Traveling through the beast world to be a god stick

Seeing who it was, Miao smiled inexplicably, "You?"

Wen Lie was stared at fiercely by more than a dozen pairs of eyes. His eyes glanced at the corpses of unknown beasts piled up on the ground. He swallowed quietly and said calmly, "I can help him stop the bleeding."

He quickly glanced at the development. His right thigh was fractured, and the amount of bleeding was not small, but the person was not in complete shock. It should not be bleeding from the aorta.

Once he entered the state of a doctor, Wen Lie forgot about the situation around him. He asked Ya to take out the animal skin coat, spread it in a well-lit place, and directed Tu to lay it down.

There was no way, the light in the tree hole was dim, so he could only help the other party clean up the wound outside.

Fortunately, the snowfall has gradually stopped.

Squatting down to observe Zhan's wound carefully, Wen Lie frowned fiercely looking at the mud on Zhan's wound, opened his mouth to scold, remembered who this group of people was, and closed his mouth aggrieved.

This can bring great difficulty to his treatment work.

He took a deep breath, and said to Zuo who was staring at him after he put down his tent: "Please make a few fires nearby, hurry up! We have a pot here, wash it with snow water and boil some water, and then heat the pot thoroughly Wash it again, and then go to the snow mountain to find clean river water and boil a pot of water! I need salt, half a bowl!"

The stone pot has not completely cooled down, and there is not much water boiled in front. It is just a simple disinfection of the stone pot, and it will not take a long time. The key is to boil a pot of water and then cool it down.

This mud is just ordinary mud. With such a large wound, the chance of infection is greatly increased. There is no facility now, so Wen Lie can only do simple disinfection as much as possible.

He quickly searched his whole body, and found that he was only wearing a long jacket and johns, and if he dragged on, he would be naked.

Gritting his teeth, he looked around, "Who can tear off two pieces of clothes? One hand-width and length enough to wrap around Zhan's legs is fine. The other is thinner, two fingers wide."

No one moved, Wen Lie was annoyed: "Hurry up! He lost a lot of blood, he has to stop the bleeding quickly!"

Standing next to him, Miao saw his expression clearly, grabbed Wen Lie's hand, and said to Tu: "Go, find the things, left, tear the animal skin!"

The two orcs looked at each other and followed suit.

Wen Lie took a look at the big hand that was grabbing his hand, and pressed the opponent's hand on Zhan's thigh with his backhand, "Circle his legs with both hands, and squeeze them tightly!"

Myuu narrowed his eyes and was about to get angry. He turned his head and saw Zuo licking his snow-white teeth with pleading eyes, grabbed Zhan's thigh and squeezed it hard, and Zhan groaned a few times in pain, almost unconscious.

Wen Lie rolled his eyes fiercely, took the animal skin strip from Zuo's hand, wrapped the wide one around Zhan's leg, quickly took the thin one and tied it tightly.

He didn't use Miao to help anymore, for fear that the other party would strangle Zhan's thigh.

He thought that Zhan was this man's companion, and he was going to kill someone for him, so he summoned Miao Lai with peace of mind, "In this way, untie him every half an hour, so that your hands can be loosened."

Myu didn't speak.

Zuo Jian Zhan's bleeding leg stopped immediately. Although he was as surprised as everyone else, he still couldn't help admiring Wen Lie. Zhan was injured for him, and even though he was a non-orc, he couldn't ignore it.

Just, "How long is half an hour?"

He asked for Myuu.

Wen Lie was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that the time unit algorithm here is similar to the modern one, but it is not refined to hours and minutes, and the quantity unit is also limited to the number range, and there is no exact measurement unit for the length unit and weight unit .

He turned his head to meet Shang Miao's gaze, and sure enough there was suspicion in the ice blue eyes of the other party.

Surprised in my heart, I quickly said: "It's the algorithm in my mother's tribe. I'll remind you when the time is up."

He didn't want to say more, so as not to make more mistakes, he groped to the position of Zhang's fracture, it turned out to be a broken bone, fortunately, it wasn't serious, he asked Zuo to tear a piece of animal skin, stuffed it into Jin's mouth, and patted his face : "It will hurt for a while, hold it back."

Fortunately, Wen Lie's body was repaired by the guide, otherwise he might not be able to lift up easily with this long, muscular leg.

Zhan only felt that the coldness caused by the rapid loss of blood in his thighs had disappeared a lot, and he heard someone talking vaguely, knowing that his legs were being treated, the shock in his heart was self-evident.

The situation of their half-orcs is better than the original beasts, but in fact it is worse than the original beasts.

It is absolutely impossible for the priest to heal his leg. Who is that?

Zhan tried his best to open his eyes, but couldn't.

He remembered the reason for his injury, although he was a little unwilling, but he did not regret it.

This time, the ice season, which is colder than before, has come ahead of schedule, and they have been completely reduced to the bottom of the food chain, who have not been sheltered by the tribe.

And the reason why Zhan saved Zuo so that Zuo escaped the sneak attack of the orc Sen while hunting was because he wanted Zuo to give them some food for the sake of helping him.

He didn't expect that he would not die after being rolled up by the tail of the beast and thrown onto the sharp stone, but his leg was broken.

To other orcs, a broken leg might mean a crippled beast, but to them half-orcs, bleeding meant death.

Feeling someone moving back and forth on his legs, Zhan couldn't help himself, but couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Suddenly, Zhan couldn't help screaming, and then he bit the thing in his mouth tightly, his face covered with blue veins. root up!

He finally heard the voice that kept ringing in his ears, the voice of the non-orc, "Okay, relax, I will help you deal with the wound in a while, it's not uncomfortable, so bear with it."

still not good?

He didn't know that Wen Lie was helping him set the bone at the moment, he thought Wen Lie was just helping him stop the bleeding and save his life.

It's just that he didn't understand, why didn't he bite off his leg and stop the bleeding?

A long time ago, he had the opportunity to see the priest heal such legs for the orcs. At that time, the priest ordered other orcs to bite off the injured orcs' legs, and then applied the hemostatic medicine given by the beast god to help the orcs recover.

Even so, some orcs died inexplicably.

Zhan thought, maybe this non-orc doesn't have the magical ability like a priest.

This is also very good, at least he still has a chance to survive.

Soon, Tu came back, and a fire broke out in the open snow. Wen Lie was embarrassed to tear Zuo's clothes again, so he asked Tu to tear off a piece, carefully rubbed it with snow water as much as possible, and then burned it clean. Rinse the pan with water.

Scrubbing the mud off Zhan's wound with water soaked in salt was definitely not gentle.

Even in order to clean the wound as clean as possible, Wen Lie had no choice but to open the wound as much as possible, go deep into it and wipe out the fine sand and stones along the muscle texture.

You can't use the hairy side of the animal skin. Even after washing it many times, the bacteria hidden in the fur will never be cleaned up by simply scalding it, so you can only use the other side. The smooth leather side is absolutely It made it difficult for him to clean up.

Combining several aspects, Wen Lie's method of dealing with the wound can definitely be regarded as bloody and violent.

In order to ensure smooth blood flow and prevent tissue necrosis, the tie was loosened every half an hour. From time to time, blood quickly overflowed the wound at that moment, and Wen Lie kept pulling it away and wiping it. After a few times, my vision was good. The orcs watching from a distance could clearly see that the muscles in Zhan's wound were turning white, and Zhan was screaming again and again.

Looking at Wen Lie, who was calm and unrelenting, a group of clanking orcs moved further away in unison.

Wen Lie said before that the light needs to be kept good and they are not allowed to approach. These orcs didn't take it seriously, but now they consciously walked away.

Wen Lie's men were neat and tidy, but he was thinking hard in his heart, what should be used to bandage the wound?

The wound was not deep, but it was not small. The fracture even damaged the muscle, so it had to be firmly fixed with a splint. This is easy to say, but the breathable gauze used for dressing, what should he use instead?

Maybe it was the distress of the knotted brow that infected Myu who was staring at him closely. Myu's fingertips were crushed, which was his usual small movement when he was thinking, "What else?"

Suddenly, Miao asked.

After stopping Zhan's bleeding and scrubbing the wound clean, Wen Lie put down his hand that was scratching the wound before seriously looking at the humanoid Miao.

She has short hair with silvery stubble, standing upright, presumptuous and wild, with deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge. She is dressed in a distinctive black animal fur suit, and she is full of pretentiousness.

The corner of Wen Lie's mouth twitched, saying that he was a sophomore, and he really pretended to be.

If it weren't for the string of zeros on the guide screen, he would really think that this is a stupid big guy with no brains.

He silently pulled out the guide to take a look, and sure enough, it didn't lose a single point.

The word "Miao" flashed between black and red, Wen Lie clicked on it, it was the words that the guidebook warned him just now, and he stayed there without saying a word.

Wen Lie sighed, this guy is still thinking about killing people.

How should he stop the other party?

He pointed to Zhan's wound, "We need a wooden board to fix his thigh. It's easy to say, anyone can cut a piece with a stone knife, but it takes time for the wound to heal, and the bandage needs to breathe. I can't find anything that breathes."

Miao paused, "Fan rattan."

Zuo's eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right, the fan rattan is breathable and strong! I'll go find it right away!"

Wen Lie found a clean stone, squatted in front of the temporarily liberated stone pot, threw the previously washed sponge into it, smashed it with the stone, and smeared it all on the wound.

Looking at Wen Lie's focused expression, Miao asked seemingly casually, "What are you doing?"

"Stop the bleeding."

"Not just now?"

Wen Lie glanced at him, knowing that the other party had begun to have doubts about him, so he didn't hide it, "Bone setting, his leg bone is broken, he should stop the bleeding first, and then do the wound to stop the bleeding. Before stopping the bleeding, use water mixed with salt Disinfect, so that the wound will not be infected and suppurated, but it will not rot, and the leg can be preserved with a high probability."

Miao's pupils shrank suddenly, bursting out with a stunning light.

Wen Lie lowered his head and didn't see it. He repeated it several times, trying to make it clear. The orcs still didn't understand it, but this didn't prevent them from grasping the key words. Zuo said excitedly: "You said his legs can Good?! It won’t rot in the future?!”

Then he suddenly darkened his face, "Don't try to lie to us!"

Wen Lie knew that when dealing with this group of savages, it is best to be relaxed, not to stretch too much, but not to please too much, he rolled his eyes impatiently, "What does his legs have to do with me? But I just found a kind of hemostatic grass, and try to use it to see if it can cure people."

He gritted his teeth and hated secretly. Originally, he didn't expect Miao and his group to be so grateful for what he had done. It's okay to let this Zhan owe him a favor.

When he said this, the orcs would not believe it, but they would not doubt it too much, thinking that he was really just experimenting with half-orcs, and his good intentions were in vain!

Wen Lie looks gentle on the outside, but the indifference on the inside is deep-rooted, otherwise he would not think that the problem will start from the worst angle.

Of course, Zuo and the others didn't value Zhan as a non-orc, but were shocked by the information revealed in Wen Lie's words!

The broken leg disease, which even Master Wu Ya could not do anything about, can be cured when Wen Lie comes here!

For a moment, everyone forgot words.

The bonfire jumped lively on everyone's face, making the open space even more silent.

How did Wen Lie come up with such a miraculous treatment method?

The priests of each tribe are the only ones who can heal the orcs, and they will never pass on the wisdom bestowed by the beast gods to others, especially Lord Wuya.

As for the servant priests, all the orcs feel that their ideas are absurd. Once the priest finds out that the servant priest has betrayed the beast god and tells others what he has learned, what awaits them is the same treatment as the original beast—exile .

What's more, how could the serving priest be able to do something that even the priest couldn't do?

Everyone, at the same time, came up with the most unlikely and most likely answer in their minds——

Wen Lie awakened the witch power.