The process of practicing medical skills is actually not a beautiful thing.
The poor anesthetic ability of liquor could not resist the stimulation of pain to the brain. The young man's face turned red and veins bulged and he wanted to howl. A rag in his mouth turned his voice into a whimper. The three soldiers fought hard to die. Pressing hard, Bai Yujun worked quickly with both hands.
The old man kept telling the young man to hold back, but in fact it really hurt.
I carefully treated the wound and finally sewed it up with needles and threads, sprinkled herbs and bandaged it with cloth. This irregular surgery took a long time, and now I can only hope that those medicines can prevent infection and inflammation.
Senior Sister Xu Yue has been watching from the side and was more or less inspired.
Finally, Bai Yujun had a sudden thought. Spiritual power was a kind of pure energy between heaven and earth. Would it be effective to treat injuries of ordinary people, especially since he was born with a softer water spiritual power attribute.
Just do it if you want to, and carefully condense a small ball of water spirit energy in the palm of your hand to cover the wound.
"how do you feel?"
The sweaty and weak young man seemed to be feeling better.
"Cool...not...not that painful anymore..."
The young man whose voice was hoarse from shouting too much tried to speak, but at least he wasn't struggling so hard now.
Hearing this, Bai Yujun nodded, thought for a while and took out a small notebook from his body. This is a notebook he made to record some useful information. Today he is trying to use water spirit power to treat injuries. He needs to see the efficacy and whether there are any sequelae. , which is filled with information about the wounded soldiers who have been bandaged and treated.
"Okay, carry him to the wounded barracks at the back, and leave one of you to take care of him. Remember not to move around and rest in bed. I will check on the injury tomorrow."
After giving instructions, the old man and the other two soldiers nodded in agreement.
Bai Yujun continued to treat others. Fortunately, there were not many such serious injuries. Normally, if the injury was too serious, he would beg his companions to give him a break. After all, this was a backward and primitive feudal era. It was better to live if you were seriously injured or disabled than to die. If it would be more painful, it would be better to be cruel and wait another eighteen years.
After washing the blood on his hands, Bai Yujun started busy again...
Except for Senior Sister Xu Yue and Bai Yujun, the doctors in the wounded barracks are all men. Most of the Lingxu female disciples are busy preparing medicines such as Coagulation Powder. Besides, the characteristics of this era do not allow women to be exposed in public.
If it weren't for Xu Yue being the main person in charge, he would have to go to the back to make medicine.
In the wounded barracks filled with bloodstains and wailing, a petite white figure made many people look at him. Like a fairy in white dancing in suffering, he pulled a person back from the edge of death. The soldiers recovering in the wounded barracks gradually began to call Bai Yujun " The celestial nymphs brought a ray of light to many despondent soldiers.
My cultivation has been delayed a lot recently.
Bai Yujun thinks this is better. The human race is the mainstream. Doing more good deeds for the human race may reduce the danger and increase the chance of achieving positive results if they overcome the disaster in the future.
The human race is prosperous and has to bow its head. It is better to live and become an immortal than to be ruthlessly crushed by the general trend.
evening.
Maybe they have to rest at night so there is no conflict for the time being, and the wounded barracks gradually have some rest.
Bai Yujun carefully bandaged the wounds of the wounded soldiers, but found that no more wounded soldiers were brought. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt deeply tired. He was highly concentrated and never rested. Now he just wanted to go back to his residence and have a good sleep.
I threw several small cleaning spells on my body, and used my spiritual power to condense a water ball to wash my face.
Yang Mu came to the wounded barracks.
"Dabai, there is a banquet tonight. I know you, the greedy snake, are the best at eating, so I will definitely go."
Bai Yujun rolled his eyes.
"What, your Princess Xiangling is so hot that you can't bear it and that's why you came here? How about I write a letter and say that you miss her so much that you want to fly back to Huashan immediately?"
"I'm your senior brother, don't harm me." Yang Mu said in a resentful tone.
"Hahaha~ Let's go to the banquet."
Yang Mu shook his head and smiled bitterly. Li Xiangling and her brother were still living in the mountain, but today they were teased by Dabai. In fact, the experience of going down the mountain was indeed related to Li Xiangling's enthusiasm.
One person and one snake walked towards the city.
"Li Xiangling became a registered disciple. She has a decent spiritual ability but she has no Taoist heart. Since she is a princess, the headmaster can only let her become a registered disciple and practice on the mountain."
"She really started practicing? No wonder you ran away."
"I was going down the mountain by myself. By the way, I heard that you were seriously injured? What happened?"
Mentioning this matter made Bai Yujun grit his teeth. If it weren't for the fact that the position of his heart was different from that of humans and he was good at faking death, he would probably die on the spot. That bastard wouldn't have known his name. Until now, Bai Yujun can still remember the feeling of facing death at that time. A deep sense of powerlessness.
"He's a demon cultivator bastard! I will definitely eat him when I become more powerful!"
Bai Yujun looked fierce.
"He has a high level of cultivation?"
"It's very high. He should be in the Nascent Soul stage like the elder. I attacked the station while the elder was away. I will never forget this account!"
"Don't be impulsive. The evil is so powerful that even Master can't act easily. Don't let yourself die."
"I'm not that stupid. I can only wait until my cultivation is strong. By the way, you said when this war will end. It has been going on for a long time."
Bai Yujun had a premonition that this war was just a confrontation between the decent people represented by Chunyang Palace and the evil ones. The good people had the advantage but there was no absolute advantage. No one dared to completely break up. The fight in Nanyuan Lake was just about who the two sides were. I am too embarrassed to be the first to give in and get entangled.
Yang Mu looked helpless when he mentioned this.
"Before going down the mountain, Master said that there might not be a war between the two sides. Over at the imperial court, Emperor Tang was sick and the princes were fighting among themselves. There were rumors that evil cultivators were involved. Although the rebels were controlled by evil spirits, they were unwilling to die. It is very likely that they were in Nanyuan. Maintain the situation here and make this a training ground for young disciples from both sides.”
"The relationship has been going on for so long just to build a training ground."
Bai Yujun shook his head, I'm afraid this is the best solution at the moment, Dongnan really can't stand the trouble.
"We can only waste it and see who develops faster."
"By the way, what do you have to say, Peak Master?"
"No, I just want you to be careful of the Fu Yao Sect. There is a saying that it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain. Have you heard of it? It is the people of the Fu Yao Sect. Who let Chunyang claim to be a famous family that is upright and upright? People use it The adults cannot get involved in the disputes between the juniors and use it as an excuse, haha, we are from a distinguished family."
"The ghost is really lingering." Bai Yujun was unhappy.
"Don't worry, Xu Ling and I went to Zixu to talk to Senior Brother Ganwu. He was very happy to let Zixu's children trouble the Demon Subduing Sect. You know, they don't like to talk."
Bai Yujun nodded. Zixu really didn't like to talk. They preferred to reason. Of course, truth is the sword in their hands.
