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Chapter 160 Qing Wan Saves the Tiger

Song Qingwan was about to go back with the pheasant when she suddenly heard the roar of a wild beast nearby, as if it was fighting for territory.

Song Qingwan followed the sound as if possessed, and indeed, saw two tigresses fighting, one of whom was obviously pregnant.

The non-pregnant tigress was very ferocious. The pregnant tigress fought hard but was eventually defeated and bitten until her body was covered in blood.

The victorious tigress roared with joy and walked into the depths of the jungle, while the defeated queen lay on the ground licking her wounds silently.

Song Qingwan was about to leave after watching, but suddenly she found that the back of the tigress was wet. Could it be that she was about to give birth?

At this time, the tigress had obviously no strength left. She lay on the ground wailing, her eyes full of despair.

Song Qingwan couldn't bear it in the end, so she touched her belly, thinking of it as doing good deeds for her child.

Thinking of this, Song Qingwan quickly took out the anesthetic needle from the space, shot it towards the tigress, and hit her near her butt.

The tigress screamed in pain and tried to stand up but suddenly found herself unable to do anything. Song Qingwan quickly injected her with several more anesthetics. The tigress finally calmed down and slowly lost consciousness.

Song Qingwan hurried forward to check and found that the tiger had several wounds on its body that were bleeding continuously, and blood was slowly flowing out from its buttocks. It was obvious that the birth canal had opened and it was about to give birth.

Song Qingwan began to feel embarrassed. She had never delivered a tiger baby before, so what should she do?

As the delay grew longer and the tiger's physical condition worsened, there was no time to think any more.

Song Qingwan increased the dose of anesthetic and then used a scalpel to cut open the tiger's belly, which took a lot of effort.

The tiger's skin was very thick, and Song Qingwan had to use all her strength to cut it open. Then she carefully moved the organs aside and found the three little tigers in the uterus.

Song Qingwan carried them out one by one and put them aside. Fortunately, the little guys were all very healthy. They all closed their eyes and cried loudly, trying hard to breathe fresh air.

Song Qingwan quickly sewed up the tigress's belly, and then began to disinfect the wound and suture it.

After several hours of tossing and turning, the tiger's vital signs gradually stabilized, and the little tigers' hair dried. Song Qingwan picked them all up and placed them next to the mother tiger.

As time passed, Song Qingwan realized that the tigress should be waking up, and she could not stay here any longer, lest she be eaten by the tiger.

She could only put the little tiger in her arms down and walk back slowly.

Song Qingwan thought this was just a small episode and there would be no chance for them to meet again. Unexpectedly, not long after, she would meet the tiger again. But that’s a story for later.

Song Qingwan brought the pheasants he caught, some other wild rabbits, and some medicinal herbs he collected back to the place where the Yuan family's grandparents and grandchildren lived.

When A Ling saw that Song Qingwan had finally returned, she clapped her hands and jumped for joy.

"Look, Grandma, look, I told you that Sister Awan will come back, and she will be fine."

Old Madam Yuan was relieved to see Song Qingwan return safely. She spoke to Song Qingwan in a blaming tone.

"Next time, don't wander around. There are wild animals roaming in these mountains, and there are all kinds of traps. If you accidentally encounter one, you might lose your life."

"Thank you for your concern, Aunt Yuan. I just thought that I couldn't just eat your food for free and let you take care of me, so I went to the mountains to hunt some game and collect some medicinal herbs. I hope I can help you in the future."

After Song Qingwan finished speaking, she took out some medicinal herbs from the basket behind her, and then like a magic trick, she took out the tied pheasants and some small pheasants.

The little pheasants were still alive and kicking in the bamboo basket. A Ling happily took the little pheasants and held them in her arms.

"Grandma, look, this is the first time I've seen live pheasants. Let's keep them!"

"Okay, A-Ling has the final say."

When these little things grow up, they can serve as companions for A-Ling. This child is so eager to make friends.

"Today I am also saying goodbye to my senior. I will be leaving early tomorrow morning."

Song Qingwan has been missing for half a month, and people outside don't know how to find her.

"Okay, I'll go prepare the things right away. Miss Awan, I still want to thank you for the pheasant you gave to Aling."

"Auntie Yuan is too polite. I should be the one thanking you for taking care of me during this period."

At night, Song Qingwan still slept in the space. It was not that she disliked the simplicity of the thatched hut, but it was really inconvenient to take a bath here.

Song Qingwan woke up early the next morning. She was about to say goodbye to the Yuan family's grandparents and grandchildren when she suddenly realized something was wrong. Why was there a smell of blood in the house?

"A Ling, Aunt Yuan, are you there?"

Seeing that no one answered, Song Qingwan pushed the door open and walked in, only to find that the room was empty.

There was a pool of blood on the floor of the house. The Yuan family's grandparents and grandchildren had long disappeared. Looking at the messy furniture in the house, there were obvious signs of a fight.

Song Qingwan quickly chased in the direction of the bloodstains on the ground. As she ran, she kept praying in her heart that A Ling and the others would be safe.

Finally, Aunt Yuan, who was unconscious, was found by a small river not far from the thatched cottage.

Song Qingwan quickly helped the person up and found that Aunt Yuan's forehead was injured, so she could only pinch Aunt Yuan's philtrum.

After a long time, Aunt Yuan finally woke up. She saw that it was Song Qingwan. Before Song Qingwan could ask her anything, Aunt Yuan spoke first.

"Miss Awan, go and save Aling. He's been taken away."

"Who took him away? Who did this?"

"The high priest and his men have found our hiding place. Awan, please go quickly and find A Ling, otherwise she will die."

"I will go find him now, you go back and recover first."

Song Qingwan stopped Aunt Yuan and kept chasing in the direction Aunt Yuan pointed, and finally found A Ling on a small hill not far away.

Two men in black seemed to be injured, and A Ling was tied up by them. It was because A Ling was young and could not walk, and the mountainous terrain was difficult to walk on, that the men in black were caught up by Song Qingwan.

Song Qingwan hid in a patch of grass, looking for an opportunity to save people, while A Ling looked around and suddenly saw her.

Song Qingwan quickly put her finger to her lips to signal her not to speak, and A Ling nodded and continued to sit quietly.

Song Qingwan quietly took out two anesthetic needles, and when the opportunity arose, she shot them at the two men in black. The men in black immediately lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Sister Awan!"

"Don't talk. I'll take you away now. These two are not dead yet. Don't wake them up."

"it is good"

Song Qingwan quickly untied A Ling, asked her to wait aside, and then took out the medicine and injected it directly into the black-clad man's body.

"Sister Awan, did they faint?"

"No, they're dead."