Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 238 Tiger: Never Be a Slave (5)

A bonfire was set up in front of the cabin.

The roasted bear meat tasted like dry wood and had too little fat. When you took a bite, your teeth were filled with shredded meat.

The mother tiger bared her teeth and looked at the father tiger suspiciously.

Is this what you call a delicacy? Did you suffer a serious injury and your sense of taste has deteriorated? It's not as delicious as when we ate it raw before...

[Ah~]

Alexander handed over a piece of blackened stick and said it was a bear's paw.

I stepped back in horror, shaking my head like a rattle.

ヽ(*.＞Д＜)o゜

I'm still young, I don't want it, I won't eat it!

My teeth are not strong, my spleen and stomach are weak, this firewood stick is too hard for me to poke the stove, I can't bite it at all, you can keep it for yourself...

Alexander withdrew his hand guiltily, and he said, Tagore's rice was so fragrant and crunchy, it was pure revolutionary friendship.

[Tagore, my brother, when you have almost finished eating, I will change your bandage, okay? ]

The mother tiger looked up and used her long nails as toothpicks, scratching with great effort. She said she wanted a name, too!

Tagore heard the complaint in his daughter-in-law's voice and touched his nose.

He didn't dare tell his wife that his sense of taste had collapsed when he took the first bite of the roasted bear that was burnt on the outside and even more burnt on the inside...

But when it looks at its wife, everything it eats seems delicious to it, and nothing else comes to its mind.

Ahem, it just wanted to wait until it gets dark, wait for the two light bulbs next to it to move away, and then hug its wife and do this and that to ease the pain of missing her.

A certain big light bulb and a small light bulb felt the pink bubbles everywhere in the air and felt itchy all over.

[Ah~]

Go, go, go, singles, please retreat!

I was curious about what was inside the wooden house, so I broke into it through the window without the owner's permission.

Well, there was no glass in the window, but two layers of thick cotton curtains. The gap that was opened was quickly closed again, and the window frame made of wooden boards nailed outside was propped up with a long stick.

Alexander shook his head and followed him into the house to get the gauze. He believed in finishing what he started. He had only learned a superficial bit of the medical knowledge his grandfather taught him. In the forest, it was nothing more than external injuries and colds, which was barely enough.

Tagore had changed the dressing at least a dozen times in the past month. When he saw Alexander coming out with the tray, he turned over and stood up to make it easier for him to remove the gauze.

The mother tiger couldn't bear to watch, so she limped to her feet and wanted to go into the cabin to see what the cubs were doing.

result--

[Ouch?]

The mother tiger was stuck at the door of the cabin.

God knows why, this door is only wide enough for one person to pass through, and it is a very strong, reinforced double-opening iron door...

The tiger mom has no common sense. This kind of door has movable iron bolts on the top and bottom, and it is several times safer than a single-opening door!

What we are defending against is large and ferocious beasts like this one.

[Ah~]

What on earth does this guy Alexander do? There is even a Chinese medicine cabinet in his house? !

But he obviously doesn't look Chinese?!

I casually opened a medicine cabinet drawer, took a sniff, and barely recognized that it was wild ginseng that was several decades old. It was prepared very well, but there was not much of it, and several of the thicker roots were broken off.

I guess the kid used it to boil water to drink.

Look, on the small round table next to the bed, there is a coarse porcelain teacup. It has no lid and there is a hole on the rim of the cup, but it is still very strong. You can tell at a glance that it is sturdy and durable.

The water inside has a faint smell of Sophora flavescens.

There were a few mottled old books on the bedside, with worn covers and unclear words.

I gently turned the pages with the pads of my palms, and above the table of contents was the Revised Edition of Shennong's Herbal Classic!!!

Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

When Alexander was changing the dressing, Tagore's breath tickled his neck, and he quickened his movements.

The gauze had long been stuck tightly with the sticky blood, and no matter how lightly he moved his hands, Tagore's hair stood up visibly.

【┗|｀O′|┛ Aw~~】

【Hiss~~】

They both spoke at the same time -

One hurts, and the other hurts too.

After being hit by Tagore's tail, Alexander's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he felt that the skin on his back was beginning to swell.

Because of the pain, he couldn't control his strength when tearing the gauze, and the whole piece of gauze was torn off and fell heavily on the snow, looking dazzling red against the white snow.

[Hurry, Tagore, my brother, lie down, I will give you a hemostatic medicine! ]

When the mother tiger heard the scream, she looked over there suspiciously, feeling very worried.

Sure enough, as soon as the powder was sprinkled on the wound, Alexander had the foresight to step back two steps.

He watched as Tagore's limbs twitched violently, became stiff, and then slowly relaxed as the tigress approached.

[The hemostatic powder is prepared according to my grandfather's prescription. It has a very good effect on blood coagulation and tissue regeneration. Tagore, you must not make any big movements in the next few days!!!]

[As for the food, I...I will take care of it! ]

Alexander didn't sound confident. Before, they had to take turns hunting nearby to feed a tiger, which was a bit tiring. Now there are two more, so he doesn't feel confident...

How many animals do we need to catch to eat?!

The tigress staring at him from a meter away looked like she was not someone to be trifled with. She had so many wounds of varying sizes on her body that he didn't dare to go up to her and help treat them.

When he was very young, he heard his grandfather say that he should trust his first instinct.

Just as when he first met Tagore in the valley, he knew that saving it would bring blessings.

And his first impression of this tigress was that she was determined to keep a safe distance.

He quickly re-bandaged Tagore's abdominal wound, threw the old medical waste into the bonfire, and then hurriedly turned back to the house.

It's getting dark, and even though you're hungry, you should go inside.

It's very dangerous on extremely cold nights.

Those wild wolves and countless wild beasts in the dark are all thinking about them!

The window frame was lowered, the left and right locks were pulled up, and then half of the door was closed and bolted.

There are solar panels on the roof, but Alexander only turned on a small light, so no light could get through.

Almost all the meat he had just roasted had gone into Tagore's stomach. He could tell it didn't taste good just by smelling it.

There was no oil, salt or seasoning, and the fishy smell was really hard for him to swallow.

The little tiger cub went to bed and chose a good position to sleep. His obedient look was quite adorable, just like a pet cat.

Alexander tried to hold back and not touch his cracked hands.

He opened the cupboard door and prepared to mix the last bit of flour into a paste to eat, but -

He rubbed his eyes, the hard scabs scratched his eyelids and caused a stinging pain. This was not a dream!!!

What did he see? !

Oh, God!

It turned out to be a whole cabinet full of milk, bread and canned food.

Which god has appeared? !

He wandered around the house in panic, but there was no sign that anyone had been there.

Except for the little tiger cub sleeping on the bed...

The bonfire outside the house was still burning, casting warm flames all around, but no one added more wood.

As the night progressed, the fire gradually got smaller.

The two tigers snuggled together intimately. Tagore, despite his disability, was determined to ride on his wife's back. He tried hard, but the tiger mother bit his ear and dragged him down.

【Ouch~】

Tagore felt a little wronged. Just now, his two lychees hit the tiger mother's bones as hard as steel...

Go to sleep, there is still a long way to go.