My historical mission 2

Now I really have no choice but to watch the hairball, and the hairball doesn't move there again, and then it disappears in place, and in the middle of the disappearance it says, you guys wait a minute, I'll go back to the main world.

It left me and my little brother here, and now we can't go out, so we can only sit where we are and wait for the hairballs. Luckily, we haven't been affected much by this position now, plus we have a protective layer on us, so it's okay to wait here for a while.

My brother and I sat down against the stone wall, and I took out the water from the space and handed him a bottle. We've been waiting here for fifteen or sixteen hours, and luckily I have enough stuff in my space, and it's okay to wait here for a while, but it's a little too boring. For me, the best way to solve boredom is to sleep, and I fell asleep next to my little brother. By the time the furball reappeared, it was twenty hours later. Furball said to me, he prepared a space where he could store the energy ball. It said to us, you go out first, and after a while this place will not be there. It's not safe for you here, just wait for me outside the village. My brother and I left the hairballs here and left through the tunnels of the mine.

It was still dark outside, so we left the village and returned to the car parked outside the village, and drove the car out for a distance.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the direction of the mine, and we looked in the direction of the mine in the car, where a large crater had now collapsed.

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suddenly felt a pain in my arm, I pulled up my sleeve to see that the hairball had returned to my arm, and the hairball said to me that it was going back to the main world to deal with this energy ball, and it would not be by my side for a long time, and the affairs of this world would be left to me to deal with. Then the hairball tattoo on my arm was gone, replaced by a burn.

The little brother was very anxious when he looked at the big blister on my arm that was burned, although I feel pain now, but the other conditions are not good. I took out the ointment from the space, and the little brother took it and wanted to apply it to me, but I took out a silver needle and handed it to the little brother, and told him that the blister had to be punctured first, otherwise it would be useless to rub the medicine.

The little brother carefully punctured each blister with a needle, and water flowed out of the blister, which hurt to look at. The little brother frowned and gave me the medicine, and I felt much better after taking the medicine, and it didn't hurt so much. The little brother asked if I wanted to be bandaged, and I said that I don't need to do it for the time being, and now the first thing we have to do is get out of here. We drove back to the house, parked the car in the garage, and went to the living room, when the lights came on, and my wound looked even more frightening. The little brother said should we go to the hospital, your injury looks very serious, I said, it's okay, that is, it looks serious, it's actually okay. Maybe the radiation energy of the energy ball that the hairball took away was too much, so it also carried this kind of energy on its body, otherwise it wouldn't burn me.

My wound was pouring out, and I didn't have much left of the previous medicine. The little brother re-medicated medicated me, and then bandaged it with gauze. I really wanted to take a shower, but the little brother disagreed, he was afraid that the wound would be more serious. He pulled me to the bathroom, filled the tub with warm water, and made me sit in the tub and put my hands up.

He didn't wash my head, and when he was done, he wiped me clean again, wrapped me in a bath towel, and told me to go back to bed first. He took a shower himself before going back to his room and finding me new pajamas to change into in the closet. I didn't let my hands get wet, and he dried my hair.

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lay down against him, and I hurt my left arm, and he slept on my right side, for fear that if I fell asleep, it would break my wound. Before going to bed, I kissed the corner of his mouth and thanked him. The little brother rubbed my hair and said to me, no thanks, you just need to be less injured in the future. It made me more uncomfortable than the tired heartache, and I whispered, this time it's really not my pot, this pot is a hairball.

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listened to the little brother's sullen smile, and he said that this pot is a hairball, and when he comes back, I will return the pot to him.

After two days of recuperating at home, the wound has not healed, and the injury has not healed so slowly before, and the little brother began to worry again. I said, it's okay, it's good and slow, but it's a good thing that it doesn't deteriorate, this kind of radiation injury should be put on ordinary people, and people will return to heaven. I'm just a little burned, and it looks like it's going to take ten days and half a month to recover. The little brother insisted on cooking nutritious and light dishes for me every day, and he did the washing every day. To be honest, I feel from the bottom of my heart that I owe too much to my little brother, and when I was in a coma for more than a year, he took care of me every day. Now that he's hurt a little, it's as if his heart hurts or something. He didn't even let me wash my face by myself, he washed it for me.