~： 117 sand ants

An Rushuang looked up at her, her eyes were sharp like a blade, Luo Qu seemed to be invisible—well, she was indeed invisible.

But with such cold eyes, she was so keen that she could definitely feel it. Luo Qu was like nothing, and the smile on her face never diminished.

Still slowly said: "So let's start from here."

With that said, her cold fingertips fell three inches above An Rushuang's arm, and then she pulled out the largest knife in the cloth bag, cutting the sharp end

Stick on An Rushuang's arm.

An Rushuang only felt a cold stab from her fingertips, as if reaching the heart, the cold trembling slightly.

"what did you say?"

No matter how bold she is, she is just a little girl. Is this man going to use a knife on her now?

Luo Qu chuckled, and there was not enough contempt in the laughter: "Is this scared? Well, how can I study medicine?"

An Rushuang looked at his arm, gritted his teeth, and said arrogantly, "You are the first!"

A look of death.

Luo Qu was also rude, and the sharp knife tip stuck to An Rushuang's arm, and then she exerted a little force. An Rushuang felt only a pain accompanied by the cold knife tip, which was hot

The blood flowed out, and she frowned and turned her head, not looking at her arms.

Luo Qu seemed to see her like this, and closed the knife: "You have to look at it, the size of the wound, or the depth, you need to understand it yourself, so that you can

Gradually know what kind of wounds and what medicines are available. "

Although her movements are crazy, these words are really quite relevant.

An Rushuang took a deep breath and turned her head. Her arm was not as blood flowing as she had thought. This little knife made a short and long stroke on her arm.

The wound was painful at this time, but there was not much blood flowing out.

However, An Rushuang's eyes touched the wound, and the pain when Luo Luoqu was only scratched seemed to be suddenly enlarged, and the wound was hurting hot, as if someone was on it

Sprinkle with salt.

Seeing is pure, but at this moment it becomes painless.

An Rushuang teased her lips slightly, then replied, "What should I do now? Should I apply for gold?"

She is not a doctor, but she also knows that for this type of wound, Jinchuang Yao can be regarded as a healing medicine.

"Hum! Are you a young lady like you?"

Luo Qu slipped her lips and laughed at her, listening to her no more words, and then slowly said, "Go, bring me the pot in the corner."

Jar?

An Rushuang looked in the direction of her fingertips, but she didn't notice it. When she looked carefully, she realized that the whole innermost wall was uneven, and reached out to touch it.

I realized that this wall turned out to be full of black pots.

There are three or four long wooden strips on the wall. The long wooden strips are embedded in the wall, and the wall becomes a good place for storage. The round pots are placed on the long wooden strips.

Because they are all black in color, it is impossible to find these things if you take a closer look and stand here carefully.

But what exactly do these jars do?

An Rushuang was thinking, Luo Qu over there shouted: "What are you suffering there? Don't hurry up?"

This is a grumpy old lady, and she has no patience yet.

An Rushuang thought silently, reached for a jar, shook it subconsciously, and didn't feel anything in it. He couldn't hear anything.

Can't think of it, they can only put the jar in Luoqu's hands.

Luo Qu rubbed a white jade-like finger on the mouth of the jar. She peeled off the sackcloth wrapped around her, reached out, took a hand out of the jar, and quickly took it out. She

A huge ant was caught in his hand-this ant was more than eight times bigger than the one I saw on a weekday, and looked very mighty.

An Rushuang never thought she would give an ant such a title-mighty.

When Luo Qu took the ant out there, he quickly pulled An Rushuang's arm, and put the struggling ant on her **** wound.

An Rushuang's eyes widened, and he didn't ask a half sentence, but he felt an extremely strange feeling from his arm, with a little pain and a little numbness. Looking back, Luo Qu turned the ant

Sticked to the sides of her wound.

Luo Qu seemed to be able to see it. He cut off the connection between the ant's body and the skull, and the ant immediately bit her wound.

Then there was another, until An Rushuang's wound was bitten by these ants' mouth forceps, and a long finger wound on her arm seemed to be stitched by something strange.

However, if you look closely, you will know that the original ones are the heads of ants.

Luo Qu reached out and covered the jar with sackcloth again, with a satisfied smile on his face, as if he saw his masterpiece.

But when An Rushuang looked at the heads of the ants, he shivered in his heart.

This is not fear, but it is an inexplicable awe of the woman in front of whom, for more reason, it should be similar to fear.

Luo Qu tilted her head and smiled slightly, this is the only way to slowly say, "That's all right, you know, what is this?"

An Rushuang shook his head subconsciously, thinking that Luo Qu could not be seen at all, and opened his mouth dumbly: "I don't know."

Luo surface with a bit of pride: "This is an ant that I launched in the desert, I call it a sand ant. It has been raised for nearly a decade now, and there are so many things, jaws

It is slightly poisonous, but it can only paralyze a few points, and it will not kill people. When you do n’t have medicine, using it for suture is really more effective. "

She spoke quickly, with a smile on her lips.

An Rushuang looked at her, and could not help but think, maybe Luo Qu was really proud of this thing, but she should really be proud of it, although this thing is a little scary, but

It is indeed a good thing to save people.

Although it is unfair to this ant, in this world, it is always weak and strong. How can there be complete fairness?

Therefore, after Luo Qu finished speaking, she nodded and agreed: "I know."

Luo Qu raised an eyebrow, but she was a little surprised, and the woman was very brave.

At an hour, An Rushuang turned around and left with a pot of ants donated by Luo Qu. Today, they had a brief exchange, and the two made their first negotiations, but they both changed the other's appearance—

—Naturally a good change.

Out of the gate of the first medicine hall, Wang Liu's horse-drawn carriage was waiting in that alley. When he saw An Rushuang, he called out, "Girl! Here it is!"

An Rushuang was about to pass, but he heard a cold question behind him.

"You're not asking to save Bian at all?"