Chapter 57: Rescue the wounded and rescue the dying
Just when Ling Yi was instilling chicken soup for the soul to a group of senior blacksmith veterans in the military industrial camp, a figure trotted from a distance towards the forging area where Ling Yi and others were.
"...Brother Ling, your sword is finished. According to the regulations in the camp, you can rest for the next month. Do you want to focus more on martial arts training?"
At the finished product delivery office in the forging area, Brother Xue began to persuade Ling Yi as he handed the sword to the inspector. He knew that Ling Yi’s martial spirit was the standard useless martial spirit "Blue Silver Grass", and his soul power was only level 11.
A little more, compared to their old brothers, Ling Yi's strength is still a little bit behind.
In the military, even in military industrial camps, a place where craftsmanship is important, the pursuit and support of strength has never weakened.
For example, the two brothers of the Shi family, because of their soul-level strength, even though they are high-level blacksmiths like them, they have their own titles, so they are naturally more noble than them.
You must know that although the weapons and armors forged seven hundred times are stronger than those forged five hundred times, they have not reached the qualitative difference. In terms of the level of the blacksmith, there is naturally no improvement in class, but in the military industrial camp, those two
They are all the privileged class!
Therefore, after Ling Yi entered the camp for a month, he spent every day not in the military medical camp, consulting with the four non-soul master military doctors on pharmacology and medical knowledge, and discussing with several healing soul masters about their experiences in using healing soul skills.
I just ran to the military industrial camp, and together with these big guys, I picked up a hammer and forged weapons. It seemed that I didn’t have much time to spend on soul power cultivation, so I couldn’t help but start persuading.
Being able to say this, it is obvious that Ling Yi has truly regarded Ling Yi as his friend and brother in Brother Xue's heart.
"Thank you, Brother Xue, for your advice. I will indeed devote more time to the cultivation of soul power~"
Faced with Brother Xue's reminder, Ling Yi followed suit and did not tell the other party that in the past month, he had planted "Blue Silver Grass" inside and outside his tent, and alternated between soul training and deep sleep every night.
As a result, their cultivation efficiency will be very high for most of the day.
"Brother Yi~Brother Yi~~"
At this moment, a soft call came out and fell into the ears of Ling Yi and others.
Xun Sheng looked around, and a young man with long arms and legs came into view. Ling Yi's eyes flashed slightly, and he guessed something in his mind. He immediately turned to face Brother Xue and others beside him, cupped his fists and said: "Brother Xue, Brother Li
, Brother Quan... It seems that there are wounded people coming to the military medical camp, so I will leave first——"
As soon as the sound fell, Ling Yi nodded to Xue, Li and others, and waved to the person who came, namely Tang San. Amidst the farewells of Xue, Li and others, he stepped forward to greet him.
"Third brother~" Ling Yi came a few steps away from Tang San. Without stopping, he asked first: "But there are more wounded people coming over there?"
"That's right!" Tang San panted slightly and responded in a rough voice: "There are quite a few people this time. We have all come out from the third battalion, and you are the only one missing——"
After hearing this, Ling Yi's feet immediately became a little faster, and he ran out together with Tang San who turned around.
As Tang San ran, he twisted his body and waved to Brother Xue and others behind him.
In the past month, thanks to Ling Yi's connection, the Third Military Medical Battalion and the Military Industrial Battalion, which had not had much contact with each other before, have become familiar with each other, to the point where they smile and say hello when they meet.
That is to say, the people in the first battalion of military doctors were aloof and did not go out to interact with ordinary people very much. The second battalion followed suit and looked at ordinary people and blacksmiths with a certain amount of arrogance. After Ling Yi tested it, he did not continue to waste time.
It’s hard work.
Regardless of whether there are one or two of these blacksmiths, their soul power level is not lower than that of the healing soul masters in the Second Military Medical Battalion. In terms of combat effectiveness, they are even better as they wield hammers all year round, but they still cannot escape the contempt of Douluo Continent.
Chain.
Similarly, due to his low strength, Ling Yi's words are ultimately not persuasive enough in front of those healing soul masters who have strong cognitions and are currently stronger than him.
On Douluo Continent, not every soul master will have the same attitude towards ordinary people as Yan Bin, the deacon of Wuhun Palace, and Lu Yi, the senior deacon.
Similarly, not everyone in [Martial Soul Hall] has the same style and attitude as Yan Bin and Lu Yi.
For ordinary people, just being ‘not bad’ is already a great kindness.
The military industrial camp is not far from the military medical camp. After all, both are managed by the Logistics Department, and they are only seven or eight hundred meters apart.
After a while, the tents of the military medical camp appeared in the eyes of Ling Yi and the two of them.
I quickly approached and saw the injured casually sitting on the ground, waiting for treatment.
The injuries of these wounded people are serious, but they are not life-threatening. Each of them has broken arms and legs, but they look terrible.
Well, in Ling Yi's previous life, a broken arm or leg was a serious disability, but in this world with extraordinary power, as long as the treatment is timely and the healer's strength is not too inferior, then it is not a big problem. p>
"Ayi~Xiaosan~"
Seeing the figures of Ling Yi and Tang San, a middle-aged man holding a white cane, while maintaining the cane in his hand to emit white light, illuminating the injured in front of him, said:
"Old rules, you quickly correct and fix the broken or misplaced arms and legs first, and then Ayi takes over and uses your soul skills on the wounded after the soul power of us has been exhausted..."<
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It’s not that the middle-aged man made things difficult for Ling Yi and asked him to do more work, even non-soul master work.
These are all what Ling Yi himself has requested in the past month.
At the beginning, both the middle-aged man and the others who were soul masters, as well as the four non-soul masters on Tang San's side, were all puzzled by this, but after a month, everyone was used to it. Anyway, Ling Yi's image in the eyes of these colleagues is still quite positive after getting along with him for a month.
It has to be said that when such a person appears around you, no matter what your attitude is at the beginning, as you get along and get in touch, you will quickly accept the other person, and the relationship will become more friendly.
Who doesn’t want to have more contact with a person full of positive energy?
And Ling Yi is such a person!
And, do it better than this!
Ling Yi nodded in agreement immediately, and then together with Tang San, they came to a wounded person and raised their hands to check the injured area.
Ling Yi's right elbow was dislocated and dislocated, as well as his right shoulder and left leg's knee joints were severely bruised and bruised.
After exchanging a few words in a low voice, while the other party's attention was distracted, Ling Yi used the technique he learned from Tang San next to him, and successfully reset the injured man's elbow in an instant.
Compared with Tang San next to him who was rough and rough, Ling Yi was more delicate here, giving people a feeling that he was better than his predecessor.
This is mainly due to Ling Yi's strong mental power and observation ability, which can accurately control the situation of the injury and the strength of his own attack.
As he walked towards the next wounded person, Ling Yi also understood the reason why there were so many wounded people this time.
It wasn't a spirit beast riot, nor was it that some enemy army appeared and fought with them.
But from the [Tian Dou Empire], a team of soul masters came to enter the "Ice Forest" to hunt some kind of soul beast for a young master.
And that young master suddenly wanted to visit one of the five major military headquarters of [Shuimu Principality].
Therefore, the leader of the Cold Wind Camp, Song Yao, Marquis of Cedar, arranged a military exercise to entertain the young master...
In fact, in the military camp, these are just strong ordinary soldiers who will practice every now and then. They conduct small team combat exercises every half month and hold a thousand-person military exercise every three months.
Therefore, injuries and other injuries are not surprising, but rather commonplace.
But this time, Ling Yi clearly felt the depression in every wounded person's mood.
Ling Yi felt that in addition to treating the physical injuries of these wounded people, he should do something to 'rescue' their souls.
It's just that the degree of this needs to be carefully controlled to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
We are all at the bottom, so it is normal for us to have a good relationship, but we will never form cliques or buy people's hearts or anything like that, right~