The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

In the canteen of the farm, another battle is going on tensely.

The infirmary on the farm is not enough. The long table in the canteen has been turned into a hospital bed. From time to time, seriously wounded people are sent here.

There are no light wounded here at all, because as long as they can still move, they will not leave the battlefield.

The goblins who don't know magic point out the medicine route for healing.

With the help of the goblin women, the doctor cleaned the wounds of the wounded with potion to stop the bleeding, then sutured the wounds with needles and threads, and finally put a paste of herbal paste to prevent purulent infection, and then wrapped them with sackcloth from a pot of boiling water. good.

At this time, the goblins' aesthetics came into play. Because there is no anesthesia, when the old goblins receiving treatment are throbbing with pain, the goblin women with thick hands and feet can hold them down.

However, some goblins are seriously injured and cannot be treated well.

A comatose goblin lay on the table, with no scars except a bruise on his belly, but his pulse was getting weaker and weaker.

When the goblins were helpless, Hulu suddenly thought of a possibility. She picked up a scalpel and stabbed the goblin in the stomach. When the scalpel was pulled out, a lot of blood gushed out from the blade. .

"It's visceral hemorrhage!" another doctor shouted, "Surgery and blood transfusion are necessary!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head helplessly. Several of their doctors were fine in treating trauma, but similar to open repair hemostasis surgery and interventional embolization hemostasis surgery, they did not have the ability to perform this kind of open surgery. equipment.

And there is no such sanitary conditions on the farm. The sanitary conditions of the canteen, which is often cleaned, are the best on the farm. Sometimes pulling a tooth in an unsanitary environment can cause an infection, not to mention an open stomach. It's really when the doctors are the protagonists of the transmigrators in Shuangwen. Do you use the protagonist's halo as a super antibiotic?

Just when they were about to give up, someone ran over.

"Let me go, let me come!"

They saw a masked human boy of about the same height squeeze in.

The boy put his hand on the belly of the goblin on the table, and then a white light lit up on his hand.

"Healing?!" Hulu exclaimed in surprise.

Charles nodded and said, "The bleeding of the internal organs should stop."

Hulu immediately reached out and touched the wounded's carotid artery. Although his pulse was still weak, it didn't seem to be weakening anymore.

At this time, Charles began to thank the Yamada Boguang and the blue slime. After the blue slime that was devouring the power of Yamada Boguang was stabbed to death by him and Diana, Charles and Diana not only devoured the blue slime In addition to the skills, he also obtained some healing skills from Yamada Boguang.

After at least hemostasis the goblin's internal organs, Charles became a firefighter. Wherever there were seriously wounded people, he would be there.

When his magic power was exhausted and he sat aside to rest, someone handed him a bottle of potion.

The caravan guard who was helping here said to him: "I can only use magic for combat, you can use healing, you can drink it."

Charles took the blue glass bottle, which was stoppered with a cork fixed by a string, and had a wax seal on the outside. There was also a label on the outside of the bottle, which printed the name of the drug, the specification, Production batch number, production date, expiration date, storage precautions, approval number and production enterprise - Abyss Pharmaceutical Sixth Factory.

It was like drinking Red Bull and staying up late and working overtime like that! Charles thought.

The string that fixes the cork is tied with a slipknot, which is fixed on the bottle wall by a wax seal.

Charles took a sip, and then his whole body shivered as if he had taken a big gulp of balm.

"You'll get used to it if you drink too much." The demon mage comforted Charles, "It will be a little uncomfortable at first."

Charles doesn't think he can get used to drinking balsam.

After sitting for a while, after the magic power recovered, he went back to the work of rescuing the wounded.

When Charles stopped the bleeding of a goblin who had been bitten on the shoulder, the wounded who needed his treatment had already been treated.

He walked out of the cafeteria, found a chair next to the cooking station in the distance and sat down, then took out the dagger that could release the hurricane, and set it on the ground with a stone at the minimum setting to use it as an electric fan use.

Although it is already mid-September, Qiuhu still has some power.

After the busy work just now, his shirt was soaked with sweat.

A middle-aged goblin uncle with a bandage on his head walked up to him, holding a cup in his hand.

"Young man, thank you for your hard work." He handed a glass of ice-cold apple juice to Charles, "Quiet your thirst with a glass of juice, I asked the wizard brother to help freeze it."

"Thank you." Charles took the juice.

"It's me who should say thank you," said Uncle Goblin. "If it wasn't for you, this time our farm would be sad."

"We don't have anything to repay you. You can take a few baskets of apples back before you leave. Where do you live, we will send you apples every year in the future. As well as reporting advanced deeds, our farm will handle it well."

Charles shook his head and said, "You're welcome. I followed the caravan to travel around the country, and I had no fixed place to live. Besides, my home was too far away, so it was difficult to send it there."

As for the advanced deeds, it will be exempted. If it is not good, I will be caught by the "Litong Demon Race"~www.wuxiax.com~ Uncle Goblin can only say: "Then get more apples when you leave, Remember to come to us when you come here in the future, and we will go to the woods to catch game for you to eat."

After a few polite words with Charles, Uncle Goblin continued his work. Charles learned from other goblins' titles that this uncle was the farm manager.

Charles was sitting there blowing the wind, drinking a large glass of apple juice that weighed almost two pounds, and listening to the chat of the goblins who were preparing dinner nearby.

It is common for farms to be invaded by monsters like this. It happens a few times during the harvest season almost every year, and occasionally in the past, but this time it was especially serious.

An elderly goblin sighed while washing apples: "If only there were more boys."

Next to him, the goblin who was dicing the washed apple shook his head, "No way, the front line is nervous."

After a sigh, their topic turned to what kind of injury did their child get today, and whose child almost didn't come back.

Before dinner, the wounded in the cafeteria were successively transferred to the primary school on the farm, where several classrooms had been cleaned and disinfected. Then the cooks in the cafeteria carried buckets and mops to clean the blood on the floor and table.

When the sunset appeared in the sky, the students who went out to the farm next door to take refuge returned to the farm, and now they are queuing up with cutlery to receive today's dinner.

The farm manager had already greeted the staff in the cafeteria, and a cook brought a large bowl of apple stewed rama giant ape meat and steamed buns to Charles.

It was not until after dinner that Nicholas II came to look for Charles.

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