Dou Yiai, Cheng Dabao, and even the Haier brothers joined in.

The children who were still vomiting just now seemed to have grown up at this moment.

"Qin Mo, what are you doing? If you cut open their stomachs, aren't you letting them die?" Zhang Xi shouted somewhere.

"You don't understand, don't talk nonsense here. I don't have time to explain to you now. If you have this free time to question here, you might as well boil more boiling water and carry more wounded people!"

As he spoke, Qin Mo took a bottle of alcohol and said to a soldier who had an arrow in his shoulder: "It will be very painful to clean the wound, so grit your teeth!"

The soldier already had high reflexes, and now that he was hit by an arrow, he was extremely weak.

He nodded, Qin Mo asked someone to open his wound, and poured alcohol into it to wash it.

The intense stimulation almost made the soldier faint!

After the dirt in the wound was washed away, Qin Mo said: "Hurry up and sew it up!"

A soldier from the Thunder Army took out a needle and thread from his bag and sutured the wound directly.
Chapter completed!