"Medical solvent made from silver dragon grass and moonlight petals, plus 15% iodized salt, is evenly applied near the wound to stop bleeding and analgesia; then remove the wingtips of the Atili butterfly
Dilute the powder with water, dissolve in the neutralizing active agent and let it sit for half a minute, then inject it into the skin through a syringe.
Next, it can enhance blood vessel activity and speed up the body's self-healing speed; finally, with the same intensity as "stroking a cat's belly", gently wrap the bandage made of silver silk and fairy vines around the wound three times in a diagonal cross method.
Tie a tight knot and the wound treatment is complete!"
The little pink-haired girl breathed out a sigh of relief, quietly wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said to the wounded person in front of her with a serious face: "In order to heal the wound well, you cannot do too strenuous activities in the next half month.
, you should not eat a lot of meat, and try to control the food intake at each meal to a half-full level; also, drink more water, urinate frequently, and the most important thing is to maintain a good work and rest..."
Regina looked at the little person in front of her trying to act like an adult, but because she was very unskilled, her tone sounded dry, and she couldn't help but want to laugh. But she controlled herself very well.
He only had a smile at the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly to her: "I understand, thank you, little doctor."
"I don't think it's necessary to add the word 'small'."
The pink-haired little girl said with a deep expression: "Doctors do not care about age, and the injured patient does not matter whether they are high or low. This is what Sister Shesta told me."
This time Regina finally couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud. After laughing, she reached out her hand and gently rubbed the little girl's head. The touch was warm and soft, like spring.
Like a blooming flower. Although, since becoming a member of the Ashes Guerrilla, day and night
After being active in the gloomy and bleak black forest, Regina has never seen spring flowers again. But today, a group of strangers from afar, like messengers of gods descending from the sky in ancient legends, not only bring spring flowers
and flowers, also bring precious hope.
"Thank you, Metien." She said sincerely: "You are a very powerful doctor. My companions, I leave it to you."
Her solemn look made the pink-haired little girl panic. This warm and sincere compliment also made Medien, who was practicing the art of a doctor for the first time, feel a wave of warmth rush to her cheeks. She pressed her hands tightly on her waist.
He looked very cute and said, "I, I'm not that good, I still need to continue practicing!"
After saying that, she said, "Then I'm going to help others with their treatment," and hurriedly left the cabin, as if she was running away. Regina burst into laughter and murmured to herself: "Really, that's what happened.
I look like a big monster. But if it were her, she should be able to become good friends with Mitch and the others, right?"
friend.
What a luxurious word.
It was so luxurious that when Regina said it, she couldn't help but feel as if she had been away from another world, as if she had forgotten it for too long and felt strange about it. In this dark and barren black forest, there is no peace, no
There is no beautiful childhood in friendship, there is only fighting, running away, killing and being killed.
Regina put down her clothes and put on her cotton coat and leather armor to cover the wound on her abdomen. It was an injury caused by a magic knight's gun when she was covering the retreat of her comrades in the last battle.
Although it was only a narrow miss, the magic-contained bullets did not need to hit the enemy directly, but could also cause damage to the enemy by releasing a violent flow of magic power. The final result was Regina's narrow miss.
She survived, but a scar at least as long as a palm was left on her abdomen. But she kept this secret from her comrades and gave the medicines to other wounded people first, while she relied on the body and perseverance of Sequence 6 to hold on.
It wasn't until the little girl named Metien came to treat everyone just now that he saw at a glance that her wounds were more serious than the others, so he forcefully asked her to receive treatment first.
To be honest, the little girl who looked soft and frail in appearance was so powerful that she was so frightened that Regina didn't dare to object, so she could only accept the treatment honestly.
After putting on the equipment, the heavy feeling made Regina feel at ease. Although Medien deliberately mentioned in the doctor's instructions that she should not engage in too strenuous activities, this level of weight was not enough for Regina.
It's nothing. And only this feeling of being protected can give her some sense of security.
Although from a practical point of view, this level of protection is basically equivalent to no protection against the magic guns and magic cannons of the Axis forces. But sometimes, psychological security is better than physical security.
A sense of security is more important. This is a truth that can only be understood by those who have engraved the smoke of the battlefield in their bones.
After walking out of the wooden house, Regina saw the wounded in the team lying on the grass in twos and threes to rest, or leaning on each other, chatting to relax. A dozen fluffy white rabbits were jumping around in the crowd, offering support to them.
Send water and food. If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that this fairy-tale scene would appear in Youyou?
What about the dark and terrifying depths of the Black Forest? According to the residents of the Ansers area, this forest has always been synonymous with weirdness and charisma. It is the soil where sin and conspiracy breed. Only smugglers who deserve to be hanged are desperate.
Only the poor and vicious cultists dare to go deep inside and associate with the cold and evil ash creatures.
Under the constant propaganda of the Axis Powers, perhaps the Ash Guerrillas have become a member that people need to fear? Although, Regina never felt that she was on the wrong path.
Madien carried the medical kit made for her by the landlady, and like an industrious little bee, she shuttled back and forth among the wounded, always able to accurately identify who was more seriously injured and who needed priority treatment. Behind her were others.
Following a strange team, including a lamb, vampires and traveler fairies on the sheep's back, and a long list of strange magical plants. Whenever the pink-haired little boy
When the girl stopped to treat the wounded, these magical plants would gather around the wounded and whisper, "It's such a serious injury," "It's hopeless," "I think amputation is the most appropriate treatment," or "What are we doing for you?"
How about he played "Elegy" by Master Abbott?" The wounded man turned pale, sweating profusely, and thought he was hopeless.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then the pink-haired little girl will turn around and glare at them fiercely, making these guys who like to talk nonsense stand at attention and stay silent, not daring to talk nonsense anymore. Just like Rui
As Gina said before, she looks soft and frail on the outside, but is very powerful when she is serious. She will definitely become a great doctor in the future, although she is still very unskilled now.
The unskilled here does not refer to techniques, techniques or the amount of medicine used. In fact, the pink-haired little girl is incredibly skilled in the basic skills of these doctors, as if she has already experienced high-intensity training that is not suitable for her age.
As for knowing every step well, it is obvious that she has never applied the experience she learned on paper to actual practice in the past, so the way she handles it is a bit rigid.
At a glance, whether it is the amount of medicine or the method of wrapping bandages, they must strictly follow the rules taught in the book. Even while treating the wounded, he kept talking about the meaning of each step and the ingredients of each medicine, just like
It was just like trying to make the injured feel at ease. But in fact, if she said nothing, the effect might be better. After all, everyone could see how nervous and cautious she was now.
However, no one would hate such a serious and hard-working girl. Some uninjured members even volunteered to assist her in her work. Soldiers who have experienced more than three wars without dying have more or less mastery of some skills.
With knowledge of first aid and nursing, the pink-haired little girl was not polite. She naturally commanded the members of the Ashes Guerrillas, distributing medicines, asking about injuries, and comforting their emotions... as if she had done this all the time.
On the other hand, the two companions who came with her and kept saying that they wanted to "protect Metien" seemed a little sensitive. No matter who wanted to get close to the pink-haired little girl, the vampire girl with white hair and red eyes would use a majestic and cold look.
, look up and down,
It always made people feel scared; and the petite traveler fairy was even more vigilant, looking around, even the sound of a gust of wind in the forest would make her tighten her little face and startle her.
The first look makes people laugh.
Speaking of which, the combination of humans, traveler elves, vampires, and even magical plants is so rare. When Regina saw them for the first time, she thought for a long time and couldn't figure out how these races could be possible.
Mixed together? How did they make the barren and barren land of ashes glow with natural vitality?
?And, what is the purpose of their coming here? If it is to preach, now is the right time, but so far, Regina has not seen the Pastor Ringer that Brother Carson mentioned. It is impossible.
Is Metien the one in charge of preaching? She looks so young, how could she take on such an important responsibility?
These travelers with mysterious origins seem to be shrouded in an incredible fog, making it difficult to see through.
In times of crisis, it is certainly a good thing to receive kind help; but if this kind of kindness does not expect anything in return - or in other words, does not expect immediate reward, it will make people uneasy.
Regina let out a breath and quickly put these things behind her, not because they were unimportant, but because thinking too much would not help the current situation. There will always be a way, she thought,
Just trust Brother Carson's judgment. In the past six years, they have been going through this. There has never been a moment of doubt. If they had doubted, they would not be where they are today. If we say that in An, where the gods have left,
If there is anyone else in the Ses area who is worthy of everyone's trust and expectation, it must be him.
The Eagle of Ash Hill, the proudest heart born from the ashes of the earth, the flag of the Suarei people.
Never fall.
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At the same time, inside Tianxin Church.
"I have asked my companions to make arrangements. Water, food, medicine, and the supplies you need will be sent to you immediately. The wounded are also receiving effective treatment. If there are other needs, please feel free to mention them. I will not
I guarantee that I will be able to do it, but I will try my best to be satisfied.”
Ringer said to Carson Berg who had returned. After getting the young man's promise, the latter returned to the team without stopping and announced the good news to his companions. However, out of cautious considerations, they did not
He did not choose to enter the range of Cloud Whale Sky Island, but went to a place farther away.
That open space - that is, the No. 11 stronghold belonging to the Ashes Guerrilla, is temporarily stationed for repairs. Of course, Linge can understand this. He does not expect to gain trust through temporary goodwill. The relationship between people
, depends on every pair of sincere helping hands and every effective communication.
Now that a helping hand has been extended, it is communication's turn to play its role. Based on the brief contact just now, Ringer judged that Mr. Carson Berg was not a difficult person to communicate with. He was calm, calm, and
He is calm and at the same time brave and careful. He cares more about the situation of his companions than his own safety. A person like this undoubtedly meets the most basic and important characteristics of the protagonists in the chivalrous novels of the Middle Ages: bold and generous.
, value justice over death, and repay kindness.
"Thank you for your generous help, Pastor Ringo."
Carson Berg put his left hand on his forehead, drew a circle with his right hand on his heart, and solemnly saluted the young man. It was a religious etiquette. Generally speaking, when a believer bows to someone other than God,
When the target presents this gift, it means the highest degree of recognition and admiration. If you just return the materials that belong to the Ashes Guerrilla to the original owner, it naturally does not deserve this level of gratitude. But in reality
The supplies stored in Stronghold No. 11 alone were not enough to restore the strength of this team that had just experienced a fierce battle, so Pastor Linge also donated an additional batch of supplies in the name of Tianxin Church, and even sent a team
A nun with professional medical knowledge - although she seems a bit young, she is better than nothing - this is the real reason why Carson Berg is grateful.
It's just that the young man still doesn't know which god Mr. Carson believes in. At least, the gestures and movements of this prayer do not belong to any of the animist sects he is familiar with.
Since there is no violent interference from the alliance of religious groups, the religious environment in the Eastern Continent is much more complicated than that in the Western Continent. In some areas, even the Evil God Church can dominate the market. Speaking of which, when we first met, Carson Berg was serious and vigilant.
His reaction is to regard himself as a cultist with evil intentions, right?
Ringer realized this belatedly.
"However," after saluting and thanking him, a bitter smile appeared on the Gray Hill Eagle's face: "I sincerely hope that you can finish your words in one go next time, at least... don't let me be punished a second time.
Frightened. This heart has not wavered even when faced with the artillery fire of the invaders——"
He pointed to his heart and said in a complicated tone, "But just now I could hardly feel its existence."
"Yeah."
Pastor Ringer blinked his eyes, his pure and transparent golden pupils filled with doubts and thoughts: "I thought you would think I was humorous."