Jiang Zhen is not a specialist doctor, he is even quite amateur. The things he has at hand are even more amateur.

This situation destined that he could not help too many people to sew the wounds.

When Jiang Zhen helped people to cut the wound, people died on the boat, and the main reason for those death was excessive blood loss.

Seeing the people around him die one by one, everyone was in a bad mood, and so was Jiang Zhen.

This ancient times was more dangerous than he thought.

Jiang Zhen clearly realized for the first time that he had to be more careful in the future. Otherwise... in this place where medical conditions are extremely poor, perhaps if he is not careful, he will lose his life.

Jiang Zhen was thinking this way, a crew member in his hand who needed him to stitch the wound was silently lost.

Jiang Zhen stopped his movements. He ignored the fact that his hands had been washed with white and foaming. He washed his hands twice with boiled water, and at the same time he began to look for Brother Zhao Jin in the crowd.

Brother Zhao Jin has always been very attached to him and is always inseparable from him. But now he doesn't know why he is not by his side...

Is it because of fear? Jiang Zhen looked around and found that many people were filled with fear when they looked at their expressions. At this moment, there were even a very small number of people who could stand by their side.

After all... he looked a bit bloody and terrible when he tinkered with other people's wounds.

Jiang Zhen glanced at him and saw that Brother Zhao Jin was helping clean the deck not far away.

Perhaps feeling his gaze, Brother Zhao Jin looked up at him. He seemed to want to smile, but probably because the atmosphere is too solemn, he did not laugh out loud, and he quickly lowered his head again.

Brother Zhao Jin's face was a little pale and looked a little tired, but nothing serious... Jiang Zhen felt relieved and was a little disappointed - Brother Zhao Jin... seemed a little scared? He dared not get close to him?

However, this was the first time he encountered such a thing, and it was normal for him to feel uncomfortable... Jiang Zhen calmed down and wanted to sew the wound on the next person, and then he was told that there was no one who needed to sew the wound.

The sun is getting bigger and bigger, and two hours have passed since the end of the battle in the early morning. How could those seriously injured people who were sentenced to death by Dr. Hu last for so long?

"You go and have a rest." Zheng Yi was a rare person who didn't dislike the bloody scene. He kept standing by and looking at Jiang Zhen. At this time, he looked at Jiang Zhen with complicated eyes.

Because three more people who had sutured the wound by Jiang Zhen died one after another, and only those who had little bleeding were still alive, the people on the ship still didn't think that Jiang Zhen could really save people until now.

But he clearly saw that those who had stitched the wounds had reduced bleeding a lot.

Maybe... Jiang Zhen can really save people if he does this.

Zheng Yi looked at Jiang Zhen as if he was looking at a treasure.

Jiang Zhen nodded. He was really too tired and needed a rest.

Jiang Zhen washed his hands again, and even drank water on his head to wash himself, then took off his coat and walked into the cabin in his pants.

Brother Zhao Jin was paying attention to Jiang Zhen, and then stopped what he was doing and followed.

Everyone who participated in the battle last night could go to rest. Before, Brother Zhao Jin didn't go to rest and helped outside just to wait for Jiang Zhen. Now he was leaving, and no one said anything.

"Jiang Zhen..." Brother Zhao Jin came to Jiang Zhen's side.

"Brother Jin, come on, let me lean on it." Jiang Zhen stretched out his hand to Brother Zhao Jin.

Brother Zhao Jin hurriedly supported Jiang Zhen, and as soon as he helped the person steady, he heard a burst of vomiting.

The person who vomited was the two maids around Zheng Yi.

The two maids followed Zheng Yi all the time, not injured, but were frightened by the bloody scene. The smell of blood made them feel even more uncomfortable. At this moment, they couldn't help but start to disgust.

But even if they are nauseated, they are still doing things - they are cleaning up the wounded in the cabin.

Brother Zhao Jin has been feeling very uncomfortable since the end of the battle. He always feels like he is stammering something and wants to vomit.

When Jiang Zhen stitched wounds on people before, he couldn't help but vomit when he saw the flesh and blood. He had even retching many times. It was because of this that he did not go to Jiang Zhen to help, and even avoided Jiang Zhen when Jiang Zhen was saving people.

Jiang Zhen was there to save people, but he vomited beside him. How bad is this?

After trying hard not to see the wounded, Brother Zhao Jin got much better. Although he still wanted to vomit, he could at least bear it. But when he heard the two maids being nauseated, he couldn't help but retching again.

"Brother Jin?" Jiang Zhen frowned and looked at Brother Zhao: "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine." Brother Zhao Jin: "It's just a little uncomfortable."

Brother Zhao Jin hasn't slept for a long time and hasn't eaten anything. He has seen a very bloody scene before... Jiang Zhen thought of his first murder, and he kept vomiting, so he comforted him: "It's okay, everything is over."

Brother Zhao Jin nodded, and just as he felt a little better, he saw a person being carried out from the cabin where the two maids vomited.

Someone died, and the man's death was a bit miserable. I guess the two maids couldn't stand this and wanted to vomit.

When Brother Zhao couldn't help but retching again.

When the situation was urgent, his symptoms were not that serious, but now he has relaxed and Jiang Zhen is by his side again... Brother Zhao Jin couldn't stop this retching.

"Brother Jin..."

"Jiang Zhen, I'm killing someone, I..." Zhao Jinge couldn't help but think of the bloody scenes before, and the vomiting that had been suppressed for a long time became increasingly uncontrollable.

This is a bit bad... Brother Zhao Jin was a little worried, worried that others would have opinions about him because of his vomiting, but he thought too much.

After coming back to his senses, there were many people who vomited like him.

When Brother Zhao Jin felt much better when he found out that he was not an alien, he couldn't help feeling distressed when Jiang Zhen saw him like this.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong.

He can actually let Brother Zhao stay in the village and wait for him, right? Whether it is farming or raising chickens and ducks, those are things that Brother Zhao likes to do. If Brother Zhao stays in Hexi Village, he will not have to encounter danger or trouble.

As for his opinion, what might be limited... he actually doesn't care, right?

He actually likes to see Brother Zhao Jin plotting for a few cents...

Jiang Zhen took Brother Zhao back to their cabin.

Brother Zhao Jin looked at it and finally got better and didn't retching anymore.

"Come on, drink some water." Jiang Zhen handed a glass of water to Brother Zhao Jin.

After Brother Zhao Jin drank the glass of water into his stomach, he finally relaxed: "I'm sorry... I'm useless." Brother Zhao Jin felt very embarrassed. His behavior seemed to be a bit embarrassing.

"You did a good job, where is it useless?" Jiang Zhen kissed Brother Zhao Jin.

Brother Zhao Jin wanted to smile, but he smelled blood again - whether it was him or Jiang Zhen, his body was covered with blood.

"Vomit..." Brother Zhao Jin started to retching again, but fortunately it was just retching.

When Jiang Zhen saw Brother Zhao Jin like this, he couldn't help feeling distressed: "Let's go take a shower and take a cleaner.

No one was in the mood to take a shower at this moment, and the bathroom was very quiet, so it was asked by Brother Zhao and Jiang Zhen to wash themselves clean. Then, the two of them went to the kitchen again.

The young man who was in charge of scooping vegetables for people before became one of the kitchen chefs after his father passed away and is now making porridge.

He looked at Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jinge with his swollen eyes and said, "There is porridge in the pot and pickles over there."

There were soft white rice porridge rolling in the iron pot, and there were a few basins on the table not far away, with pickled cucumber pickles, which were for people to eat.

Jiang Zhen was going to serve the porridge, but was stopped by Brother Zhao Jin. Brother Zhao quickly served two bowls of porridge and brought some pickles for Jiang Zhen.

Before, Brother Zhao Jin had always wanted to vomit, felt uncomfortable, and could not even feel hungry, but now he saw the hot white rice porridge, but he felt hungry and started eating quickly at the same time.

"For you." After halfway through Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jin Ge, the young man who cooked the porridge suddenly came over and gave them an egg.

"Thank you." The boy said to Jiang Zhen again, and then sat back silently with red and swollen eyes.

His father would fall off the deck and fall into the river before, in order to save him.

If Jiang Zhen hadn't taken action later and the water bandits retreated, he would have died.

Jiang Zhen paused, peeled the eggs and put them into Brother Zhao Jin's bowl.

"You eat too." Brother Zhao Jin wanted to give the egg to Jiang Zhen.

"This way, you eat egg yolks, I eat egg yolks." Jiang Zhen said. He had discovered that compared to egg whites, Zhao Jin Ge prefers egg yolks.

And he is the opposite... the egg yolk is dry. If it weren't for the egg white outside, he would probably not be able to eat it.

Brother Zhao Jin also knew this and separated the eggs and gave them to Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen ate the egg white in one bite and then went to drink the porridge. However, Brother Zhao Jin did not eat the egg yolk until he finished drinking the porridge, and then put the egg yolk in his mouth and started to eat it with satisfaction.

When Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jin Ge finished their meal and were about to leave, they saw Wang Haisheng and others.

"Boss." Seeing Jiang Zhen, Wang Haisheng and the others greeted each other.

"You guys come to have a meal?"

"Yes, we come to have a meal and we have to bring some food to the wounded." Wang Haisheng said.

"Yes." Jiang Zhen nodded and said, "Please pay attention to cleaning. All the water used for the wounded these days must be boiled." At this time, people dare to drink it directly after carrying water in the river, and even if they take a bath, they will not boil the water, which is easy to cause infection.

Jiang Zhen had already reminded this before, but this time he still emphasized it again.

"Don't worry, boss, we've all done it." Wang Haisheng said, his expression hesitated a little more.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhen asked.

"It was when we listened to you, boss, and followed your method to take care of those who had cut wounds. As a result, Lu Da threw all the wounded to us to take care of." Wang Haisheng said.

There were many wounded people on the ship, and there was no unnecessary man to take care of the seriously injured. Wang Haisheng and others still had many requests... Lu Da was dissatisfied and simply threw all the wounded people to Jiang Zhen's men to take care of them.

"Can you take care of me?" Jiang Zhen asked.

"No problem!" Wang Haisheng said. In fact, they are still quite willing to take care of the wounded...

Those people were saved by their boss, so they must be taken care of. But they couldn't be saved and killed by others after finally saving them.
To be continued...