Chapter 17 Mo Yanqiu

The figure made a successful attack with one strike. Without speaking to Zhou Qingshan or hesitating, he immediately rushed into the black fog, wanting to take the opportunity to kill the injured human-faced bear on the spot.

Bang! !
She stabbed fiercely in the direction where the human-faced bear was flying backwards, and the gun pierced into a big tree in the black fog.

The shot missed.

"So fast?!"

Mo Yanqiu steadily pulled out the spear that was stuck in the tree, stayed where he was, pricked up his ears, listened carefully to the sound, and looked around vigilantly to prevent the attack of the human-faced bear.

A few dozen steps away, the fire flickered, and several farmers were lying on the snow groaning in pain.

Mo Yanqiu looked down at the traces in the snow, which extended all the way into the depths of the black fog.

Crunch!

At this moment, a clear sound suddenly came from the dark fog, as if something was stepping on a dead tree branch.

Then there was a sudden silence.

"From the sound, it's only about ten steps away."

Mo Yanqiu quickly judged the distance in his mind, his eyes focused, and he was about to rush into the black fog, ready to give the human-faced bear a fierce blow.

"Yan Qiu, don't pursue further!!"

At this time, Zhou Qingshan waved the torch and shouted a reminder to Mo Yanqiu in the black fog.

"That beast can speak human language! It can imitate voices! Be careful not to be fooled!!"

Mo Yanqiu suddenly stopped, looked at the pitch-black fog, and slowly retreated towards the fire.

In the dark black fog, the human-faced bear hid in a big tree a few steps away. Its deep eyes stared at Mo Yanqiu's slowly retreating figure through the dense leaves. It hesitated for a moment and did not jump down to attack.

It suddenly raised its head and looked at the light and fire in the distance... There was greed and desire flashing in its eyes!
"Those who are still breathing and able to move, bring your men and slowly move towards me!" Zhou Qingshan raised the torch and shouted loudly to the surroundings.

The three guards were knocked away, and immediately surrounded Zhou Qingshan as soon as they got up.

Soon, more than ten farmers gathered around Zhou Qingshan. Except for two who were unlucky enough to be pierced by tree branches and died directly, the rest were helped back by their companions.

Da da da.

Soon, a tall woman holding a spear emerged from the black fog.

Mo Yanqiu walked up to Zhou Qingshan and said directly:
"Young Master... Erhu was seriously injured!"

"direction!"

Zhou Qingshan listened to the familiar voice and suppressed his excitement. Now was not the time to chat, so he spoke immediately.

Mo Yanqiu turned his head to identify the direction they came from, and then led everyone to continue moving forward into the black fog. After about a few hundred steps, when they passed through another layer of black fog, they finally saw two figures in the snow ahead.

Zhou Hu was leaning against a big tree, his face pale, holding a blood-stained long knife in his hand, obviously he had just been through a fierce battle.

Seeing the fire and Zhou Qingshan and the others, Zhou Hu showed a relaxed smile on his face.

Next to Zhou Hu there was a figure holding a knife and wearing a bamboo hat. His general appearance could not be seen clearly in the black fog. He was not as tall as Mo Yanqiu, but the leather armor on his chest bulged high, so he should be a woman.

Zhou Qingshan approached with a torch in hand, squatted down, and his pupils suddenly shrank. Only then could he see clearly that Zhou Hu's right leg was twisted and deformed, there was a huge wound on his chest, blood was constantly flowing out, and he could even see the white bones.

An ordinary person would have died from this injury long ago.

"Young Master..." Zhou Hu bowed with difficulty.

Zhou Qingshan immediately stood up and turned around to order: "Seventeen, pick up Erhu, let's go back to Shengfeng Territory first."

Zhou Shiqi hurried forward, paused for a moment when he saw Zhou Hu's injury, and then picked up Zhou Hu gently. Zhou Qingshan and Mo Yanqiu fell behind, while Sanzi, Xie Meng and another woman led the way.

I don’t know if it was because of the two extra blood coagulation warriors, or because the human-faced bear was too seriously injured, but along the way, the human-faced bear did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack in the black fog.

Soon, more than ten people returned to Shengfengling along the original route.

Soon, the room where Doctor Mo was was filled with people.

Zhou Shiqi carefully placed the pale Zhou Hu on the empty bed next to him.

"Mr. Mo, treat Erhu's injury first!"

Doctor Mo looked at the people who were in a mess and hurried forward to check the situation. With just one glance, he almost sentenced Zhou Hu to death!

"This injury..." He hesitated and turned to look at Zhou Qingshan.

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Just do your best, Mr. Mo." Zhou Qingshan glanced at Zhou Hu, his voice a little heavy.

The guards and farmers only suffered minor injuries, but Erhu was the most seriously injured.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he was disemboweled.
After hearing this, Dr. Mo did not hesitate and immediately started first aid.

Gently push aside Zhou Hu's clothes, revealing the shocking wound.

He gently pressed the wound with a clean cloth to slow down the blood flow. Then he took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the medical box, which was carefully brewed from a variety of herbs and had strong hemostatic and anti-inflammatory effects.

Doctor Mo carefully poured the medicinal wine on the wound. Zhou Hu's body trembled slightly due to the severe pain, but he clenched his teeth and did not make a single groan.

Then, Dr. Mo took out some special sutures and needles, which were specially treated to prevent infection, and he sewed up the wound stitch by stitch with his skillful technique.

At this point, even if Zhou Hu had taken anesthetics in advance, he would have already fainted.

Doctor Mo finished treating the most serious injuries, wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up and let out a long sigh:

"Young Master, this method is indeed very effective. As long as Erhu can survive these few days, he will most likely survive... It all depends on his own fate."

Zhou Qingshan was silent for a while, looking at the unconscious Zhou Hu with a serious expression.

He knew in his heart that Erhu's injuries would not have allowed him to survive even under the perfect medical environment of his previous life.

Why is there only simple disinfectant wine here? This kind of injury can only be cured by one's own physical condition.

There is a high probability that... I can't make it through...

At this time, Mo Yanqiu, who was standing behind Zhou Qingshan with a gun in her hand, took off her hat, and her high ponytail slid lightly over her shoulders as she moved, highlighting her extraordinary heroic figure, and she called softly to Doctor Mo.

"Father."

Doctor Mo's eyes fell on his daughter, who had a resolute face and heroic spirit. He was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little dazed, and tears unconsciously welled up in the corners of his eyes. His voice was choked with sobs:

"It's good to be back... It's good to be back..."

The martial arts hall has two sessions a year. Black Cloud City is a hundred miles away from here, and it is not easy to go back and forth. Mo Yanqiu left home to learn martial arts at the age of sixteen, and he has not seen him for three years.

The father and daughter had a brief chat, but Mo Yanqiu had a quiet personality and was not a talkative person, so she answered every question Dr. Mo asked.

At this time, another woman in a bamboo hat next to her covered her stomach and suddenly spoke with a hint of fatigue in her voice:
"Is there anything to eat?"

"some."

Zhou Qingshan nodded, glanced at the remaining snow on her hat, and knew that they were tired from the journey and had just experienced a fight, so they must not have eaten dinner. He turned and went out:

"Third son, bring two people with me to help grandma kill a cow to entertain everyone and this distinguished guest."

(End of this chapter)