...Oh no there is a man fallen on the ground , they shout out loud....
Siya Is he dead or what? He's not even breathing.
Hera Goooshh!! Look at his body, its turning pale. What's is wrong with him. We should call someone to help.
...Hiss.. Hisss... ## a big black poisonous snake climbs the tree where the man is lying....
Neema oh No look.. There is a snake. He must've bitten by this snake.
Siya It means he's going to die in sometime.... Oh God!! Have mercy.. I can't see this.. Noo noo.
Hera Shut up Siya.. We need to do something. I'll go and get someone from village.
Neema there is no time, the poison has spread already. I know some ways to get rid of poison from the body. I need you guys to bring some herbs.
...Neema tell them the herbs she needs and where to get them. Both Hera and Siya left for herbs....
...While Neema quickly tear off the border of her gown to tie his arm tightly to stop the venom from spreading....
Siya I've found the herb. We should we do now.
Neema Great now crush them with stone and make a paste. I'm going to suck out the venom. After that you have to quickly apply this paste on his arm.
Hera He**y but that's very dangerous for you.
Neema We don't have any other option. We need to save him. Don't worry it'll work.
...Neema stared sucking out the venom quickly....
The man started gaining his consciousness slowly. He whining in pain, tried to open his eyes.
Hera Hey he opened his eyes.
Siya Thank goodness. He's alive. Ahem.. Mm Sir what were you doing in here all alone?
Neema Not now Siya.. Hmm Sir How are you feeling? Can you see Clearly now?
...The Man slowly opened his eyes and sees that a beautiful woman is talking to him taking heavy breaths. For a moment he forgot everything that happened and got lost in her sparkling eyes....
Neema Sir.. Sir... Helloo.. Are you feeling better?
The Man Heaven.. Heaven This must be Heaven... Oh lord.. What a sight for my sore eyes.
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