After the little fox was brought back by me, I quickly opened my bag. I remembered that I bought a mountaineering medical first aid kit under the promotion of the hotel aunt. I opened it and saw that the aunt really didn’t lie to me. Yunnan Baiyao Spray!

I hastily tore off a length of gauze, poured hot water on it to clean the little fox's wound, and then sprayed Yunnan Baiyao on it. After the dressing was finished, my clothes were also stained by the little fox's snow.

"Wu Xie." Zhang Haihua's voice came from behind me.

"Zhang Haihua, I'm telling you, I'm saving money for you..." Before I could say the word "virtue", I couldn't breathe.

"Wu Xie?" Zhang Haihua seemed to have noticed something wrong with me, and hurried over to hug me who was about to fall.

He seems to put me in a corner and sit, and then grabs something and puts it on my face.

"Take a deep breath, you are running too fast, you have reversed."

I hurriedly followed what he said, and when I was almost better, I suddenly started coughing.

"Ahem..." I quickly covered my mouth with my hand, trying to suppress the cough, but it seemed to be getting worse.

It hurt so much, the trachea felt like a knife had been sliced ​​through, and the lungs seemed to be covered with barbed wire, making it hard to breathe.

"You're going down the mountain soon, you're coughing up blood!" I blindfolded and vaguely saw the blood on my palm.

"It belongs to the little fox...not me..." I subconsciously argued.

Suddenly something stuck to my mouth.

Wisps of oxygen flowed into my mouth.

I responded subconsciously, the altitude here is high, the air I inhale is always cold, and the irritated trachea hurts.But now, it is warm and humid, very familiar...

Stuffy... stuffy oil bottle...

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