After crossing over: kidnapping a female hunter to be the stepfather of the three cubs

Zhao Huanxi didn't bother to dig wild onions anymore. He stood up and looked around to see if there was anything unusual. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the movements around him.

He slowly moved his body to the nearest tree, thinking that if something went wrong, he would immediately climb up the tree.

Unfortunately, after observing for a while, no animals came out, so Zhao Huanxi continued to dig the wild vegetables he had not finished digging.

At this time, Zhao Huanxi faintly smelled a bloody smell and thought she was having her period, but she didn't feel anything. So she followed the smell and walked in the direction of that smell.

Zhao Huanxi was also a little scared. What if there were wolves hunting? What if there were two groups of men in black fighting here like in TV dramas? Would he be killed if he walked right into the trap?

So he squatted down and moved slowly and stealthily towards the place where the strong smell of blood came from.

Zhao Huanxi stopped a few meters away from that place, listened and found that there was no sound. He stood up and saw a man lying quietly under a big pine tree, with a deer-like corpse lying next to him.

The man was bleeding a lot, mostly with wounds on his thighs, and it looked like he had just been in a fight.

After checking the spot, he found that the man was not moving, and there were no men in black around as Zhao Huanxi had imagined, so he walked towards the man with the backpack.

After approaching, he checked the man's breath and found that he was just unconscious, not dead, so he checked his injuries.

The man's injuries were quite serious. If he wasn't treated, he might die from excessive blood loss.

Fortunately, it looks like just some superficial injuries and can be cured as long as the bleeding is stopped.

Zhao Huanxi found some hemostatic herbs nearby. In fact, those herbs can be found everywhere, such as small tumbleweed and mugwort. They are all inconspicuous weeds on the roadside, but they can save lives at critical moments.

Zhao Huanxi took the herbs and crushed them with a stone, then cleaned the wound on the man's body with the water in the bag. He then cut off the man's clothes and ripped them into strips, applied the herbs on the wound, and used the strips as a simple bandage to bandage the wound.

After finishing all this, Zhao Huanxi felt a little hungry, so he took out the sweet cake, ate a few bites, and drank a few sips of water.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the side: "Who are you? Did you save me?"

Zhao Huanxi had just noticed that the man had woken up at some point, so he asked, "Which village are you from? What bit you like that? You're just lucky to have run into me, otherwise you'd be dead."

The man looked at the kettle in Zhao Huanxi's hand and swallowed. Zhao Huanxi said to him, "You can't drink water now. It will increase your blood flow. Even a Daluo Immortal won't be able to save you."

Then he gave him a piece of his sweet cake and said to him, "Eat some of this first. It's okay to eat this, it will replenish your energy."

The man didn't take it for a long time, and said weakly: "I'm... sorry... my hands are weak, can you... feed it to me?"

Zhao Huanxi then broke the sweet cake in her hand into small pieces and fed it into the man's mouth bit by bit.

In ancient times, men and women were not allowed to touch each other, but in this deep mountain forest, and the man looked like he was about to die, there was no need to be so particular.

After finishing his meal, the man's expression improved, and he told Zhao Huanxi about his origins: "I'm from Dashi Village, my last name is Xu, and just now... it was a wolf."

When Zhao Huanxi heard that the man's surname was Xu, he asked him if his name was Xu Qingzhao. The man nodded.

Now they were on the same page, and it was estimated that Xu Qingzhao had gone into the mountains to hunt and had killed a deer nearby, and had only saved his life after a desperate fight. So he said to Xu Qingzhao: "Your life should be fine now. After you rest for a while, I will find a way to take you down the mountain."

“Thank you… Thank you…”

After saying that, she fell asleep. Zhao Huanxi sighed. How could he get her home with such a big man? But he couldn't bear to leave her here. If she stayed here, what if some wild beast came out at night? Xu Qingzhao would be a buffet for those animals.

Well, this guy was just lucky. He happened to go into the mountains to hunt in the wild today. If he hadn't come and no one had met him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhao Huanxi walked around for a while but couldn't find any Chinese herbal medicine that could relieve the pain. He could only pray that Xu Qingzhao was strong enough to endure the pain and let Zhao Huanxi take him home.

Everything was ready. Zhao Huanxi carried the backpack on his chest and Xu Qingzhao carried it on his back, and they crawled back home little by little.

Xu Qingzhao didn't seem as heavy as Zhao Huanxi had imagined. He only weighed a little over 100 pounds. Zhao Huanxi felt a little sorry for this boy, who was only about 20 years old. In modern times, he would only be a freshman or sophomore in college, and with so little weight, he must have been a miserable child.

After all, Zhao Huanxi was still malnourished. Every time he walked for a while, he had to rest for a while, catch his breath, and then continue walking home.

Fortunately, the roads they took on the way here were all uphill, so going downhill this time saved Zhao Huanxi a lot of energy.

After walking for almost two hours, the man on his back was sweating from the pain. Zhao Huanxi didn't know when the man woke up. He didn't even say a word despite the pain.

I opened the water bag and gave him a small sip. I said to him, "At this rate, it will probably be dark by the time we get home. If it hurts, just moan. I won't mind you."

Xu Qingzhao nodded with difficulty. He thought he would just lie there under the tree and slowly wait for death, but when he opened his eyes, this woman had applied medicine and bandaged him, and now she was using her frail body to drag him to the afterlife. How could he make a sound?

Zhao Huanxi was already over thirty years old in modern times. To him, this man was just a younger brother, and he didn't care about the gender distinctions. After a short rest, he carried the man back to the village.

It was gradually getting dark, but fortunately Zhao Huanxi was already not far from home. From a distance, he saw a few carrot heads looking out from the outside of the forest.

When they got closer, they could see that it was their own girls. The girls also saw that it was their mother, and they immediately ran over and hugged Zhao Huanxi.

"Mom, why did you come back just now? We thought something happened to you." The second child wiped his tears.

The eldest brother also had a worried look on his face, trying hard to hold back the tears from falling.

The third child didn't come. He must have been left at home by his sisters. It's still a bit cold at night, so they didn't let him out for fear that he would catch a cold.

Zhao Huanxi comforted her, "Mom is fine, nothing's wrong. It's just that your Uncle Xu might not be doing well."

The two of them finally saw the person on their mother's back and exclaimed in surprise, "Mom, this... is this Uncle Xu? How did he become... like this?"

The little girl had never seen such a bloody scene before and was a little scared. She took the backpack from Zhao Huanxi and they slowly walked back home.

It was already completely dark at this time, and the road was quiet. Only one or two houses in the distance had lit oil lamps, emitting a faint light.

After entering the yard, he carefully placed Xu Qingzhao on the bed. At this time, sweat had already appeared on his forehead. After touching his forehead, he could clearly feel that he had a high fever.