My Magic Age

The Warrior Academy in El City offers a course on first aid, but I didn't expect that the elementary first aid only taught these students some simple bandaging methods. The course didn't even teach the use of hemostatic grass, bandage disinfection, wound treatment, and many other aspects of knowledge, not to mention how to detoxify. When I mentioned these principles to everyone, even Helena and Becky were a little confused. They had never heard of many simple principles.

The shaman witch doctors of the orc tribe are proficient in the properties of various herbs. They prefer to use herbs to prepare some hemostatic ointments or detoxifying ointments. Usually, these herbal ointments are applied to the wounds to cure some simple injuries. The people of the Green Empire rely more on healing magic and divine arts, and the other is the healing potion and detoxification potion prepared by the magic pharmacist. This time we went to Xinliu Valley for an adventure. Minor injuries and pains depended on the superficial first aid that the warrior apprentices had learned in school. For slightly more serious injuries, the magic apprentices had to cast the magic scroll of "hydrotherapy".

When we first entered Xinliu Valley, we were very unfamiliar with the environment here. The expedition team suffered the most casualties in the first few days.

During the days when I followed the caravan, I was always learning the herbal medicine of the orc tribe from Lao Kuru. The orcs' understanding of herbs was different from that of the Greens. They preferred to use herbs from the grassland to solve all the problems of pain. At that time, there were more than 500 people in the caravan, and there were always various situations. I remember that the fire in Lao Kuru's small coal stove was rarely extinguished, and there were always various herbs boiled in the earthenware pot on the stove.

At that time, old Kuru had been trying to force his grandson Kuz to learn the boring herbal medicine, but Kuz preferred hunting at that time. His life goal was to become the most powerful hunter king in the orc tribe. Therefore, Kuz always found various excuses to avoid this boring study. At that time, it happened that the fire poison in my body was just right, and I could move in a small range on the back of the Thunder Rhino. Therefore, the young me learned a lot of herbal medicine knowledge from old Kuru. Later, old Kuru simply asked me to help him boil and decoct medicine. When he looked at me, there would always be some relief in his eyes, and amazement at my comprehension and memory, but at that time I didn’t quite understand Bai, why is there always such a complicated look in his eyes? He obviously loves me very much and treats me like his grandson Kuz, but his cloudy eyes always hide a heavy responsibility that makes me never quite understand...

I squatted beside the fire lit by the Fire Gathering Scroll. A pot of bitter medicine was still cooking in the iron pot on the shelf. The thick green soup overflowed from the edge of the iron pot and flowed down the side wall. It was quickly burned dry by the flames released by the scroll. The linen straps drying on the branches nearby had dried up. Some worthless ordinary herbs were scattered around the bonfire, and some weeds that were not even herbs were also placed separately.

At this time, I even felt like I was traveling through time and space, as if I was back to the summer five years ago. I would sit in front of the coal stove and boil medicine every day in front of the tent. At that time, I would trot from the back of the caravan to the front of the caravan with a pot of boiling hot medicine for a piece of black bread that I had not yet eaten. The dried herbs were also scattered by Old Kuru.

There were many college students around watching me boil medicine. Awe appeared in their eyes little by little. They didn't even dare to get too close to me. They formed a circle around me fifteen meters away.

The young man was only wearing a pair of white cotton boxer briefs stained with blood. There was basically nothing wrong with his upper body, but his thighs were covered with wounds from knife cuts. It seemed that his companion was telling the truth. The magic apprentice who had been taking care of him was a girl in our class who didn't like to talk much. She looked at me with a complicated look, and I could see the fatigue in her eyes.

If she wasn't a girl, if she wasn't my classmate, I would have wanted to walk up to her and give her a loud slap, but now I just nodded to her in a comforting way, then waved to her, called her to my side, and while boiling the herbs, I whispered to her: Why don't you treat the wounds first before performing the "water therapy"?

These wounds obviously have some toxins, although not fatal, but it greatly hinders the healing of the wounds.

She answered with a crying voice, and she didn't know what to do at all.

This sentence made me speechless. I didn't expect that the magic apprentice who participated in the Xinliu Valley expedition this time had no experience in outdoor life, and didn't even know the most basic treatment methods. But she was my classmate after all. Although I didn't remember her name yet, I could only patiently explain some basic treatment methods to her...

I was explaining and demonstrating like this, not only the female magic apprentice beside me was fascinated, but also the other people around were holding their breath, for fear that they would miss a word. Normally in school, when teachers talk about these things, I always don't take them seriously. But when I was really in the situation, when a steel knife was placed on my neck, even though I was only a half-baked apprentice of water auxiliary magic, everyone listened so seriously.

The wound on the young man's leg had been forcibly scabbed by the water element power on the three 'hydrotherapy' magic scrolls, but if the toxins on the wounds were not cleaned up, the scabs would soon become infected or even fester. The most fatal thing was the wound from the crossbow arrow, half of which was still left in the flesh, and black blood was oozing out of the wound. It was hastily bandaged without any treatment.

I pulled out the skinning knife I treasured from my bosom, put it on the fire and roasted it repeatedly, then looked up at the young man in a semi-conscious state. It seemed that he would not know if I spoke to him now, so I looked up coldly at the companion who woke me up from my sleep. The warrior apprentice was frightened by my eyes and took two steps back involuntarily, saying in a panic: "What... are you going to do?"

"It may hurt a little, but if these poisonous juices and rotten meat are not cleaned up, his wounds will be difficult to heal. If it is delayed for too long, he may become disabled... No matter what happens later, please do not interfere with my treatment!" I retracted my gaze and quickly used a knife to pick out the half crossbow arrow in the arrow hole of his thigh. There was even a trace of minced meat on the crossbow arrow.

The young man who was originally semi-conscious still had his eyes closed, and the expression on his face was extremely painful, and he wailed miserably in his dream.

"Heh!" The people around were startled by the sudden scream and wanted to get closer to see what happened.

I didn't stop and continued to scrape off the rotten flesh on the wound. Then I scooped a spoonful of thick green soup from the warm medicine pot and poured it on the wound. I wrapped the wound with a sterilized bandage for a while, and then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, I picked up the scabs on his thigh one by one, cleaned the toxins and rotten flesh inside, and bandaged it again with the same method.

The young man wanted to roll around in pain, but he had no strength. I could only see his useless struggles.

When everything was ready, I began to draw a light blue magic circle in the air. The rich water element flowed out along my fingertips. With a series of crisp sounds, the pure water element surrounded his lower body and moisturized his injured skin. My previous treatment and bandaging of wounds were just preparations for this moment. At this time, the hydrotherapy on him can have the greatest therapeutic effect.

After doing all this, I looked up at the warrior and said, "You can carry him away. It should be fine. If he doesn't have a fever, you don't have to come to me again!"

The young man's friend thanked him repeatedly and carried the young man away.

I saw that there was still some detoxifying and hemostatic plaster in the iron pot, so I didn't rush to leave. I simply said to the onlookers, "If anyone wants to treat the wound, hurry up now! I don't know how long I can stay in the rock gathering place..."

The therapeutic effect of "hydrotherapy" is still very obvious. Almost every student I treated thanked me with gratitude.

The frequent use of "hydrotherapy" has seriously consumed the magic power in the magic vortex in my body. Seeing that the number of students waiting for my treatment has increased instead of decreased, I know that my magic power is not enough to maintain the treatment of everyone, so I have no choice but to sacrifice the blue crystal stone drum.

"Magic power restored!"

The faint blue halo spread outward from the crystal drum continuously. I could clearly feel the magic elements in the air beginning to gather into my body. I couldn't remember how many "hydrotherapy" I released.

Until Marvin appeared beside me, I realized that most of the people around me had left. Most of those who stayed with me to the end were classmates from the Magic Court. It seemed that they stayed here to learn some of my treatment methods. I had nothing to hide. The preparation of those herbs could not be explained to them in a short time. They could not learn "hydrotherapy" in a short time. There were only some ways to treat wounds that were worth learning from.

There were only a dozen teams in the mountain rock gathering place, and there were only a dozen magic apprentices who had the opportunity to come and learn the first aid methods of "hydrotherapy". Some people even put forward their own opinions while learning, and I patiently answered them one by one.

"Where did you learn all this? Delicious cooking skills, exquisite healing skills, no wonder you chose such an unconventional profession as a water assistant, it turns out you know so many first aid skills!" Marvin stood behind me and watched me pick up the messy herbs on the ground, and said to me.

I looked up at the sky, and found that there was nothing to refer to in the void. I took out the hourglass and found that if calculated according to Green Time, it had been a whole morning. It was strange that I felt so tired. At this time, one of his sleeves became empty. Speaking of it, the Xinliu Valley expedition must be a memory that Marvin couldn't bear to look back on. One of his arms was lost, but I think he was in good spirits, and he should have gained something at the rock gathering point.

I stood up and stretched my waist towards the vast void, moving my stiff body, and said to him: "I followed a caravan in my childhood. At that time, I learned from an old orc shaman in the caravan."

"How is the business?" I asked him.

Marvin nodded. As I sorted the herbs, he excitedly said to me, "Almost all the scrolls have been sold. Only a few frost scrolls are left. You know, not everyone is willing to use such expensive scrolls as sentry traps."

"The water therapy magic scroll has become a scarce commodity in Xinliu Valley. It was sold out on the first day of sale. The fire gathering scrolls are also easy to sell. Many expedition teams are basically willing to use this convenient magic scroll in the wild, but I don’t get much silver coins. Jijia, look..." Marvin pointed to the place where his tent was. Behind his tent, he actually built a simple shed to store supplies, some cheap magic herbs and the least valuable magic metal such as red copper.

I looked in the direction of Marvin's finger and couldn't help saying, "Oh, I got a lot of herbs in exchange!"

"All worthless!" Marvin laughed at himself, and then pulled me to his tent. I thought he wanted to talk about the issue of subsequent scrolls, which made me a little worried. To make the magic scroll of "water therapy", you need ocean ink, but where can I buy ocean ink at this time!

"The magic scrolls are sold out, so I am starting to build a small material transfer station. Many expedition teams like to give me some low-level herbs and magic ores that are not valuable before they set off. After all, it is very inconvenient to carry some things with you!" Marvin explained to me with a smile. "But I saw the hemostatic and detoxifying ointment you prepared today. Look at the herbs in my warehouse. They are very complete!" Marvin took me to where he stored herbs and goods, and pointed to the herbs inside and said to me.

I walked behind Marvin and asked as I walked: "You want to make that ointment? This idea is feasible."

Along the way, I saw Si Pei busy. She didn't even have time to say hello to us. There were braised meats in several large iron pots. Some students actually held some herbs and exchanged some braised meats with Si Pei, and then left happily. Si Pei would place these herbs in different categories at the first time. It seems that she is already familiar with such work.

Although I knew she must be very tired looking at her busy figure, she was full of energy and vitality.

Her thick black ponytail swung back and forth behind her head. When she saw me, she immediately stopped her work and ran towards me.

I thought she wanted to say hello to me and reminisce about the past.

But Si Pei came to me, stretched out her hand and said to me: "Jia, give me some new ingredients for the soup pot. If not, maybe I will have to boil meat in plain water tomorrow!"

I was speechless for a moment...