Chapter 164 Sacrifice one’s life for righteousness Angel Lang’s battlefield civil blood therapy small class (please subscribe)
After some inspections, Bailang confirmed that the opponent's injury was very serious. It was no longer an 'ordinary injury' that could be healed by blood bottles in the ordinary sense. Therefore, his team members consumed all the 'potions' and could only barely manage.
Prevent the injury from worsening.
There was a scratch on the captain's chest that was close to disemboweling him; there were bite marks at the junction between his shoulder and neck, and his shoulder blades had been shattered. The two wounds were not only serious, but were also 'infected' by the werewolf virus.
In the words of my eighth mother-in-law's bloodline, the 'bloodline purity' has been contaminated and has begun to deviate. Ordinary treatment methods are no longer effective, which is an abnormal negative state.
In this world, you don't become a werewolf if you are bitten by a werewolf. Ordinary people who are bitten by Osborn Industries' radioactive spiders will only end up dying instead of becoming Spider-Man.
The captain's situation is the same... He simply hasn't strengthened his bloodline, and is being eroded little by little as a human being, slowly weakening and dying; if he strengthens the hostile bloodline that conflicts with the 'werewolf', this erosion infection
It will be more violent, and the death will be faster, more miserable and more painful.
After hearing Bai Lang's analysis and explanation, the female contractor turned pale and begged: "You must save him, right? You must save the captain!"
"Don't worry, I will do my best~!"
Doctor Bai nodded solemnly, and before he finished speaking, when everyone was caught off guard, he thrust a screwdriver with a flash of cold light into the captain's heart and lungs with lightning speed.
His arm strength is strong, and you can clearly see the outline of the muscles in his forearm. As the last word "的" was shouted with an accent, he exerted force on his right hand and heard a "puff" sound!
The thin and long Phillips screwdriver penetrated all the barriers and penetrated deep into the chest, leaving only a handle.
Black blood spurted out like a small fountain.
"Ahhh...ah!"
The comatose captain was awakened by the pain! His eyes widened, and his bloodshot eyeballs stared at Bailang. He couldn't help coughing up blood, vomiting blood...
The moved expression didn't last for half a minute before the female team member turned into shock, fear, and rage after being deceived. Then like a furious lioness, she stared at Bailang ferociously and asked: "You are a sanctimonious liar.
!Why do you want to kill?!"
While she was speaking, she had already grabbed the weapon at her side and was about to kill Bai Lang, who did not reply to her. She still carefully pulled out the screwdriver and inserted it back in. She was having fun and had no intention of resisting.
"etc!"
Another companion who brought Lang in suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him. He realized that Bai Lang's calmness did not seem to be fake. If he was really seeking revenge, he would never be so calm. He seemed to be using a pump to inflate the tires. He put the screwdriver in the captain's hand.
The chest was poked and stirred... "Look carefully!"
After being yelled at by her companion, the female contractor calmed down a little. When she looked again, her eyes showed surprise: "Is this...?"
She showed doubts at first, and then said in shock: "The captain is not dead?!"
At this moment, the captain's expression had changed from pain to relief. Although he was pierced by a screwdriver and then inserted again and again, and his eyes were bleeding to death, it looked particularly terrifying under the weak light of this dim and confined space. But
His breath has returned to calmness, and he feels a little bit enjoying himself?
"Hmph! It's rare but strange. This is bloodletting therapy!"
Bai Lang, who had a knife on his neck, did not panic at all, as if he was not the one who was threatened. He still concentrated on pulling out the screwdriver and continued to poke holes in the captain's body.
Puff! Puff!
He pierced one place after another, and blood flowed out uncontrollably: "The world is ignorant! They are full of misunderstandings and prejudices about my profession. I thought that as contractors, you would be well-informed and have high opinions.
Unexpectedly... you don't even have this simple medical common sense! Why are you still standing there? Do you want to kill me! Do you still want him to live? "
The miracle doctor Lang glared at the female contractor, who immediately took back the long knife and lowered her head to admit her mistake.
Next to them, there were two contractors from another team watching the whole process. They had no friendship with the temporary team, but they were also included in Bailang's scorn and they suddenly became uneasy and argued in their hearts:
'Hey, hey, hey! Bloodletting therapy does not belong to the scope of medical common sense at all, right? Is this common sense to you at that time? Was it the medical profession in Mercury Continent (Europe before the 18th century) 100 years ago? Why is it even
We despise it together?!'
After some blind poking by G2, Bailang released the poisonous blood contaminated by the 'werewolf virus' in the captain's body, and then showed a solemn expression.
The male team member immediately asked: "Doctor, how is it? Can the captain's injury be cured?"
Bai Lang said: "Bloodletting can only temporarily alleviate his danger, but blood transfusion can treat..."
"Then do it quickly!" The female contractor no longer dared to question Brother Lang, but instead urged with great grievance.
"Doctors are kind-hearted, do you think I am you? Of course I will not abandon him! However, even if I risk my life and use all my blood to save him, I can only save his life temporarily. This distance is
The camp is far away and the journey is bumpy, and he can't bear it at all... Staying here to survive is no different than waiting to die."
"What should we do?" The two soy sauce gangsters who were watching were also attracted and asked curiously. They thought that Bai Lang's level was limited and he was looking for excuses to refuse treatment or to raise the price?
"I have experienced few tasks and not many embers, so I focus on medical skills. I have only recently mastered a secret skill. I need you to capture a living werewolf for me. I will use its blood and life to extract a
Plant antibodies to bring the captain back to life for another wave, enough to last him until he returns to the camp!" Brother Lang had a sacred look on his face and was thinking about the patient throughout the process.
His ideological level was too high. He was thinking not only about how to save the other party, but also about how to keep the other party alive and bring him back to the camp safely.
"I'll go right away! Just wait."
The female contractor immediately stood up, but was stopped by her male companion: "You stay and take care of the captain, I'll go!"
"Count me in!" Another melon-eater also stood up.
Originally, they were not familiar with the team and planned to stay out of the matter. However, Lang Ge's international humanitarian spirit of saving lives and healing the wounded infected the scene and awakened their meager consciences. It happened that catching a werewolf was not dangerous, so they acted righteously. It can be considered that
Make a good first impression in front of the miracle doctor.
Brother Lang never forgets to show his presence, and continues to enrich his "medical personality", saying: "Thank you very much, sir, I thank you on behalf of the patient!"
Too? I’m so moved. Look, is this what a person said? No! This is a saint!
…
The waiting process is undoubtedly long.
In order to avoid a cold scene, Lang Ge ran ripples to stimulate the captain's wounds and inject a small amount of vitality to kill him; on the other hand, he did not forget to promote his "medical talent" and instilled his medical talents into the remaining few people.
On the front line of the battlefield, the 'Angel Wave Medical Classroom' was opened to popularize the blood therapy witch doctor knowledge for them: "Do you know? Xun Chuang's Holy Light Wet Nurse from the healing department is a blood therapy doctor of my lineage.
'There are huge differences. Ordinary people often give us distorted interpretations because of their ignorance."
"Personally, I prefer to call those priests, wet nurses, and druids the 'universal system'. Their holy light and healing techniques are often universally applicable and cost-effective. They are suitable for team combat and can restore health to any wounded person.
In the eyes of these wet nurses, all diseases are the same. There is no need to master medical knowledge, as long as milk is enough. The strength of the treatment ability is only a matter of whether the amount of milk is sufficient."
"That's not a medical skill, but a magic skill. It just covers most common injuries. Violent feeding can restore blood, and it seems to really cure all diseases. However, when encountering various abnormal situations, problems that exceed ordinary injuries
If you have miscellaneous diseases, you will be blind immediately. But our 'blood therapy' is different, it is a real medical skill. It can not only treat ordinary injuries, but also treat difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and prescribe the right medicine. Even all kinds of difficult 'abnormal side effects' can be cured.
Within the scope of my business.”
"Of course, I am not belittling traditional wet nurses, thinking that they are all rubbish. I just want to say that each has its own strengths, and 'blood therapy' also has shortcomings. It needs to use my own 'blood' as the medium and at the cost of life.
After all, the number of treatments is limited, and it is far inferior to the group of 'nurses' who are so stupid and brainless. But because of the prejudices of ordinary people, bloodletting and blood transfusions are slandered as witchcraft, and I am most angry!"
"But they don't understand that whatever the nanny can save, our blood therapy can save; whatever the nanny can't save, our blood therapy can save it! Only blood therapy can save the world! Your captain was bitten by a werewolf's fangs and suffered many kinds of injuries.
The negative state has eroded and spread to deeper levels of life. How can it be saved by a mere holy light or a healing spell? It is lucky that he met me, otherwise... hum!"
While waiting for the sacrifice, Brother Lang cut his wrists to bleed in front of two people, and at the same time rectified the name of "blood therapy" and established the correct image of "sacrifice one's life to save others" for himself.
In the end, his mouth turned white and his face looked weak, but his voice was deafening and made the listeners stand in awe.
