MTL - Banished to Another World-Chapter 8 Times 8

The situation in the big river is worse than the sternness, and the whole person has a smell of decay and purulence.

This kind of taste can be tolerated on oneself, but it is put on others... Strictly, I hope that there will be an ultra-filtered medical mask.

The tent is very dark, even if the curtains are all picked up, it will not help.

The two little sisters of the big river were driven out by the adults. The children were not sensible. Instead of letting them fall in a dark and rancid tent, they would have to learn how to hunt.

In the future, Dahe’s family will rely on these two nephews, who are only four years old and eight years old, especially at the age of eight. He must learn the basic skills in this winter, so that he will be able to go out with the adults in the spring of next year. His younger brother will not starve to death in the coming year.

Strictly let the two men lick the fur under the river and drag people to the tent. If it is not for fear of attracting attention, he would like to drag people out.

Cinnamon did not despise him because he was 14 years old and still suffered injuries. She married Dahe at the age of fourteen and gave birth to the first baby at the age of fifteen. The disciples of her priests also started at the age of ten. Give the priest a hand.

However, the cinnamon soil does not know that the strictness is the disciple of the Yanshan priests. Caocho is tight, only telling her that she will know a little about herbal medicine. If you let the cinnamon soil know that it is a disciple of the Yanshan priests, things may be complicated.

Because whenever the tribes fight, the rest of the family can be left behind, and only the priests and their disciples will never do. A family of priests represents the soul of a family, and a scepter who is likely to be possessed by ghosts and gods enters his own ethnic land. Only a fool can do this.

It is impossible for the original priest of any tribe to leave a priest of another tribe, even if it is only a young disciple.

Unlike Cinnamon and Caomachi, Caomachi is a slave of other ethnic groups that was bought. It does not care much about the rise and fall of the main tribe. The cinnamon soil is the native of the original tribe. If she is known to be strict, it is a priest. Disciples, maybe they don't dare to let them help them, and even telling the priests is possible.

These words, Caomachi said in advance with the strict, and told him not to tell others that he is a priest of the Salt Mountain priests, and this is only alert.

Because this matter is not profound in the memory of the teenager, he wants to use his medical knowledge to build his own status as soon as possible, and has neglected such an important point.

Thanks to Caomachi reminder!

But what did his master think? Knowing that he is a disciple of his priesthood - although he is not at all, so he brought him back, is he not worried that he will create something that is not conducive to the original tribe?

Strictly do not think that the youth who looks quite stern will not be at this point.

For the first time, he was a little vigilant about his 17-year-old owner. If the person is not super-thick, he is not without a brain...

Now think about it, when the original war will let him go, is it because he is a snake priest disciple on the stick, and he decided to let him live alive?

I thought about it for a while, and soon I left it behind.

He is not afraid of people playing conspiracy with him. The original battle is definitely what he wants to do with his "priest" ability. As long as he has the value of using it, he will not have the opportunity to fight back, let alone he has already done this, and he is afraid. what?

Dahe’s right arm is only two-thirds of the upper arm, and the wound is fired. Although the blood is stopped, there is no post-treatment, which causes the infection of the burning part. Now it has black hair and stinky, yellow-black pus water.

In this way, if you want to live, you must cut off the meat and bones that have been spoiled.

The abdomen of the big river is wrapped in mud, probably this is the means of stopping bleeding here.

Strictly look at the color around the abdominal cavity of the big river, and press it gently.

"It's useless to get rid of the mud, and it's ruined inside."

The cinnamon soil didn't cry. Her tears had been exhausted in these two days. She knew very well that her husband had been in the past few days. The only thing she can do now is to make him feel comfortable and die. Can be a full-fledged ghost.

But the big river refused to eat anything. He also knew that he was going to die. He felt that he was eating waste and it was better to leave it to his wife and children.

The mud was uncovered and the wounds of the river were exposed.

The place where his abdomen is close to the navel is like a big hole in something.

Cinnamon told them that this is the horn of the giant horn.

Strictly use the peeled branches to open the wound, and the river hurts to bite a prepared skin.

I looked down at the wound and opened it a little closer.

This situation...is better than it looks on the surface.

I don't know if the human body here is strong and the self-healing ability is relatively high. After two days, although the abdominal wounds and internal organs of the big river are partially spoiled, they are not incorrigible.

Grasp the left hand of the river and give him a pulse.

In the absence of open surgery, according to the hope and the pulse, he can only initially determine that the intestines of the big river may have to be removed, but other internal organs should still have the original function, as long as the carrion is removed and the wound is re-cleaned. And then kill the inflammation, the chances of the big river to survive is still very large.

However, there are no conditions for open laparotomy. The two biggest difficulties are the inability to transfuse and the inability to suture, and to prevent further infection of the wound afterwards.

This is not that I will not save him, but that there is no condition to save him.

"Now you have two choices." Yan said to the Dahe couple.

"The first choice, give me a bone spur, I can let him spend the last few days without pain, and even stand up and walk."

The big river eyes lit up, spit out the skin, and weakly said: "Can I go hunting?" I will give the family some more rations.

Strictly ignore him, "The second choice, the dead horse is a living horse doctor, I will give him a caesarean section, dig out the rotten intestines inside him, smash it out and cut it off, then put the good stuff back, infected arm You also need to remove the necrotic part. If you want to do this, except that he will be very painful and the possibility of death is very high, and you need to help me prepare something."

Caomachi looked up and his face changed.

Dahe did not hesitate: "I chose the first one."

The cinnamon soil grabbed the fur under the river. "If you choose the second one, Dahe, can he live?"

"Stupid woman! I am dead, you will find another one, even if I survive, I will be disabled. Do you still expect me to feed you?" The river suddenly screamed.

"You shut up!" It seems that in about thirty years, only the 23-year-old brown soil grabbed the fur spit from her husband and rubbed it on his face.

Strictly, I have seen this situation in the hospital before. Especially those who have cancer, it is really a family ethics drama, and he and the nurses don’t want to see it.

It’s not that they don’t have compassion for their patients and their families – maybe he’s really not much, just watching too much, and anyone who is soft-hearted will not be able to see who will later comfort, just come to the little nurse and young doctor even I will shed tears because the patient dies, but I will only feel the sadness of my family when I am behind.

So if you encounter this situation strictly, you will never give your opinion, unless the patient is worthy of his mouth.

Kusama gently poked a sharp back.

Turned his head slowly.

Seeing that the couple are still quaring and crying, Caomachi is attached to the stern ear, with a little anger and shock, reprimanding: "You are crazy! What are you talking about? Give people a laparotomy and cure people? You are afraid of priests. Don't you know that you are a disciple of other priests? Do you still want to live?"

In Caomachi, it seems that people can open their laparotomy and treat them well. They must have belonged to the scope of “please ask for help”. I can only do this. I am afraid that only the old priests of the great tribes and the legendary temple servants. Strictly speaking, the possibility of death is very high, certainly because he is only a disciple, and has not yet learned the priest's ability to get home.

Strictly and very helpless, if the big river is really dying, he can’t do anything about it. It’s okay to say that he is euthanasia to the river. Presumably, the **** guide will not be awkward. Maybe he will lose some of his people. Slag value, but...

The river is more vital than he imagined, and he has the ability to save his life. Although the conditions here are poor, it is not completely impossible to perform.

He thought about it before the opening. If there is a punishment for death, there must be some scum that does not try to be applied. He has finally returned the scum value to less than 100 million points. I really don’t want to be excused by the guide to punish it once. The torture of the fire is really painful!

Moreover, it is beneficial to have all the disadvantages. He wants to reduce the value of scum in a large amount. It is impossible to always conceal his own skills. Since it will be exposed sooner or later, of course, the sooner the better, his scum value can be reduced a little.

If you are unfortunate enough to be swindled, and then be slaughtered by the priests here... Strictly, you don’t feel that the guide that supervised his transformation will supervise his death so easily.

When I think of it, I slightly raise my voice slightly and feel full of emotions: "Sister, you said that the big river family is a good person. If I don't have the ability, then I know that I might save him a life, but In order to protect myself from abandoning him, I, I really can't do it. I saw that Dahe adults thought of their big brother. My older brother is good to me..."

The Dahe couple who are arguing are closing their mouths.

The big river has a complex expression. Looking at the teenager, the mouth has not spoken a few times.

Cinnamon clenched his husband's hand. When he heard the young boy say the second choice, they knew that the young slave who had just gotten back from the original battle must not be simple, and even had a vague guess on the identity of the teenager. .

Tribe, own husband, scornful?

A teenager can completely conceal his identity and ability, but he does not hesitate to live because of the help of a female slave and the sympathy for others.

Cinnamon bites her teeth, she can't lose her husband, two children can't have no father, if there is any possibility of saving her husband's life, she is even willing to deal with the devil!

At the same time, she also believes that a teenager who wants to save his life and spares his life, even if he is really a priest disciple of his family, will certainly not want to destroy the original tribe.

She can stare at him later, monitor him, and when he wants to do bad things, tell the chiefs and the priests, yes, that's it!

The cinnamon soil suddenly raised his hand and swears: "As long as you are willing to save my man, I swear I will never reveal your secret!"

Dahe also said: "Whether you can... I can thank you today, and I am grateful to you, and regardless of the outcome, I swear, my wife and I will never tell you about it."

It is not appropriate for Caomachi to say anything at this time. He can only bow down in silence.

The boy was moved to tears. "I will do my best."

The cinnamon soil couldn't help but reach out and rub his head. He softly said: "You call Xiao Mo, then you will call my sister. The sister asks you, if we choose the second one, what do you need us to prepare? ”

The boy hesitated: "Cinnamon sister, I don't really have much confidence, the possibility of death is really high, very high."

"I know." Clay soil clenched his hands. "You also said that the dead horse is a living horse doctor."

Slightly nod. "Well, as long as you think about it. To use that kind of treatment, I need a bright and clean place, and this must not be known to anyone other than you."

"do not worry."

"I need needlework. Needle, do it with the finest bone spurs. I will tell you if there is a hard wood thorn, as long as it fits the shape and size I need. Line..." Slightly sinking for a while, "use hair It’s better with the horse. The longer the better, the more you prepare.”

"What else do you need?"

"Knives, pots, water, fire, soft and clean hay, big leaves. All these things are best prepared in today, and the situation of the big rivers can no longer be dragged down."

“Just these?” asked the brown soil.

Strictly jokingly said: "Clay sister, you can also prepare the food to send me, you can prepare more, I can eat."

The cinnamon soil laughed. She just thought how much to prepare or how difficult, but now it sounds like she can do what she can, and now she is relieved and quickly said: "I will be ready soon! What do you want to do?" How thick and how long?"

Caomachi has a thin heart and a light cough. Interjection: "It is not difficult to prepare these things, but you want to transfer the big rivers to the outside without attention, and you need to find a safe, clean place where no one goes. The two will definitely not work. I have to stay outside and tell my family."

"Yes, you can ask the big eagle to help, and the big brothers of Dahe, there are two of them to help us, things are much easier." The cinnamon soil is finished, busy looking at the silence, "you can rest assured, as long as I am jealous, The big eagle and the big mountains don't talk about it. They, and my man, have a good relationship with your host."

Smiled slowly. Oh? Good relationship with my master? Then how can we take care of it?