He Si'an thought how do I know, but this problem must be solved.
"Jiarou, where is that little lady? Can she be saved now?" He Sian asked Jiarou.
But he was disappointed. Jia Rub closed his eyes again, pointed at He Sian's Hu-killing knife and said, "Kill me."
Obviously, he would rather die than tell the security patrol about the little lady.
Yi Shuitai couldn't help but became furious and drew out his Hu-killing knife with a fierce aura.
"Do you know how much copper money we have to spend to treat you? Is this how you treat the security team?" Yi Shuitai waved his killing knife and slashed at Jiarou. "What use do we have for you? Go to hell." Bar."
After saying that, he ran towards Jiarou with a knife as sharp as the wind, carrying a piece of snowflake with him.
Hearing Yi Shuitai's words and the sound of the knife slashing, Jia Rub opened his eyes and his face turned pale.
But he soon calmed down, still closing his eyes, and started killing with his neck.
He Sian looked at Jiarou's eyes and expression, and suddenly stopped Yi Shuitai.
Yi Shuitai was stopped and couldn't help but became furious.
But when he saw that the person who stopped him turned out to be his boss He Sian.
He had no choice but to lower the Huslaying Sword in his hand and asked in confusion: "Sir, this kind of person doesn't obey the education at all, it's better to kill him."
He Si'an quietly pulled Yishuitai aside, making Yishuitai feel a little baffled.
"Have you ever seen a tengu?" He Si'an stopped him and looked at him.
The so-called Tengu is a mastiff dog produced in Tubo. It is extremely ferocious and will not be easily tamed.
However, once a Tengu is tamed, it is extremely loyal to its owner and remains unchanged throughout its life.
When Yi Shuitai heard He Sian mentioning the Tengu, he couldn't help but chuckle, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.
He looked at Jiaru from a distance and saw that he still held his neck high and his body was extremely majestic. He nodded: "He looks very much like a tengu."
"Since they are like tengu, we must adopt the method of training tengu to tame them." He Sian smiled and patted Yi Shuitai on the shoulder.
Yi Shuitai looked at this group of monk soldiers, sighed, and shook his head: "Shen Chang, these are a group of heavenly dogs, I am afraid they will be difficult to tame."
"The centurion is the most difficult to tame. As long as it is tamed, the other monk soldiers will be easy to handle." He Si'an patted Yi Shuitai's shoulder again, smiling and comforting him.
Yi Shuitai nodded and put the Hu-killing knife into its scabbard: "I have been waiting for a long time for the good news."
"Sir, when will the little lady be rescued?" At this time, Wan Hongzhuang, who had been waiting impatiently, came over and asked with a bow.
He Sian looked at Yi Shuitai with great interest, and while returning the courtesy, he said: "From now on, we will tame these tengu."
"What are you talking about, taming tengu?" Wan Hongzhuang felt confused and couldn't help but stare at the two of them.
Yi Shuitai found it funny, and the smile on his face almost made him laugh: "The commander compared these monk soldiers to heavenly dogs, and how to tame them."
"Tengu, this group of monk soldiers are indeed similar to tengu. They are just as unruly and unruly." Wan Hongzhuang first laughed when he heard that this group of monk soldiers were tengu.
When he smiled, He Sian couldn't hold back anymore and laughed together.
Finally finished laughing, Wan Hongzhuang seemed to feel a little embarrassed.
He solemnly bowed his hands, looked at He Sian and asked, "Sir, how do you tame them?"
"The Tengu are extremely ferocious, and the master must be strong to tame them." He Si'an looked at these monk soldiers and smiled coldly, "Now let's let this group of Tengu see how capable its master is."
Yi Shuitai and Wan Hongzhuang looked at each other and felt a little hard to understand, but they couldn't explain clearly.
"Captain Yi, you stay with your subordinates to rescue this monk soldier. As long as he has not died completely, no matter how serious the injury is, he must be carried to the security group for rescue. Now let this group of Tengu see how the owner rescues them. , let these tengu see the hope of following their master." Seeing the puzzled expressions of Wan Hongzhuang and the other two, He Sian immediately ordered.
"As ordered." Yi Shuitai straightened his chest and answered immediately.
But he immediately became worried and bowed his hands to He Sian: "What, the other party has close to a hundred people, and we only have five people. What if, what if they want to rebel?"
"You stay here and disinfect, bandage, and rescue them immediately. It's too late for them to thank you, so how can they rebel?" He Sian smiled lightly, "If they rebel, they want Pao Ze's life, because most of the monk soldiers are injured. , and many people were seriously injured.”
The patrol team of the security team did not have a nurse or doctor, but they carried a small amount of first aid medicine and a health soldier named Yi Shuijin.
This health soldier has been trained and knows a small amount of medical knowledge, mainly for first aid.
"Then let me give it a try." After hearing this, Yi Shuitai felt a little at ease.
He Si'an glared at him: "It's not a try. You have to be sincere to make the monk soldiers believe you."
"Yes." Yi Shuitai was shocked and immediately agreed.
He Sian came to Yi Shuijin, looked him up and down, and said to him seriously: "You are a health worker. You can be said to be the only doctor in our patrol team. You will stay to treat them."
"As ordered." Yi Shuijin puffed out his chest and performed a military salute.
Yi Shuijin came to his horse. His horse was different from other horses in that it had a wooden box.
He took down the wooden box and opened it, and a strong scent of traditional Chinese medicine suddenly hit his nostrils.
Smelling this fragrance, the originally depressed monk soldier suddenly became energetic.
Even the eyes of those seriously injured monk soldiers began to brighten.
How they wished Yi Shuijin could come to them and wish he could heal their wounds right away.
But being disappointed with such a seriously injured soldier, the first thing Yi Shuijin came to was the centurion Jiazou.
Jia Zu was actually injured too, but his injuries were not as severe as the others.
He had an arrow wound and five or six stab wounds. If not treated in time, he would inevitably lose his life if infected.
Of course it's good to be a centurion, but he also has priority in treatment.
Amid everyone's jealous gazes, Yi Shuijin came to his side.
It's not that Yi Shuijin didn't want to rescue those seriously injured, but he was just a hygienist, not a nurse or a doctor. He was just learning some simple medical knowledge.
Yi Shuijin first took off the crossbow arrow from his thigh. Even though Jiarou was a warrior, he couldn't help frowning and making a slight sound from his mouth.
To Jiazou's dismay, Yishuijin did not apply the gold healing medicine on him. Instead, he used a white spherical object and poured an unknown transparent liquid from the bottle.
Jiazuo couldn't help but be surprised, why did the other party pour these into the ball? What kind of medicine was this.
While he was doubting, Yi Shuijin had already used the white ball-shaped thing to apply on his wounds.
"Ouch." He felt that this was more painful than before, and he couldn't help but make a sound.
Jiazou frowned and asked, "What kind of medicine is this? It's actually more painful than a knife cut."
"This is a good anti-inflammatory medicine. If you don't use it, your wound will be easily infected." Yi Shuijin is a boring gourd and doesn't like to talk at all.
If the other person was not a centurion asking, he would not want to explain at all.
He is now focusing on healing the other person's injuries, and is most afraid of others disturbing him.
Although Jiazou didn't understand why this medicine was so painful, the other party had already said so, so he had no choice but to endure it.
What Jiarou didn't expect was that not only his arrow wounds were treated in this way, but also his knife wounds.
When Yi Shuijin gave him a knife wound, he felt even more burning pain coming from the wound.
If the other party is not a doctor (the other party is holding a medicine box, he will naturally think that this person is a doctor), he will definitely think that the other party is trying to trick him.
When Jiazou saw the other party giving a rough explanation, he wanted to ask more, but when he saw that Yi Shuijin was focusing on treating him, he had to keep his mouth shut.
After Yi Shuijin eliminated the inflammation, he used a gourd to pour a little yellow powder on his wound.
His wound felt a little cool, and he finally felt relieved.
Thinking of this, Jiazou couldn't help but ask: "What kind of medicine is this that makes it feel cool?"
"This is a magical elixir, better than a golden elixir." When he heard the other party's question, he had to stop.
This magical elixir was too expensive. If the chief had not ordered him to rescue the monk soldiers, he would not have given it up.
In order to save this magical medicine as much as possible, he had to stop and rub the medicine on Jia as carefully as possible, trying to make it a thin layer.
Jiarou wanted to know more about these medicines, but the other party was a dull gourd who cherished words like gold.
Just when he thought Yi Shuijin was about to finish, he didn't expect that he took out a bundle of gauze from another wooden box, opened it and wrapped his wound before saying, "That's it."
Jiazou finally breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little doubtful in his heart. The other party didn't have the gold-creating medicine, so could that be enough?
But Yi Shuijin had already agreed, so he could only nod his head and said in a voice that was almost inaudible: "Thank you."
Yi Shuijin almost didn't hear Jiarou's voice of thanks. In fact, he only cared about whether the other party said thank you. His goal was to rescue the wounded.
There is no way, there are too many wounded here, as many as 70 or 80, and at least 30% of them are seriously injured.
"Wait a minute." Looking at Yi Shuijin walking towards a seriously injured person, he suddenly heard a voice shouting loudly.
Yi Shuijin ignored him at all and continued walking towards the seriously injured person.
Seeing that Yi Shuijin ignored him, he begged anxiously: "Mr. Sir, this villain is the deputy centurion Tenzin. He should be treated behind the centurion."
Yi Shuijin didn't recognize this person and couldn't help but look at Jiarou.
"He is Deputy Centurion Tenzin." He said this calmly and did not say anything else.
Yi Shuitai is Yi Shuijin's brother. He assists his brother in treating the wounded and also learns some medical knowledge.
When Yi Shuitai heard this, he couldn't help but frown.
Jiazou was just the deputy introduced in this way, and there was no enthusiasm at all. It was obvious that the relationship between him and the deputy was not very good.
Seeing Yi Shuijin looking at him, Yi Shuitai nodded: "The Tubo situation is more serious than that of the Song Dynasty, so he should be treated."
Tenzin's injuries were more serious than Jiaru's. He had more than a dozen stab wounds on his body and two crossbow arrows, one on his thigh and one on his ribs.
The two brothers worked together to pull out Tenzin's crossbow arrow.
Pulling it out was so painful that Tenzin couldn't help but groan.
What made Tenzin even more unexpected was that when the two Yishui and Jin brothers were applying the watery thing, he couldn't help but moan.
"Mr. doctor, is this poison of yours? Why does it hurt so much?" He almost looked at Yi Shuijin with tears in his eyes.
Jiazu couldn't help but sneer when he heard that Tenzin's application of the anti-inflammatory medicine was so painful.
But when he heard the other party actually talking about poison, he couldn't believe it, and he pricked up his ears with suspicion, wanting to see how Yi Shuijin would explain.
When Yi Shuijin heard that this person actually said this, he smiled coldly: "Tenzin, if you think it is poison, you can just not apply it. However, if the inflammation is not eliminated, suppuration, pupae, rot, and even death will occur. You still have to blame me.”
"Mr. Gentleman, I have wrongly blamed you." After hearing this, Tenzin couldn't help being shocked. He knelt down in a hurry, cupped his hands and begged loudly, "Mr. Gentleman, the more medicine the better, I beg you."
Now he doesn't care about the pain, and hopes that the other party can use as many anti-inflammatory drugs as possible.
"You have a good idea. All the anti-inflammatory drugs are used on you. What will happen to the others?" Yi Shuijin felt soft when he heard the other party begging for mercy, but when he thought that this person suspected that he was a poison, he couldn't help but reprimand him.
When Tenzin heard this, his heart became even more painful, and he bowed his hands again and asked: "Mr. doctor, what should I do if the little human flesh becomes suppurated, pupae grow, and rots?"
"Of course we have to continue treatment. Only through continuous treatment can we achieve a complete cure." Seeing that Tenzin was almost frightened, Yi Shuijin gave him reassuring soup.
When Tenzin heard this, he felt relieved. The other party agreed to the treatment, with a flattering smile on his face: "I would like to thank the doctor a lot."
Whether his wounds can get better now or whether his life can be saved depends entirely on Yi Shuijin, who looks completely flattering.
"Now that your wound has been bandaged, you should do something." But the painful things for him were still to come, and Yi Shuijin still had to arrange for him as a wounded person.
Tenzin couldn't believe himself, pointing to the wound and asked: "Mr. Sir, the villain is already injured, but he still wants to do something."
"Of course we still have to do things, otherwise so many of your subordinates will die without saving them?" Yi Shuijin glared at him and reprimanded loudly.
Hearing Yi Shuijin's words, Tenzin looked at the monk soldiers lying on the ground moaning in pain, his face turned pale.
Yi Shuijin has made this clear in front of everyone. If he doesn't take action, he will definitely be hated by his subordinates.
The security team has tried its best to rescue him. If the boss doesn't work hard, his subordinates will definitely be heartbroken. Who will be willing to sacrifice their lives for them in the future?
He could only endure the pain caused by the wound, bowed his hands and asked: "Mr. Sir, what do you want me to do?"
"Jiazuo, Tenzin, help them make stretchers and rescue the seriously injured." Yi Shuijin pointed at the soldiers of the security group and arranged for Tenzin and Jiazou to be together.
When the two of them saw that the monk soldiers had lost their voices, they couldn't help but look at each other.
Finally, Jiarou bowed his hands and asked, "Mr. doctor, those people are already dead, do they still need to be rescued?"
"Who said they are dead?" Yi Shuijin simply looked at the injured who were motionless, but looked directly at the two people and asked coldly.
Jiazou looked at the motionless monk soldiers again and felt that they should be dead.
Thinking of this, he bit the bullet and said, "They are no longer moving. Aren't they already dead?"
"Why do they say they are dead? Are you the doctor or am I the doctor?" Yi Shuijin glared at the two of them and asked coldly.
Jiarou and Tenzin looked at each other and limped to the side of the security team soldiers.
A soldier from the security regiment looked at the two of them, looked at them unceremoniously, nodded, pointed at something and ordered: "You guys do this."
"Master, how do you do this?" Jiarou didn't dare to ask for help, so he bowed his hands to the soldier and asked respectfully.
The soldier had no choice but to make a few gestures while explaining to Jiarou and Dan.
The two of them stared at the soldiers with their eyes wide open and kept asking questions.
The two of them looked at each other and were shocked. They did not expect that this little stretcher could possess such profound knowledge.
The security team was indeed a security team. The two felt that it was completely different from Tubo. Everything was an eye-opener for them.
1 second remember network:
