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It wasn't until I actually saw the wolf that I understood why Lian'er was so outraged.
It was a young wolf, nestled in the arms of its mother under the shade of a tree, mourning intermittently, one hind leg was crooked, severed in half, and could even be vaguely seen in the bloody wound. stubble.
In fact, the 4-character rockfall trap is just a very simple mechanism. The power can be large or small, and the key depends on the weight above the bait. While big animals can catch small prey in one fell swoop, who would have accidentally hunted a wolf cub.
In fact, even if the wolf cub was hit by mistake, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be so badly injured. I think it was because the female wolf rushed to rescue her and made some actions blindly, which caused a second injury to her cub. There is the current situation.
?If I think so, I can't really explain anything. Could it be that I am ashamed to shift the responsibility to the beast.
When the wolves saw a stranger stepping into the territory, there was already a commotion. It was Lian'er who took my hand and made a gesture of defying all opinions. I led to the mother and son of wild wolves.
Now that I was checking the pup's injuries, she was squatting aside to comfort the restless she-wolf, and looked at me from time to time. Although there was an expression of distrust on her face, there was still anger in her eyes, but more , but it is the color of eager anticipation.
I'm used to being stared at by her bulging cheeks, and now I'm somewhat uncomfortable under such hopeful eyes. I coughed lightly before I raised my head to meet that gaze: "It hurts really badly" Without saying a word After that, I saw that side's eyes darkened, nose wrinkled, and body tense, and he quickly reached out and made a stop gesture: "Stop it first! After listening to it, it is indeed seriously injured, but it still needs to be treated. Time, and it may not be completely cured, but if it goes well, it will be no problem to run and jump in the future."
Speaking clearly in one breath, I thought that those few words that could not be completely cured would definitely make her dissatisfied, but I saw a frank smiling face.
"That's great." These words were not addressed to me. She stared at the wolf cub, stretched out her hand to stroke it, and her eyes were full of pure joy: "You can live, you don't need to die."
I have never seen such a gentle look on her face. I was taken aback for a while, and when I came back to my senses, I vaguely felt that this sentence seemed wrong, so I explained: "Even if it is not cured, this injury may not necessarily kill it. of."
"Yes." Without raising her head, she kept stroking the wolf cub: "If you live like this, I will take its life."
In the next half an hour, I found a nearby bamboo tube of suitable thickness and split one into two, finely ground it to make a splint, then asked her to hold down the wolf cub, and I gritted my teeth, pulled and pushed, and pulled the plywood. The broken and dislocated bones were returned to their original positions, and finally fixed and bandaged. The whole process was simple to say, but I was sweating all over when I actually did it. But she looked normal and knocked on the wolf cub when she was struggling uncooperatively. It hits twice as punishment.
The cub was tortured by us. Although the wound was treated properly, it became weaker and weaker. It huddled in the arms of the female wolf, and even lost the strength to whine. She stood by and didn't blink. I didn't want to rush , just sitting in a corner not far away to rest.
She looked at the wolf, and I looked at her, always trying to connect what she said before with the scene in front of me.
I have always looked at her like this, observed her, or brought her back with my own hands, and Master is not a considerate person in life, so I always have a special sense of responsibility for her .
I thought I was careful enough to understand her, but at that moment I realized that I hadn't really understood all kinds of things about this child, just like I didn't expect her to say kill me, just like I didn't expect her to tell that wolf cub Said to kill - if it can be interpreted as not deep enough for me, then for this wolf cub, she will have red eyes because of it, she will be full of hope for it, and she will gently smile at it, but she is saying to take it. When it was alive, it was still so calm and decisive.
Originally, I interpreted it as wolf nature in nature, but now I feel that this may not be wolf nature anymore, but really hernature.
The wolf nature can be eliminated, but the nature
Unknowingly, he had fallen into deep contemplation, and at this moment, he was awakened by a series of shouts.
"Hey, hey, you! Why are you in a daze, come here!" Over there, the little man was lying next to the little wolf, still stroking it with his hands, but staring at me, his face showing a lot of anxiety : "Come and see, it's so strange."
I rushed over in a few steps and took the wolf cub half-carried in her hand, only to see that its head was tilted, its ears drooped, and it looked like it was dying with more air than air.
"What's wrong with it? Didn't you heal the wound?" She squeezedHolding her small fist, although it was a questioning tone, the previous distrust was gone. I think it was the treatment that gave her confidence in me.
But I am not actually a veterinarian, not even a doctor. I know the efficacy of some herbs because I was born in a mountain family in this life. I know first aid bandages because I used to be a backpacker. Now I am a little anxious when I am asked this question. I only checked the injury again to confirm that there was nothing wrong, and then calmed down and thought about it carefully. Within the scope of my knowledge, I came up with two possibilities.
"Maybe it just hurts too much." I honestly replied: "Another worse possibility is that the wound is infected."
I don¡¯t know if the word ¡°infection¡± is considered in this world, she doesn¡¯t understand it, she just cares about what to do, I feel helpless¡ªif it¡¯s just pain, then this cub can survive it, if it¡¯s infection I only know some of the most common plants that dispel cold and clear away heat.
But being watched like this, I really don't want to let her down.
Or, tell Master? She is an old man who walks the rivers and lakes, so she should know some knowledge about healing But, no, Lian'er and I were not injured, and it is difficult to guarantee the effect even if we freshly treat the wound at this moment. If Master knows that we are for rescue Wild wolf, the consequences are even more unimaginable
Wait, Master.
?My mind flashed, and I suddenly remembered something, I pulled the people around me and ran back and forth, she was caught off guard by me, and she staggered two steps before turning her eyes away from the wolf cub.
"What's wrong?" She asked, looking at me inexplicably, but didn't fight back violently.
"Do you still remember the books that Master brought back one after another a few days ago?" I ran all the way to explain to her: "These are the ones for us to learn how to read and write."
When dealing with us, although the master's thoughts are all on martial arts, he also feels that his disciples must not be ignorant of a big character, so every time he goes down the mountain to buy things, he always buys two books to use as teaching materials. Books in small towns are considered a rarity, and only one or two can be found occasionally. The content is varied, and the fonts are even different. It's okay to say that Lian'er has been studying very hard, and has always been quite resentful about that pile of things.
"What are you doing?" Sure enough, when I suddenly mentioned those books at this moment, she showed a look of vigilance, and her pace slowed down a lot.
I turned around and smiled at her, and replied: "I remember there is a medical book in it, and there should be prescriptions for healing."
It was nearly dusk when we returned to Huanglong Cave, and today Master was unable to retreat, which just happened to reflect our thoughts. After a while of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, the thin medical book was really successfully sorted out. I flipped through the book, and immediately handed the book back to me, then stared at me intently.
She doesn't speak, and always has expectations written in her eyes.
Under that gaze, I opened the book, read a few lines carefully, and frowned involuntarily.
It's true that the book is a medical book, but it's just a rural talk. It records all kinds of messy earth recipes, but it's actually good, because the most common types of this kind of prescription are healing and pain relief, pulling out poison and eliminating rot. Commonly used prescriptions, and even the efficacy and shape of the herbal medicines are recorded. Unfortunately, the terms used, especially those special terms, are really obscure, and the diagrams drawn are also very sloppy.
For the current plan, we have to bite the bullet and figure out what the medicinal herb looks like from the obscure description.
Holding the book in my hand, I dug word by word, and tried to translate it into sentences with my poor basic knowledge. My thoughts kept turning over and over in the ancient vernacular of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
The surrounding light gradually dimmed until the words on the book could no longer be read clearly. I put down the book, rubbed my sore eyes, and was about to light the lamp, but suddenly found a lamp at the end of the aisle. In his hand, he walked over cautiously.
I thought it was because I was too tired from reading, and then I rubbed my eyes, but this scene was still there.
It's really strange. In the past, when it was dark, I would light the lamp, and Master would light the lamp, but I never saw this child lighting the lamp. First, she was always afraid of fire. Second, her eyesight was really good, and she could see things in the dark. Without lights.
But in front of her, she clearly brought a lamp over and put it on the table. When she noticed my gaze, she curled her lips at this side: "You, hurry up, read a book!" Then she stared at the oil lamp and ignored people.
I smiled, wanted to tease her but felt that it was not the time, and was afraid that things would get lost in my mind, so I continued to study hard as she said.
It was already very late at night when I managed to sort out the words in the book into my own understanding, and then draw these understandings into pictures in my mind, and actually connect them to the plants that existed in the mountains. I raised my head and let out a sigh of relief, only to find that she was lying on the edge of the table, her long eyelashes trembling in the shadows, but she was already asleep by the lamp.
Suddenly, I felt that just this day, we seemed to understand each other better than in the past few years, and we were also closer.
Perhaps, this is the beginning of our real relationship with her.
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Suddenly, I felt that just this day, we seemed to understand each other better than in the past few years, and we were also closer.
Perhaps, this is the beginning of our real relationship with her.
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