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Bao Ye could see from Ugly Slave's memories that the slaves would return with new wounds on their bodies every day, so he had to refine five small bottles of injurious drug s in case of need.

When it was time for lunch, he gave one of the bottles of injurious drug to his sixth brother to express his gratitude for taking care of him. As for Nian Gao and Wang Qiao, he ignored them, and even if he were to gift them the injurious drug, they would not care about it.

Although the Fallen Forest held an inexhaustible supply of herbs, the slaves were not free, and did not have to travel a thousand kilometers to find herbs. Furthermore, there were dangers lurking in the forest, so if ordinary slaves went, they would not be able to return alive. Even if it was the high level slave's party, they might not have many herbs or potions.

Bao Ye was also baffled: "I don't know what's going on either."

Ever since he came to the construction site, the black tumor on his face started to flow incessantly with purulent blood. Although not many purulent blood had flowed out, they could not stop themselves from flowing out.

Could he have squeezed the tumor last night?

Thinking back to last night when the Upper God's quintessence disease was pressing down on his handsome face and seeing him squeeze out the black tumor, Bao Ye's lips could not help but curl upwards.

After lunch, the people of Ministry of Health could stay in the office for lunch break and wait for dinner before sitting on the Truck s to go back.

On the way, the atmosphere in the car was very depressing. Everyone had their heads down, making no noise at all.

Bao Ye's intuition told him that something had happened.

Bao Ye's head was filled with black lines.

He had been at the construction site the entire day, how did he manage to offend Du Peng?

If not for the fact that Ugly Slave had really killed Du Peng's wife, they would not have been able to tolerate Du Peng being so impudent in front of them.

"If not for you crippling Old Luo's leg, he wouldn't have had his stomach cut open by the corner of the container."

Bao Ye, "..."

He suddenly felt that he was not here to change his fate, but to take the blame for others.

"Pa — —" Deacon Zhu flung his whip on the carriage, warning Du Peng not to cause any trouble.

Du Peng was not willing to give up and slammed his fist on the container again, retreating to his original position.

The few slaves who were on good terms with Old Luo immediately rushed into the shed: "Old Luo, are you alright?"

Old Luo laid on the bed weakly, it was difficult for him to even open his eyes.

Everyone's eyes turned red when they saw his appearance. It would be difficult for him to improve without the help of doctors and medicine.

Bao Ye saw from the gap in the crowd that Old Luo was lying on the bed and that there was a two inch long wound on the right side of his waist, it was not really serious. The bad thing was that he only used a few rough stitches on the wound, without bandaging or applying medicine, and the wound continued to bleed along with his abdomen.

The reason Old Luo was so weak was because he had lost too much blood.

"Old Luo looks very tired, let's not disturb his rest. After we finish helping him eat his meal, we'll boil some porridge and give it to him to drink." Du Peng glared at Bao Ye furiously: "Everyone, work harder these few days. Take turns to be in charge of watching over Old Luo.

Everyone looked at Bao Ye furiously.

Bao Ye sneered and sat on his bed, leisurely swinging his legs. "Based on his current situation, he won't live past half a month even without the help of a human."

"If he dies, you will be buried with him." Du Peng set down these harsh words, and left with the others.

Bao Ye sneered, took the food and gave it to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu hesitated and asked: "You're not eating?"

Bao Ye smiled, "Are you worried that I would starve to death?"

"It's best if you die." Jiang Yu snatched his bowl and finished it as fast as he could.

Bao Ye turned to look at Old Luo who was on the verge of death, and started to think of Xiao Jiu.

In the middle of the night, Old Luo started a fever, so everyone quickly used cold water to cool him down.

On the morning of the second day, Old Luo's temperature had finally dropped. However, his expression became even uglier, and he even fainted.

After Bao Ye took a look at the Old Luo, he followed the Truck to his office at the construction site.

Wang Qiao, who was playing with the child, saw Bao Ye and awkwardly smiled. "That …"

"Oh, Sister Wang, has your child's body turned better?" Nian Gao, who had entered from the back, curiously looked at Wang Qiao's child: "Sister Wang, what did you give Xiao Jian? "How did it improve so quickly in just a single night?"

Wang Qiao glanced at Bao Ye: "About that … This was all thanks to … "Ugh …" And it's all thanks to Ugly Slave … "

"Him?" Nian Gao said in disbelief: "You're talking about Ugly Slave?"

Wang Qiao nodded.

Last night, when she saw that her child was about to die, she suddenly thought of what Bao Ye had said. Since she had no other way, she bit the bullet and did as Bao Ye said.

"I shouted out the child's name 49 times in the middle of the night according to his instructions. After calling out the child's name 49 times, Xiao Jian let out a wail. After crying, he shouted that he was hungry and wanted to eat."

Nian Gao still did not believe him: "It's that simple?"

"Right." Then, she took out an apple from the cupboard and passed it to Bao Ye: "Thank you. I want to apologize for my previous attitude to you, and also, my man said that if you have any problems in the future that you can't solve, you can look for him."

Bao Ye was suspicious: "Your man is …"

His name is as big as your big brother's. Fuck, what kind of dog shit luck do you have? Without your big brother to take care of you, a big brother from East District will immediately come to protect you. Nian Gao was not convinced, "Tell me, did you do something to the children of Sister Wang in secret? Otherwise, how can just a few shouts be sufficient to treat a good child's illness? "

Bao Ye rolled her eyes: "If I had the ability to do something, would I still be here?"

Sister Wang spoke out: "Nian Gao, I believe in Ugly Slave."

Nian Gao snorted, turned his head away, and no longer said a word.