Chapter 13

While talking, Kusama got into the stone forest, and she didn't know how to identify the direction. After seven turns and eight turns, she turned to an open space.

The open space is hidden in a circle of high stone pillars, and it is secret if it is said to be secret.

The small stones and gravel weeds in the center of the open space have all disappeared, and a clean ground of about ten feet has been cleared.

A fire pit was temporarily dug in the corner of the open space, and a simple stone platform was set up. There was a stone pot on the stone platform, and there was a tank of water beside the fire pit.

Cao Ding put Yan Mo down and set fire to boil water according to Yan Mo's instructions.

A few people from Cinnamon arrived when the water was boiling. Yuandiao looked at Yan Mo with a rather strange expression. After putting down the river as instructed, he immediately walked to Yan Mo's side, squatted down, and pulled his face hard.

You boy can do it! Not only did he make himself alive, but he could also save others. Yes, there was no need to fight those two fat rabbits. "

Yan Mo held down his aching face and looked straight at the original sculpture with a blank expression.

It's a pity that his sturdy and honest face couldn't produce the effect he wanted at all, instead it provoked the original sculpture to pull the other side of his face hard, and he smiled playfully: "Fuck, don't use it." This kind of person looks at my lord, I'm going to fuck you, that guy Yuan Zhan has to fight me when he comes back! "

Are you fucking primitive with only genitals in your head? Yan Mo changed his face and looked at Cinnamon with a look of help.

When the cinnamon came up, he slapped the original carving hard on the shoulder. Last night, Kusamachi called for one night, and you can't do enough! Don't make Xiao Mo's idea, Yuan Zhan probably hasn't touched him yet. "

The corners of Yan Mo's mouth twitched, Big Sister, if you dare to touch me, I can fuck others casually?

Dashan, who looks very loyal, sneered on the side, and said in a stern voice: Dadiao, my mosquitoes are very patient, how about you? Just use it once, just give me two pieces of fresh meat the size of my fist, and one piece of cured meat. "

The original sculpture hummed, got up and hugged Cao Ding, who was busy beside the fire pit, and pulled her to the back of the stone pillar—he was telling others with his actions that his original sculpture was ready-made for slaves.

Kusamachi was pulled by him and stumbled, but he did not refuse.

Cinnamon spat, but said nothing. People here are used to this kind of thing.

The young warriors are full of energy and desires. Sometimes they come back from hunting for a long time, and they can pull their own women or slaves to greet them and press them down directly. It doesn’t matter whether anyone is watching or not, some people will be even worse when they are watched. excited.

Soon, a voice that should never have appeared in such a serious operation scene sounded from behind the stone pillar.

Yan Mo glanced at Dahe, who was lying on the fur gritting his teeth and showing a smile that a man could understand. Then he looked at the natural expression, took over the work of the grass, and put the utensils wrapped in shòu leather into the cinnamon soil that had been boiled in boiling water. , and Dashan, who was holding a piece of wood and was responsible for driving away mosquitoes and other insects, was speechless for three minutes.

The life of primitive people is miserable compared to modern people, but at the same time they are simply happy.

Yan Mo suddenly realized, maybe he should be glad that he came to a primitive society, not a feudal ancient society with a complete cultural system. The genius doctor Hua Tuo could be imprisoned until his death because of a craniotomy proposal. An ordinary person who wears a soul dares to try it with a knife?

Feudal society becomes more and more feudal as it goes to the later stage! In ancient times, it might be possible to perform surgical operations - this can also be proved by surgical knives unearthed in China. Later, the ancients of the feudal era who could not even cut their hair at will, how dared and how willing to let people in. Knife on yourself? Even if the patient is willing, his family, local officials, and rulers will not.

It's bad, but it's by no means the worst.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages, and vice versa. A feudal society with a complete cultural system may have a more convenient and safer standard of living than a primitive society, but it also has more restrictions.

Primitive society, although more dangerous, also hides more opportunities.

Yan Mo couldn't help but think, maybe in addition to using his own medical skills, he should try to improve his force value?

At last, the original carving still remembered that he had business to do, and when the cinnamon soil began to wipe Dahe, he and Kusamachi came back one after the other.

This is an extremely crude operation, and even the doctor who performed it had to sit on the ground to open the patient's abdomen because of his own leg injury.

Yan Mo first dealt with the wound on Dahe's abdomen.

The cinnamon rubbed his man over and over again, and Dahe felt that his stomach had never been so clean before.

Yan Mo told the ratio of the cinnamon soil and asked the cinnamon soil to wipe the Dahe wound with salt water again.

Yan Mo asked everyone to wash their hands as cleanly as possible, and soaked them in salt water.

All the utensils were boiled and sterilized. Yan Mo took two homemade wood chips and gave them to the original carving. Later, I will open the wound of Lord Dahe and remove the carrion. When I ask you, you will put these two wood chips into the wound. , open the wounds to both sides, without my instructions, you must not let go in the middle, understand? "

The original sculptor nodded, a small matter. "

Children, don't think too easy about opening the wound, you will cry later.

Sister Caoding, wash your hands, be responsible for passing utensils and wiping sweat to me, and wipe off the blood shed by Lord Dahe with clean grass. "

Kusamachi took a deep breath, yes. "

Lord Dashan is in charge of rushing

Get rid of all flies and never let them come near us. "

OK, don't worry. " Yuan Shan wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead.

Sister Cinnamon prepares the big thistle leaves and mashes them all. "

Cinnamon responded, grabbing a handful of thistle leaves as if grabbing his husband's life.

When Yan Mo picked up a bone needle, he was able to become famous in the medical field, even surpassing many old Chinese medicine and surgical experts known as the Holy Hand, except that he had learned the skills of Chinese and Western medicine quite solidly, and he has gone out of the integration of Chinese and Western medicine. His own way, and also relying on his unique skills of acupuncture and moxibustion.

No one knew who he learned acupuncture from. This was his biggest secret, and this secret probably also accounted for a large proportion of his 100 million scum value.

There is still one thing that is indispensable for surgery - anesthesia. No matter how heroic Yuanhe is, no matter how hard he can endure the pain, it is impossible for him to keep his body from shaking at all. In addition to reducing the pain of patients and preventing them from dying, anesthesia is more convenient for doctors to treat, and it is possible to minimize accidental injuries caused by unstable patients during surgery.

Without anesthesia, he can use acupuncture and moxibustion to make the patient feel no pain and unable to move. He has used this method several times before for patients who cannot be anesthetized.

Do you want to relieve the pain for Dahe?

But thinking about it, I can't be reconciled. For this guy, he not only suffered from the pain of the fire eight times, but also had to do his best to save him.

So he decided not to relieve the pain for Dahe, but to stab xué so that he could not move.

Under the needle piercing, Yan Mo smiled in his heart. At the same time, he would make sure that Lord Dahe would remain extremely conscious from the beginning to the end of the operation, so that he could experience being cut, flesh, bone scraped, and punctured alive. A series of vivid experiences.

It's a rare experience, isn't it?

Chapter 10 I'm going to die again!

Of course, this is definitely not my intention to make Dahe hurt. "Yan Mo looked at his right hand and said: God Guide, really, it's not that I don't want to relieve the pain for Dahe, it's just that there are too few tools, just a few needles, just as many as the size of acupuncture, between pain relief and inability to move. In the meantime, in order to save his life, I can only choose the latter, I believe you can understand."

The original eagle stared at him for a long while listening to him spit out a language that no one could understand.

Only Kusamachi understood that Yan Mo was using a healing spell. He had also used this strange tone and voice to his right hand when he was treating his leg injury.

Just when Yan Mo was about to take the knife, Yuanshan suddenly snorted: Wait! "When the words fell, the man had already rushed straight to the stone forest.

Yan Mo stopped, and everyone turned to look in the direction Yuanshan was rushing towards, and soon everyone heard an exclamation that did not belong to Yuanshan.

After a while, Yuanshan walked into the clearing holding a slave by the neck.

Kusamachi frowned. She knew this slave and used to pester her. She was one of the slaves of the third-level warrior Yuan Bing, called Yang Tong.

If my hands are dirty, I have to wash them again! Yuanshan angrily threw the man to the side of the open space, and stomped the sheep's tongue with all his might.

Get him out, he's so dirty, mosquitoes fly in with him. "Yan Mo said coldly.

Yuanshan said nothing, bent down and grabbed the unconscious slave and threw it out of the open space.

Reopening the operation, lack of suitable tools, and lack of skilled and cooperative nurses all slowed down Yan Mo's operation.

The original carving holds a wooden plank and is responsible for separating the incision. He is a warrior, so he knows more about what Yan Mo has done. It is not someone who can cut the flesh on the stomach with a knife without hurting the internal organs. , let alone anyone who can cut this cut to the size they need, let alone what Yan Mo did later.

Yuandiao felt that even the fat dogs in the tribe who were responsible for slaughtering might not be as good as Yan Mo's understanding of the structure of the human body. No, maybe he shouldn't compare the fat dogs with Yan Mo at all.

Yuandiao looked at Yan Mo, who lowered his head and silently cut Yuanhe, a chill struck his heart.

This young man understands the structure of the human body so well that he can completely immobilize Yuanhe with a few needles, making him unable to move. His force value has also followed up... How much lethality will this kid be in the future?

Yuan Eagle began to pray for his good brother in his heart. Maybe he should suggest Yuan Zhan to completely mutilate this boy before he grows up?

Of course, if Yuan Zhan wants to have a slave who can help him fight and hunt, that's another matter.

It's just that after this young man's force value has risen, can Yuan Zhan still suppress him?

The original carving was really worried about his good brother.

Kusamachi, wipe the sweat of your master. "Yan Mo, who lowered his head, suddenly said.