Ancient wasteland

Shan was terrified, frightened by the wound on Ye's body, this... the stomach was scratched, and the internal organs slipped out, what should I do? !

How could it be so badly injured, this is the hope of their tribe, it may awaken the beast-shaped Ye!

Injured like this, can he still be saved? !

Shan was frightened out of three souls and seven souls, and turned back in an instant. Looking at the people around outside, he shouted loudly, "What are you doing here in a daze? Hurry up and let the priest heal him!"

Everyone in the tribe thought that Ye might die. With such a serious injury, he could even see the contents of his stomach. How could he survive? !

They have also encountered it before, and some of them had their stomachs scratched and died soon!Seeing the serious injuries in the wild made me feel very heavy.

Ye Ye is the youngest warrior in their tribe!How could he be injured so badly!What should I do now.

After hearing the patriarch's call, hope rose again, yes, there are sacrifices, the sacrifices are so powerful, they will definitely save the wild.

Quickly moved, hurriedly carried the wild animal in, and put it into the sacrificial cave.

The priest was also taken aback when he saw the wound on Ye's body.

Standing up tremblingly, holding the scepter, he quickly walked to the shelf next to him to get the hemostatic medicine, shook out the powder, and wanted to stop the bleeding.

But the wound on Ye's body was so serious, the blood flowed like water, and the powder was washed away by the blood when it was sprinkled, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

The priest was so anxious that he was sweating all over, and he covered the wound on Ye's stomach with his old bark-like palms, trying to block the outlet for blood to flow out.

But it was still futile, the blood flowed more and more, dyeing Ye's whole body red like a blood man.

The bleeding could not be stopped, and the priest knew that the injury could not be healed by himself.

Panting heavily like an old cow pulling a wrecked cart, he tapped the ground with his scepter, "Go find Jing, bring Jing back to me! Go!"

Shan didn't know what he was looking for at this juncture, so he was stunned, and was swept over by the priest with a scepter, and cursed loudly, "You don't have to hurry!"

The dignified patriarch was driven out to find someone, but Shan didn't care about it, so he hurried out to the place where the collection team went to find someone.

Sacrifice in the cave.Clutching Ye's stomach tremblingly, reciting prayer mantras in a low voice, anxiously waiting for Jing Que to come back.

From the moment Jing Que started to move things in the sacrificial cave, the priests were watching him, watching Jing Que direct the field to make various shelves, boxes, and boxes.

Make clothes, hats, and even make powders and pills from herbs in the cave, and boldly and secretly cut off their own hair.

The priests saw them all, but he didn't stop them.

He guessed in his heart that Jing Zhu came from a super big tribe and knew a lot of knowledge, so he felt that Jing Zhu could bring him surprises.

After all, Jing Que once saved the patriarch's life, and he was helpless when the patriarch was injured at that time.

In fact, the scene is really surprising. No matter the baskets, needles, clothes, or fur tanning methods, it is an eye-opener for the priests.

He believed that if Jing could save the patriarch's life, he would also be able to save the wild.

On the way the collection team returned to the tribe, Jing Que was carrying half a basket of neem, walking back with the fish, talking while seeing the patriarch running towards him from a distance, he was a little stunned, "The patriarch..."

Without saying a word, Shan rushed to Jing Que, picked him up by the waist, carried him on his shoulders, and ran back with big strides.

While running, he explained, "The wounded man is very serious, the priest asked me to find you back."

Jing Que was placed horizontally on his shoulders, and the bones on the patriarch's shoulders moved his internal organs, causing all kinds of discomfort.

But at this critical moment, I can't take care of so much.

Enduring the stomachache, he waved his hand behind, "Fish. Bring me back all the neem on the ground."

Shan is a secondary fighter, faster than Ye.

Jing Que stayed on his shoulder, and he heard the wind blowing, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated into afterimages, which felt like taking a high-speed train.

Shan carried him and ran into the priest's cave before throwing him down.

Resisting the urge to vomit, Jing Que went to look at Ye's wound, and was startled when he saw it, his body was covered in wounds, and he felt that his whole body was not healthy...

As if the skin had been peeled off, he was completely a blood man. It was a miracle that he didn't die on the spot with such a serious injury.

He took a deep breath, clenched his trembling fingers, ordered people to go out to fetch water, and quickly ran to the shelf.

He took the wrapped leaves and began to wipe and clean the wounds on his body.

There are injuries all over Ye Ye's body, the cut on the stomach is the most eye-catching, too conspicuous, Jing Zhu intends to deal with the injury on the stomach first.

Otherwise, he was afraid that the wild would not be able to hold on to the amount of bleeding from the wound. The dried leaves are extremely hygroscopic.

Jing Yu didn't care that the leaves were not disinfected, and asked while wiping, "Go farther away, how did you hurt like this, baby? Is she okay!?"

Bei was sitting next to her. She also had wounds on her body, but they were relatively shallow. She was taking the medicine powder given to her by the priest and sprinkled it on herself.

Hearing Jing Que ask her, he quickly shook his head and frowned, "I'm only slightly injured, I'm fine, look at Ye, can you help me?"

Jing Que threw away the blood-stained leaves, "I don't know, I'll try my best, isn't it saying that white bears are not dangerous!?"

Ye asked him to preside over the ceremony, and after he agreed, Ye went to look for Bai Xiong. If he couldn't be saved, even if the priest didn't have any objections to him.

He couldn't get past his own level, Jing Que was short of breath, thinking of a way to stop the bleeding in his mind.

Bei explained to him in a low voice, "The white bear is not dangerous, but we met the white bear beast king, who is as tall as two white bears, and his defense is amazing.

We sneaked up on the white bear beast king, but unfortunately we underestimated its destructive power. After the fight, we were at a disadvantage, so I advised the wild to retreat quickly.

Danye said that the white bear beast will move north soon, and if you miss it, you may not get your teeth. He didn't listen to me, he... can he still be saved? "

Jing Zhu frowned, so is the white bear tooth so important? !So important that you don't even care about your life? !

Are you stupid, how can you form a partner with Yun after you die?

He was so angry that his chest hurt, and he said coldly, "I will try my best."

The person who went out to fetch water quickly came back with water. Jing Que asked the nearby mountain to hold down the leaves, and poured water to wash away the blood on the wound.

At least he could see the wound clearly, then took out the silver needle, put on the thread from the leaves, and bowed his head to start stitching up the wound.

He is not a doctor, he has never had surgery, he has never stitched up a wound, he has never even seen how other people stitch it up, and he doesn't know how to stitch a wound.

But he knew that if such a large wound was not sutured, the bleeding could not be stopped, and the bleeding could not be stopped, and there was only a dead end.

Now in the tribe, no one can match his sewing skills.

He could only bite the bullet, use Ye's belly as fabric, and sew it according to the method of sewing clothes.

Jing Que was used to sewing clothes and animal skins, and he sewed very quickly. The silver needles were flying up and down, pulling the threads in the leaves, and they were a little blunt.

While sewing, he rinsed Ye's intestines with water and put them in his stomach. By the way, he checked whether there were any wounds on the intestines.

He can only sew some skin and flesh, if there is any injury on the intestines, then he is really powerless, it is the king of Hades who is demanding his life, just wait for death.

Fortunately, no, it is God's blessing.

Jing Que held his breath and sewed up the wound. He didn't know if the stream would be infected with bacteria. He had no choice but to boil the water too slowly. It took half an hour to boil the stone pot in the tribe.

In half an hour, it is estimated that the fart will be burped directly, so there is no need to sew.

Jing Que had to sew up the foot-long wound for about 15 minutes.

The process was very long. Fortunately, the place where he sewed up slowly began to stop the bleeding and coagulation, and the blood flow was not so violent.

Let Ye not bleed to death until the wound is stitched up.

The blood stopped slowly, leaving a twisted scar. The priest looked at Jing Que's eyes and said, "The blood on the wound stopped bleeding! Is there any help?"

Jing Que's nerves were tense throughout the whole process, and just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he directly sat down on the ground, exhausted and covered in cold sweat.

Yu came over to help him, "Are you all right?"

Jing Que shook his head weakly, "It's okay, you help me clean the wound on his body, and I'll give him medicine."

He said and looked at the priest, "I'm not sure yet, wait until the medicine is finished, and wait to see if there will be infection and fever. If you can survive it, you will be saved."

Yu wiped the sweat off his forehead for him, and then walked over to clean the wound carefully, Jing Que followed suit with the powder, his hands were shaking.

There were too many wounds on Ye Ye's body, and the medicine powder was not enough later, so he directly used the sacrificial herbs to make a herbal paste and wrapped it up, which was barely enough.

After the medicine was finished, Jing Que shivered and wrapped up the wound with soft leaves before sitting down to take a breath.

The whole tribe looked at him, and the moment Jing Que sat down, everyone's eyes were full of surprise and awe.

This, is this their future sacrifice? !

Wild's injuries were so severe, they all thought that Wild would surely die.

Unexpectedly, they could be rescued. Although Ye hadn't woken up yet, they somehow believed that Ye would definitely be rescued!

Jing Que took a breath and looked at the people beside Ye, "Go and shave off Ye's hair and beard, and check if there is any injury on his head."

The man saluted him respectfully, "Yes."