Xue Eleven nodded, then got into the carriage, and seeing Xiaoxiao in a state of unconsciousness, his brows furrowed tightly, he asked, "Where was she bitten by the snake?"
"Just a bit above the back of the ankle." Yang Ming said, pulling Xiaoxiao’s foot aside to show Xue Eleven, "Right here."
Xue Eleven examined the wound, the venomous snake’s fang marks were clearly visible, surrounding areas were sowhat swollen, but the toxin hadn’t spread severely. He was quite surprised and asked, "Did you treat it?"
"Yes, after she was bitten, I sucked the blood out. Heard it from others, not sure if it really helps." Yang Ming replied.
Xue Eleven nodded, "Yes, you did the right thing, it’s one way of dealing with it."
"How’s my wife doing? Is there still hope?" Yang Ming asked anxiously.
"Don’t worry yet, I will check her pulse first to see her condition." Xue Eleven replied.
Hearing that Xue Eleven was going to check his wife’s pulse, Yang Ming quickly passed his wife’s wrist over, and Xue Eleven placed his hand on Xiaoxiao’s pulse.
The pulse was distinctly palpable and not weak, Xue Eleven withdrew his hand and said, "Brother, you don’t need to worry anymore. The poison hasn’t gone deep, thanks to your tily treatnt. A few doses of herbal decoction will make her well."
"Really?" Hearing this, Yang Ming was extrely excited.
Xue Eleven handed the herbs to Yang Ming, "Yes, she is indeed fine. This type of venomous snake is common here, and the dicine is prepared, so rest assured."
Before arriving, Xue Eleven specifically looked at the venomous snake killed by Yang Ming at the dicine King Valley entrance, and it was exactly as he thought, one of the common venomous snakes in their area.
"Little brother, thank you so much." Yang Ming accepted the herbs, extrely agitated. He quickly jumped out of the car, eager to brew the dicine for his wife.
But as soon as he jumped out of the car, his body wavered for a mont, almost losing his balance.
Xue Eleven on the carriage saw this and hurriedly shouted, "Brother."
Xue Eleven already had a suspicion in his mind that it was because he sucked out the blood, now coupled with exertion, he reached out to check Yang Ming’s pulse, and it was just as he thought, he had also absorbed a small amount of toxin.
He took the herbs from Yang Ming’s hands, thinking, forget it, might as well see it through to the end, and said, "Brother, go rest in the car, I’ll handle it."
Yang Ming was unwilling, feeling he had already troubled the young brother enough, he refused, "No, thank you, I’ll do it myself. You ca to help privately, if found out, you’ll surely be punished. You should quickly return."
Xue Eleven didn’t let go, but said with a smile, "Since it’s co to this, punishnt is unavoidable. You all should just get better quickly."
Hearing Xue Eleven say this, Yang Ming reluctantly got back into the carriage. At this mont, he indeed felt sowhat unwell. The young brother’s favor, he could only repay in the future. It seed the people from dicine King Valley were only bound by rules, not inherently bad.
Xue Eleven took out their small pot, set a fire, and helped brew the dicine, thinking that he would probably receive punishnt upon return, but he didn’t regret it. This family had it really tough, he had never seen such persistent people; typically, they would go to Beijing to find other doctors.
Finally, the dicine was ready, each held a bowl, and Xue Eleven handed a bowl of dicine to Yang Ming, saying, "The dicine’s ready, both of you drink it quickly."
Yang Ming received the dicine, his heart filled with gratitude, "Little brother, thank you."
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