The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Song Yu's main purpose of going up the mountain was to collect herbs, and collecting mushrooms was just a side job.

So she walked slower than the others, and at first the others would wait for her to walk together.

But Song Yu felt bad and didn't want to waste everyone's time, so he strongly asked everyone to leave first.

She had to slowly distinguish the herbs from the weeds.

Seeing her serious expression, everyone suggested that after they got down the mountain and picked some mushrooms, they should give some to Song Yu.

Song Yu politely declined, but no one listened. After everyone made their decision, they scattered like birds and beasts, and disappeared in a moment.

The only ones left were Song Yu and Liu Hu who had gone up the mountain to hunt.

Song Yu looked at Liu Hu and said, "Brother Dahu, go and do your own thing. I'll find it slowly by myself."

Liu Hu said: "I, I didn't follow you, I also took this road."

Upon hearing this, Song Yu said nothing more and stopped paying attention to Liu Hu. He started looking for herbs on his own.

Herbs don't grow in just one place or in just one form.

Some grow close to the ground, some grow around trees, and some grow on rocks.

Song Yu picked them one by one with great patience and put them into the backpack.

Liu Hu was not far away. You could say he was following Song Yu, or you could say he was walking his own path.

The surroundings were very quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects and the sound of branches rubbing against each other while pulling apart the grass.

Although he didn't find any precious herbs, Song Yu had collected half a basket without realizing it.

She stood up straight and stretched her muscles, then suddenly froze in place, staring straight ahead.

In front of her right, Liu Hu was drawing the bow with full posture and sharp eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the arrow passed by like a meteor.

Then came the sound of grass shaking rapidly.

Song Yu looked in the direction of the noise, and Liu Hu also walked towards the direction of the sound.

After walking over, he bent down, then stood up again, raised his arm, and in his hand was a pheasant with an arrow piercing its chest.

Liu Hu held the pheasant and looked at Song Yu unconsciously, and saw that Song Yu was also looking at him.

Suddenly he showed a simple and honest smile.

Song Yu also gave a thumbs up in silent praise.

She had only heard that Liu Hu was very good at archery and could almost hit the target every time.

But I have never seen it with my own eyes, and now my eyes have been opened.

This was just a small episode. After the episode, the two of them searched for their own targets.

When the sun was at its highest point in the sky, Song Yu found a dead tree to sit on.

Take out dry food and water bottle from the backpack.

Not far away, Liu Hu was also squatting on the ground, tying grass knots on the pheasant's legs.

He shot two pheasants in the morning, which was quite impressive.

Song Yu looked around him, stood up and walked towards him.

I walked up to him and took a look at the water bag hanging around his waist. It was just a water bag.

Song Yu handed over two pancakes: "Brother Dahu, you didn't bring lunch, right? These pancakes are for you."

Liu Hu felt a little awkward for a moment. He stood up, took two steps back, waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I had already eaten when I came out."

Song Yu said, "What time is it? Aren't you hungry?"

Liu Hu said: "I'm used to it. I'm not hungry anymore."

Song Yu was a little bit unconvinced. How could he not be hungry? Such a big man, climbing mountains and hunting, only ate a little in the morning and went back in the afternoon. It was not like he had an iron stomach.

Song Yu stuffed the cake directly into his hands and said, "Eat it. Going hungry for a long time is not good for your health. When you go hunting in the mountains next time, it's better to bring some dry food."

Liu Hu took the pancake, which was still warm in his hand. He was curious about how Song Yu had kept it warm and why it hadn't cooled down yet.

Of course, he didn't know that Song Yu had a modern technology thermal bag, and he had originally ordered a cup of milk tea when he went up the mountain.

Since I had no place to throw the bag, I just put it in my backpack. I never thought that there would be a day when it would be useful.

Song Yu also didn't know that Liu Hu usually didn't bring dry food when he went up the mountain because there were many wild fruits on the mountain. He usually picked wild fruits to fill his stomach, or picked up a few pheasant eggs, made a fire on the spot and roasted them to eat, so he would never go hungry.

But today, I followed Song Yu and the route was limited, so I only shot two pheasants and didn't pick any wild fruits.

After Song Yu gave the pancake, he turned around and returned to his seat.

He ate the pancake with a mouthful of water.

Liu Hu hesitated for a moment, but still ate the pancake in his hand.

As soon as he ate it, his eyes lit up. He put the cake in front of his eyes and looked at it. It was indeed an ordinary millet cake.

But this pancake was different from any he had eaten before. It was so fragrant and delicious, much better than the pancakes his mother baked.

According to his usual eating speed, he could finish two pancakes in two bites, but today he had to chew them almost until they were dissolved before swallowing them.

At this moment, Su He, who stayed at home, was sitting cross-legged on the bed, circulating his internal energy throughout his body, moving through his meridians, and repairing the remaining damaged meridians bit by bit.

This is not an easy task. He needs to control his internal energy very precisely. If he is not careful, there is a risk of breaking his meridians.

It will be even more difficult to repair it at that time.

After he had completed a cycle, beads of sweat on his forehead slowly dripped down his temples.

Finally, he gathered his internal energy and exhaled slowly, but he felt a pain in his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood on the bedside again.

He supported himself on the bed with one hand and covered his heart with the other.

The poison in his body has not been eliminated. If he uses a little of his internal energy, the poison that was originally suppressed in one place will be affected.

When the toxins become active, they will stimulate his heart meridians.

He will inevitably vomit blood again, but without circulating his internal energy, his meridians cannot be reshaped.

Song Yu's techniques only put his meridians in order, but she couldn't repair the damaged meridians, so Su He had to rely on himself.

Song Yu's medical skills are very powerful, and it can be said that he pulled him back from the brink of death, but he is not omnipotent.

The poison and injuries in his body are extraordinary.

It’s not a big problem if Song Yu can’t be cured.

Otherwise, if the world knew that there was such a young person, it would definitely cause a fight.

And he is the only one in the world who can repair his meridians by relying on himself without any external help.

Song Yu couldn't believe what she saw. Although she kept talking about it in her mind from time to time, she never expected that one day it would actually appear in front of her.

Ganoderma lucidum, wild Ganoderma lucidum, she is so lucky.

"Doctor Song, what's wrong?" Liu Hu, who was far away, kept an eye on Song Yu from time to time. Suddenly, he found that she was standing there in a daze, and asked with some concern.

Song Yu came back to his senses, looked at Liu Hu and said, "No, nothing, I just found a rare herb."

Song Yu did not tell the truth, but just gave a perfunctory answer.

In this desolate wilderness, she was somewhat hesitant to gamble on human nature.