Number One Ugly Husband

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Bao Ye saw from the story of the ugly slave that the slaves would return with new wounds every day, so he made five small bottles of wound medicine for emergencies.

At lunch time, he gave Lao Liu a bottle of wound medicine to thank him for taking care of him, and he made Lao Liu a friend.As for Nian Gao and Wang Qiao, they were directly ignored by him, even if he gave them wound medicine, they would not care.

The sixth child took the bottle given by Baoye and asked in surprise, "You said it was medicine for wounds?"

For the slaves, as long as they are herbs, they are very precious, because no matter whether they are injured or sick, the slave master will not find a doctor or send medicine to cure them. wait to die.

Although the Fallen Forest has inexhaustible herbs, slaves have no freedom, let alone looking for herbs a thousand kilometers away. What's more, the forest is full of dangers. Ordinary slaves may die if they go there. .Even in the team of senior slaves, there may not be many herbs or potions.

It can be seen how precious the wound medicine is, but Bao Ye easily gave it to him.

"Wound medicine?" Nian Gao scoffed, "Will the medicine be packed in our small bottle of cleaning fluid? Sixth, don't be fooled by him. If you really get hurt and use it, I'm afraid your wound will be just as good as the medicine." It's getting worse and worse, and by then, you won't be able to save yourself if you want to regret it."

The sixth child believed that what Baoye gave him was medicine for wounds, because he could smell the medicine, so he carefully put the small bottle in his trouser pocket: "Thank you, Master Bao."

Bao Ye smiled: "Let's eat."

"Seeing your face makes me so disgusted, there's nothing I can eat." Nian Gao angrily took his rice bowl and went outside to eat.

The sixth child said: "Master Bao, you don't care about what he said. He just has a bad mouth, but everything else is good. But, what's the matter with your face? I saw that you were fine yesterday, why are you bleeding continuously today? Pus and blood? Doesn't matter?"

Baoye was also very surprised: "I don't know what's going on."

After coming to the construction site, the black tumor on the face kept bleeding pus and blood. Although there was not much pus and blood coming out, it couldn't stop it flowing out, and there was a tingling sensation. In the memory of Ugly Nu, I have never This happened.

Could it be that he squeezed the melanoma last night?

Thinking of the way he looked at him squeezing the melanoma with his handsome face tight and insane last night, the corners of Bao Ye's mouth could not be suppressed.

After lunch, people from the Ministry of Health can stay in the office for a lunch break, and then go back in a large truck after dinner.

On the road, the atmosphere in the car was very dull, everyone lowered their heads, not muffled.

Baoye instinctively told him that something had happened.

Du Peng caught his glance and could no longer suppress his anger and sadness. He stepped forward and pushed him hard, almost pushing him out of the car: "It's all because of you, a beast."

Baoye's head was full of black lines.

He was at the construction site all day today, so how did he provoke Du Peng?

If it weren't for the fact that Chou Nu really killed Du Peng's wife, how could he tolerate Du Peng's presumptuousness in front of him twice.

"If you hadn't limped Lao Luo's feet, he wouldn't be unable to avoid the fallen container because he couldn't run fast today, let alone get his stomach cut by the corner of the container."

Lao Luo is the middle-aged man on the bed across from Baoye. He was once held a grudge for calling the ugly slave a son of a bitch. The ugly slave took advantage of Lao Luo's move and deliberately knocked down Lao Luo. It hit Lao Luo's leg. The most abominable thing was that Chou Nu didn't admit that he hit Lao Luo afterwards, and even scolded Lao Luo that he deserved it.

Bao Ye: "..."

He suddenly felt that he traveled here not to change his fate, but to take the place of others.

"Crack——" Deacon Zhu slammed his whip on the car, warning Du Peng not to cause trouble in the car.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Du Peng angrily punched the cargo box and returned to his original position.

The truck drove back to the accommodation.

Several slaves who had made friends with Lao Luo rushed into the shed immediately: "Lao Luo, are you alright?"

Lao Luo lay weak on the bed, struggling to even open his eyes.

Everyone's eyes were red when they saw him like this. Without medical treatment and medical treatment, it is difficult to get better.

Bao Ye saw Lao Luo lying on the bed from a gap in the crowd. He had a two-inch wound on his right waist. It was not serious, but it was only rough stitched with black thread. After a few injections, neither bandaging nor medication was applied, and the wound kept gushing blood with the rising and falling of the abdomen.

Lao Luo was so weak because he lost too much blood.

"Lao Luo looks very tired. Let's not disturb his rest. After the next gang gets Lao Luo's meal, we will make porridge for him." Du Peng glared angrily at Bao Ye, who was opposite him: "Everyone is going to eat these past few days. Work harder, and take turns guarding Lao Luo, and don't let some bastards take the opportunity to retaliate and kill Lao Luo."

Everyone looked at Bao Ye angrily at the same time.

Baoye sneered, sat on his bed, and swayed his legs leisurely: "With his condition, he doesn't need anyone to do it, and he can't live for half a month."

"If he dies, he will be buried with you." Du Peng put down his harsh words and led the others away.

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

Jiang Yu hesitated and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Bao Ye narrowed his smile: "Are you worried that I will starve to death?"

"It's best if you die." Jiang Yu snatched his bowl and ate it as quickly as possible.

Bao Ye turned to look at Lao Luo who was dying, and his heart was pounding.

In the middle of the night, Lao Luo developed a high fever, and everyone rushed to cool him down with cold water.

The next morning, Lao Luo's body temperature finally dropped, but his complexion became even uglier, and he even fell into a coma.

After Bao Ye took a look at Lao Luo, he followed the big truck to the office of the Ministry of Health on the construction site.

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

"Yo, Sister Wang, your child has recovered?" Nian Gao, who came in from behind, looked at Wang Qiao's child curiously: "Sister Wang, what did you feed Xiao Jian? Why did he recover after only one night?"

Wang Qiao glanced at Bao Ye: "This... there are more... thanks to the ugly slave..."

"Him?" Nian Gao said in disbelief, "You mean an ugly slave?"

Wang Qiao nodded.

Seeing that the child was about to die last night, she suddenly remembered what Bao Ye said, and she had no other way, so she bit the bullet and followed what Bao Ye said.

"I followed the method he said. At midnight, I yelled the child's name 49 times. After the 49th time, Xiaojian cried loudly. After crying, he yelled at me that he was hungry. Have a meal."

Nian Gao still didn't believe it: "It's that simple?"

"Yes." Qiao stroked the child's head, showing a gentle smile, then took out an apple from the cabinet and handed it to Baoye: "Thank you, I want to say sorry for my attitude towards you before, and, I The man said, if there is anything you can't solve in the future, just look for him."

Bao Ye was puzzled: "Your man is..."

"His man is the boss of Dongcheng District, and he is as famous as your own elder brother. Damn it, what kind of shit luck have you had? Without the boss of Nancheng District to take care of you, a boss of Dongcheng District will come to protect you soon." Nian Gao Unconvinced: "Tell me, did you secretly tamper with Sister Wang's child? Otherwise, how can you cure the child's illness with a few shouts?"

Bao Ye rolled his eyes at him: "If I had such a skill to play tricks, would I still stay here?"

Sister Wang said: "Nian Gao, I believe in ugly slaves."

Nian Gao snorted softly, turned his head away, and stopped talking.