The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 450, The Last Power
Many figures in riot gear, even some villagers know each other.

"Their voices are not to harass Fang Bingxin, but to remind him to pay attention to safety and danger."

Those who rise up are not only the thoughts of those sacrificed engineers, but also older soldiers and civilians who died in the war years, as well as ordinary people who accidentally stepped on landmines and died in recent years.

"Although the soul has been reincarnated, the missing body and obsession are still gathered together."

There are all kinds of people, all kinds of people, their voices gather together to become a force, wanting to remind Fang Shanxin of danger.

Perhaps these voices also want to remind the monitor, but the monitor does not have spiritual vision and cannot hear their voices.

"Grandpa, it's my grandpa. He was killed by a landmine."

"It's Uncle Niu! He hugged me at the time, and later he was blown up during demining."

"My grandma accidentally dug it when she was farming."

More and more voices sounded.

Opposition voices are getting weaker and weaker.

That's right, why did I forget that I was able to live safely in the village thanks to the engineers and soldiers in front of me?

Some adults wanted to say something, but beside them were angry children.

Children don't think so much about the pros and cons, they just know
The adults didn't dare to say any more, for fear that if they continued, their children would hate themselves to death.
The squad leader also saw a young figure, and murmured: "Ah, is it the junior brother? I'm so sorry. I didn't pull you out last year. I won't let this kind of thing happen again."

The corner of the squad leader's mouth curled up, very pleased, at least this time he succeeded, and did not turn his comrades into an invisible phantom.

"His breath of life is passing away." Fang Hua looked at the squad leader and frowned and said, "If you don't hurry up, he will die."

Fang Bingxin was also anxious, but there was nothing he could do now.

There was nothing I could do but wait for the doctor to come.

Just when Fang Hua wanted to use healing techniques to heal him, Li Yu stopped him.

"He has stopped the bleeding now. It is the shrapnel in his body that continues to hurt him. Let alone whether your healing technique can heal his wound, even if it heals him, it will cause more damage to him." Li Yu pondered and said: "Unless you can take out at least most of the shrapnel in his body first, this alone is not something ordinary people can do."

"You said, if you take out the shrapnel in his body, he can live?" the village head said suddenly.

Li Yu froze for a moment, then nodded.

Before the old village chief finished speaking, the people next to him had already gone to prepare tools.

The efficiency of starting a fire, preparing tools and preparing tools is extremely high.

"Old village chief, what are you?" Ma Wangdong couldn't understand this operation.

"It's not like we haven't encountered similar things. After so many years, we must have our own methods." The old village chief glanced at the dying squad leader and said, "We can take out his shrapnel, but things like blood transfusion wounds We still have to go to the hospital, we are afraid."

"As long as you can take it out"

At this moment, Li Yu paused and looked at Fang Bingxin: "Do you trust them? Let them take the shrapnel."

No matter how you say it, it's a simple method. Compared with the regular treatment, how much worse it is, the devil knows.
Fang Bingxin was silent for a moment and then knelt down. There was a commotion in front of him, and everyone turned their heads away, extremely ashamed.

"Squad leader, please."

Surgery has always been a technical job.

Ma Wangdong and the others asked themselves, if it was themselves, they would never hand over their bodies to these local methods
But right now, it seems that there is no other choice.

A crude earthen stretcher, crude equipment, a mask, a midwife, a knife, and red-hot tweezers.

There is no anesthetic, no advanced equipment, only the villagers who are busy back and forth, and even children have joined the rescue operation.

Their spirit vision hadn't been lifted yet, and for some reason, all the missing bodies around them gathered together, stood with the villagers, and silently blessed the person in front of them.

The midwife's hand was steady.

A piece of shrapnel was taken out.

Even Fang Bingxin couldn't imagine that the midwife in front of him had such steady hands.

"There should be no internal organs. Fortunately, I'm wearing protective clothing." The midwife murmured as she took the shrapnel, "But it seems that a blood vessel was injured, and the blood is still bleeding now."

After all, the Frost Curse can only slow down his bleeding speed, but cannot truly heal his wounds.

I don't know how long it has passed, and no one cares about the passage of time. The midwife finally wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"It's ok, his wound is too big, even sutures can't close it, there is a piece of flesh missing here, my dear, how did he survive until now, didn't he bleed dry before."

Previously, using the Frost Curse to stop the bleeding was very effective.

Li Yu took out the concentric lock.

"Put on this concentric lock so that our spiritual power can be shared"

Fang Hua came in front of the monitor, and the magic of healing slowly flowed from the palm of his hand to the monitor.

The naked eye could see that the granulation in the squad leader's wound was surging, and Fang Shanxin felt a burst of excitement.

"Great, really great."

The villagers also looked unbelievable and regarded it as a miracle.

Li Yu was not very happy, seeing Fang Hua's struggling expression, the current way of urging the healing method is already the limit.

Even if there is a concentric lock to share spiritual power, it is still a drop in the bucket for the squad leader..
"It's not enough, more strength is needed," Fang Hua murmured, biting his finger.

Along with the power of essence and blood, the power of healing Taoism is also much greater.

"not enough"

Li Yu found that Fang Hua, who was always lazy about everything, was really desperate this time.

She was serious and paid two drops of her own blood for this.

But, it's not enough——

And more.

"I always feel that I want to do something for them." Fang Hua's face turned pale.

Now she finally had a little zombie-like paleness.

"Sometimes, I feel like I'm just a zombie with no human heart, different from you, with no dreams, just a thinking corpse." Fang Hua murmured, "But now, I want to work harder, work harder Save him."

Li Yu felt Fang Hua's obsession, not for the injured squad leader in front of her, but for herself.
The [self] named Fang Hua.

Not only Li Yu felt it.

The land felt it too.

More thought bodies emerged from the ground, turning into little ripples of light.

This is their last strength.

(End of this chapter)