Chapter 27 Shark Hair

The spiritual power in Sheng Ling's hand was carefully coordinated along the bone knife without letting other orcs feel it.

The consciousness scanned above to prevent the main nerves and aorta from being cut.

The lying witch doctor was originally unconscious, but due to severe pain, he woke up from his coma.

Listening to the witch doctor whining in pain, the orcs guarding him couldn't help but feel worried and frightened.

They have never seen this scene before.

Holding your breath, being careful, you can only wait on the sidelines.

Anyway, the worst outcome for the witch doctor is to meet the beast god.

And this Shengling witch doctor has saved many orcs, so he may be a very powerful witch doctor.

If they can save the witch doctor, then the Minglu Clan can still be saved!

In fact, in a small tribe like the Minglu Tribe, no witch doctor should have been willing to stay, but the witch doctor's partner was the daughter of the leader of the Minglu Tribe, and the female was unwilling to leave the Minglu Tribe, so the witch doctor also joined.

Minglu tribe.

Otherwise, generally, witch doctors live in the Beast King City and large tribes.

After all, the resources and security in those places are much better than those of small tribes.

Countless small tribes disappear every year, either due to natural disasters, starvation, or at the hands of wild beasts and wandering orcs.

After Sheng Ling finished removing the rotten flesh, she began to carefully clean the wound with hot water.

But when his eyes fell on the somewhat thick rope, he couldn't help but frown.

At first glance, this rope is made of some plant roots.

Sheng Ling did not expect to be able to find fine ropes in a short time, after all, the conditions of the beast world were there.

I just asked anyway.

Sheng Ling, who originally had no hope, was planning to quickly draw silk to make a slightly thinner one, when suddenly a handful of colorful things like silk threads were handed to him.

Sheng Ling raised his head and Chen Heng felt a little uncomfortable.

He watched in the crowd for a long time, when Sheng Ling started to treat the wound.

"These are the hair of the Sharman tribe."

Sheng Ling did not hesitate, took the colorful silk thread, gently pulled it, and found that it was still slightly elastic.

This is much better than that hemp rope thing.

Quickly thread the needle.

Chen Heng couldn't help but rub his hands behind his back.

When the little female took the shark's hair just now, she touched his palm!

The fingers are soft, white and tender, just like...

Chen Heng's ears slowly turned red.

Surgery also takes time.

After everything was cleaned up, Sheng Ling couldn't help but break out in a thin layer of sweat.

Looking at the wound that was finally treated, Sheng Ling couldn't help but exhale.

I stood up, hesitated and squatted for a long time, and my legs were a little numb.

Sheng Ling calmed down for a while.

"Master Sheng Ling, Master Witch Doctor, is...is he okay?"

"Now the wound has undergone simple external treatment, and the rotten and suppurating flesh and blood have been cleaned away. But the witch doctor is still having a fever. In order to prevent infection and fever, and the wound becoming suppurative again, herbs will be used."

Sheng Ling's eyes fell on the witch doctor of Beast King City on the side.

It would be even more convenient if there are ready-made herbs.

The witch doctor of Beast King City quickly took out the big bag he was carrying and spread it on the ground.

After what Sheng Lingluo had just done, if his old friend was successfully treated, maybe he could shamelessly ask this witch doctor for advice.

Of course, he will pay accordingly.

Sheng Ling rummaged through the pile of things belonging to the witch doctor in Beast King City, smelled and smelled, and found several medicinal materials he needed.

But there are still two things missing.

After all, to be on the safe side, the person lying on the ground had to take it internally and externally.
Chapter completed!