hanyu responded gently.

When he came back after taking a quick shower, he thought she had fallen asleep, but she was wide awake, sitting cross-legged on the bed, playing with the black stone.

The stone is now pitch-black, like an ordinary, black stone.

Song Yu heard his footsteps, looked up, and said curiously: "Fu Hanyu, we don't know how long we have been drifting, I remember I held it in my arms when I was unconscious, is it there? Spirituality, can you run into the storage bag by yourself?"

After she woke up, she thought it was lost, but when she went to check the storage bag, it suddenly appeared again.

What made her even more happy was that no water had entered the storage bag, and everything in it hadn't been touched by water, including the precious medicinal materials she had taken out.

Fu Hanyu walked over, picked up the wound medicine from the side, and clasped her shoulder: "Apply the medicine first, and then study what it is and what it does."

Song Yu thought about it for a while, and said: "When I first saw it, the stone cave where it was located exuded colorful and radiant light, why is it pitch-black now?"

Fu Hanyu smiled: "Anyway, it's already in our hands, so we can study it slowly."

Two people.

A stone in the hands of serious study.

One is gently applying the medicine.

at this time.

In the yard, a black shadow suddenly flashed away, followed by a shrill scream, like the wailing of an evil ghost in the middle of the night, miserable and miserable.