There are still many wounded, and they are coming one after another.
The Tsing Yi Guards could rest for a while, but Feng Yin kept moving, boiling the medicine and tentatively adjusting the power of the Spirit Transformation Sutra.
He tentatively spread the spiritual power evenly in the medicinal soup, but the effect was completely lost. Fengyin felt a little frustrated, but he also understood another thing. It seems that this thing must be balled into balls to be able to survive for a period of time.
time?
As for why it can be stored after being rolled into balls?
Feng Yin can't figure this problem out, but there's no need to figure it out now. If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it. Why don't you just roll it into a ball in the future?
It's too late, it's too soon...
Dust was flying in the distance, and another large group of people came.
In front of me, a person in green clothes fluttered in the sky, and he was in front of me in an instant. It was not why he had to go, but who he was.
Behind him, Wu Tiejun rushed forward wildly, pulling him back a long way and making him covered in sweat.
"Mr. Feng, I'm afraid I'm going to really trouble you this time."
Why should he smile so warmly? He had just experienced a big battle, but there was no chill in his body at all. He was clean and refreshing, and his smile was gentle.
"Have you ever touched the Qi?" Feng Yin frowned. As he continued to practice the Spirit Transformation Sutra, he became more and more sensitive to the Qi machine.
"My injury doesn't matter." He said.
In just two sentences, Wu Tiejun rushed over with sweating profusely and asked nervously: "Brother Feng, how are my injured brothers before..."
Speaking of the last few words, my voice was already trembling a bit.
Obviously, Wu Tiejun knew very well that those people were ambushed earlier and were extremely seriously injured. I am afraid that there is no hope for a dozen of them.
Even though he has been through battles for a long time, even though he knows that those people's efforts are rewarded, even though he has long understood the truth that one general's success can lead to ten thousand bones, but when things come to a close, even though he knows that there is little hope, he still doesn't want to hear the bad news.
I always look forward to a contingency: Mr. Feng’s magical method has cured everything!
Even though I knew in my heart that this was impossible - Huh?
"They are all alive. There is no danger to their lives. You are retreating with your army. It's over. How many wounded are there? Let me know something?" Feng Yin asked in a deep voice.
"All alive? All... all alive!!!"
Wu Tiejun exclaimed, his face full of shock, and he almost suspected that he was hallucinating.
He stammered: "Really, everyone...is still alive?"
His voice was extremely soft, and his face looked so nervous that it almost stiffened.
"Alive! No one died!"
Feng Yin nodded affirmatively.
“Oooh!!”
Wu Tiejun was immediately overjoyed. He grinned and laughed, completely ignoring Feng Yin's questions. He slapped Fei Xinyu, who was covered with wounds, and said with excitement, "Everyone is alive, everyone is alive."
It’s okay, did you hear it? Did you hear it!”
Fei Xinyu trembled all over, almost fainting from the pain, and suddenly cursed: "Can you please stop slapping my wounds with these two strokes? Damn it, everyone else is still alive, I will be killed by these two strokes... Really
Mother Te is unlucky, those flying eagles and black feathers are all trying their best to greet me, and I didn't even bother to kill their ancestors, nor dig up their ancestors' graves... What did they do to me? They are all really sick!"
Why bother to open your eyes and look at the sky?
Why are the enemies trying their best to greet you? Don't you have any clues in your heart?
Wu Tiejun was ecstatic, almost jumping up and down, but when he was at his most excited, suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered something...
So he straightened his body, his spiritual energy surged, and with a pop, the dust all over his body was shaken clean. He quickly and habitually straightened his hat, floated his ribbon, straightened his collar, neatly buttoned, and smoothed out wrinkles...
Finally, the two feet were put together and a pair of shoes became clean.
The joy on the face disappeared without a trace, and the face was expressionless, old-fashioned and serious.
Suddenly he became majestic and tidy, not angry and intimidating, with a serious face and a selfless face.
What a team member in Rainbow Tsing Yi!
With his hands behind his back and full of official authority, Shi Shiran stepped into the door, walking calmly and bearing an air of dignity, obviously going to visit his injured brothers...
Immediately, Wu Tiejun's majestic and reserved voice came from inside: "Brothers, are everything okay? Well, well, let's all take a good rest. Daqin needs you, the country needs you..."
"This... is really sick."
The muscles on He Biqu's face twitched, and he looked at Wu Tiejun's back, speechless.
Apparently, his evaluation of his subordinates has been going up and down for a while!
Fei Xinyu looked at Wu Tiejun's back and murmured a curse: "I don't know which of his ancestors inherited this pretense problem... It's true that a sow likes to scratch her butt. I'm addicted to pretending.
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"He Lao, you always understand people and know what is important and what is serious. Tell me the truth. How many people do you estimate will be in the next batch of injured?" Feng Yin asked.
"There have to be hundreds of people anyway." He Biwen sighed: "This is not counting the army... Including the army, there are probably three hundred people."
"There are so many more?"
Feng Yin was startled: "Then I definitely don't have enough medicine here; I haven't had so many injured here in a year, and my reserves here are running low."
"I'll let someone buy it, and you'll be responsible for concentrating on preparing the medicine!"
Why bother to wave his hand: "Whatever you need, just tell me, don't be polite."
"I have a list here. By the way, I am a medical practitioner who believes that good medicine tastes bitter, so the more Coptis chinensis the better. If it is convenient, please help me purchase some more."
"No problem, no problem at all."
"Wu Tiejun!"
"arrive!"
Why bother to give an order and send Wu Tiejun, who was seriously visiting his injured subordinate, to go out to work like a galloping horse that has escaped the reins?
"Go quickly!"
"Finally we got this guy away."
Why bother and felt relieved.
Wu Tiejun from afar was shouting: "Sir, I have no money."
"Go borrow it!"
Why bother to roar and immediately want to hang yourself? You said you have no money in front of so many people, where can I put my face?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "There is no place to borrow it!"
Wu Tiejun continued to yell.
He was helpless. All the people I could borrow money from were lying in the hospital. Who do you want me to borrow from?
"You go and grab it!"
Why bother when the anger is already spewing out of your forehead.
"Your Majesty, what you said is wrong..."
Wu Tiejun shouted from a distance.
Clang!
Why bother to pull out the knife and rush forward!
No one can stop me, I will kill him today!
When Wu Tiejun saw that something was not going well, he turned around and ran away quickly.
Why bother with a dark face, a long knife in hand, which has not been sheathed for a long time. His eyes are wandering around, ready to find someone to vent his anger.
Murderous.
Fei Xinyu crept in close to the wall, not daring to say a word. She held her buttocks between her legs, not even daring to fart.
He was sure that if he opened his mouth at this time, the knife would fall on him.
This is something that is unquestionable and unquestionable.
As for swearing... I never curse anyone!
Never have a bad mouth!
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The wounded arrived quickly, and a total of 1,780 people were sent over; then the wounded from the military also arrived one after another.
He also brought a large gift from General Ma Qiange, saying it was for Feng Langzhong, and if he didn't accept it, he would be looking down on him.
How could Fengyin look down on General Ma?
So I accepted it happily.
Most of the injured suffered external injuries. Although there were only a few internal injuries, the hidden dangers for those who suffered internal injuries were extremely serious. Judging from past experience, even if they were lucky enough to survive, it would be difficult to make any progress in the future of martial arts, or even their strength would decline significantly.
One's own family knows its own affairs best, and those who suffer from such wounds all have a gloomy and dull complexion.
Everyone in Tsing Yi who could move came to help. They were quick and experienced. In an instant, several huge tents were erected around the hospital, and several rows of hospital beds were installed along the wall.
Feng Yin began to boil medicine again, but he had run out of the medicinal materials that were relatively effective for trauma.
We can only rely on everyone to collect medicines to treat injuries for the time being. Fortunately, we are all warriors. Not to mention constant trauma every day, everyone has a lot of medicine with them in case of emergencies.
For those who suffered internal injuries, Feng Yin, who had gained experience, took out black balls one by one to help stabilize their injuries.
Why bother looking at it with a look of doubt and heartache.
"This...is that medicine?"
"How can it be?"
Feng Yin said: "These are the ones I tried unsuccessfully before... The medicine is effective, but compared with the one you took, it is more than ten times different. The purpose is to stimulate the life potential of the person who takes the medicine, so that the life force will not be exhausted.
, the principle of continuous vitality, temporarily suspending a breath of vitality, keeping the fire of life alive, and continuously suspending the source, but it is not very effective in recovering injuries. For subsequent recuperation, everyone needs to go back and use various heavenly materials and earthly treasures to heal themselves.
To put it bluntly, it sounds a bit like the medicine of a tiger or a wolf..."
Why bother nodding your head to see if there is any left? Just take one yourself and try the effect.
Sure enough, the efficacy of the medicine was more than ten times worse than the previous one.
I can only feel a little bit of my old injuries, but the effect of the medicine is gone.
I couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity. Although it is a good medicine, it is almost useless after all."
This is an intuitive reflection of how easy it is to go from frugality to luxury, and how difficult it is to go from luxury back to simplicity. In the past, any medicine that could have a little effect on why we should treat the disease was a miracle medicine, and it was extremely rare. However,
Compared with the previous elixir, it is meaningless to have a slight feeling.
Feng Yin also looked frustrated: "It's not just a pity, it's simply too different. The biggest problem now is, which link is the problem? I still can't find it, and I have nowhere to start!"
Why bother? The knowledge of medicine and medicine is limited to the self-knowledge of a warrior. The rest is almost as good as not knowing anything about it.
But I still know the saying that a slight difference can lead to a mistake of a thousand miles.
He couldn't help but comforted him repeatedly: "Take your time, take your time, you can't rush this kind of thing, haste makes waste. You are still young now, and if you live a successful life, you will be able to fully understand the true secret of the elixir passed down from your family."
Seeing that a group of subordinates and more than 50 injured soldiers had stabilized their injuries to varying degrees, and no one had any adverse reactions, why bother to let out a long sigh of relief.
"Brother Feng, thank you very much!"
Why bother saying it with emotion and solemnity?
The previous Mr. Feng also took a step further and became Brother Feng.
"It is natural for a doctor to help the world. The medical field is broad and helps the sick."
Feng Yin smiled: "Finally, I have fulfilled my mission and can do my best for these soldiers who fought for the country. I hope that the heroes will see their heads grow old, and I don't want the soldiers who fought for the country to end in gloom."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart, and said with emotion: "These soldiers should all make great contributions and leave their names in history! They can live up to this sincere heart."
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[I fell while running this morning, but I didn’t fall. However, I slipped into someone’s fitness dance team and almost got into my crotch. I was disgraced. The old man patted my belly and said, come and dance together.]