Chapter 1 Oh no, which great god have I provoked?
"Brakes! Hit the brakes! ”
"Stepped on! I stepped on it! ”
"Bang ......"
It's over, it's dead.
I finally saved some money, came all the way to the west, the journey has ended, I saw the Tianshui, I entered Xi'an, and it was raining.
At a speed of one hundred and twenty miles, there was a highway with stagnant water, and the large truck that suddenly merged in front of me, just watched it enter.
I'm going to die...... Xu Yi was sure that he was dead.
In the future, I will never be accompanied by irritable people, this guy who claims to be twenty years of driving experience, keeps one hundred and twenty miles on the highway in heavy rain, and people are too irritable. If you don't do it, you won't die, and this time you will definitely die by yourself.
Alas, how can there be a future? It's all dead balls.
At this moment, Xu Yi thought about it thousands of times, but unfortunately, he died.
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Not dead? Haha, I'm not dead. That's great!
Xu Yi felt the pain, it was in the left abdomen, it was a hot pain, there was pain, that is, he was not dead. It's good if you're not dead, it's okay if it hurts.
The eyes can be opened, and you need to exert yourself. Xu Yi opened his eyes vigorously, wanting to see who saved us, and he must thank him. This is a lifesaver, Entong reinvented.
What's that? It was so bright that it seemed to be about to stick to his skull. Who? Why?
In an instant, there are ten million possibilities, and Xu Yi doesn't want the possibility of dying again. Looking at the dazzling things coming at him, he forgot the pain and turned over strongly.
It seems to have dodged.
The palm of the hand is just propped up, and it is slimy. At this time, the five senses returned, there was a smell of blood, and it was quite strong.
"Still hiding? Kill your little! ”
Not sure if he was talking about himself, Xu Yi saw something bright and swaying coming at him again······ It's a knife, the kind of waist knife in movies and television.
Isn't this in the hospital? It's not at the scene of a car crash, where is it? How can someone hack themselves to death?
"Ah......" was pierced, Xu Yi couldn't help but shout, quite poignant.
At the moment when Xu Yi fainted in pain, Xu Yi heard it, as if to say: "Zhu Laosi, hurry up, it's not far from the post station, don't plant it!" ”
It's almost dead again, and it's alive again, and the feeling of being dead and alive is really a little crooked.
Xu Yi came back to life again, and woke up leisurely, it was still daytime, I don't know how long it was dark, so naturally I couldn't tell if it was another day.
The moment of the crash was around eleven o'clock in the morning, and I was ready to eat lunch in Xi'an. The first time I woke up, it should have been the first or second day, because the waist knife was dazzling by the slanting sun.
Right now...... It's sunset again.
How do you know the time if you haven't taken care of the points in the southeast and northwest?
Xu Yi felt that what he only needed to distinguish was, what kind of god did he provoke?
However, fortunately, he did not die. Since you are not dead, you have to live well, even if you are stubborn, you have to live well.
I wanted to get up, and I tried my best, but even though I was a little weak, I felt like I could get up, well, I could get up.
Why don't you lie down and get up and see the scene...... It felt worse than being dead or alive.
It was all corpses, more than a dozen, bloody and bloody, and it was stained with blood...... Fortunately, I studied medicine, otherwise I might have passed out again...... Scared.
Try not to think about what is going on, it is definitely not acting, the person is really dead, Xu Yi can be sure of this. The costume is ancient, a serious Tang costume, not a Tang costume with a collar, nor a wrap when the old man died, it is a serious robe.
At this time, Xu Yi needed to touch some things and deal with the wound on his left abdomen first...... That turtle sun, both times stabbed in one part, the left rectus abdominis, oblique abdominis, etc., well, this is the part.
Xu Yi is a major in orthopedics and traumatology of traditional Chinese medicine, graduated with a bachelor's degree, and does not want a third-class hospital, so he can only mix with a county-level hospital.
It's a pity that the major and the curriculum do not match, resulting in Xu Yi's medical level being neither Chinese nor Western.
He has been mixed in emergency, orthopedics, and anesthesiology, but none of them are outstanding.
However, I still have some experience in dealing with my current and current injuries.
He needed a needle holder, hemostats, needles and threads, and if only he had a debridement kit. Need gauze, cotton balls, iodophor or alcohol, need saline, hydrogen peroxide, metronidazole water...... If you think about it too much, there should be nothing in this situation.
rummaging through the corpses one by one: "How offended, you are dead, I still want to live, waste use, what trouble do you have to contribute...... Uh, I found it myself, a little offended, understand, understand! ”
The unsatisfactory life made Xu Yi expand his mind, or it is okay to be at peace with the situation, anyway, his heart is quite big and he is calm.
Not bad, almost rummaged through these dead bodies, with a sewing kit, a water bladder, a fire fold, and an iron pot, coarse salt, and linen...... It is estimated that it is to wipe the sweat, and it stinks.
By the way, there are also some dry foods.
You can't beg too much, so that you can fool the wound.
This is not the world it once was! Xu Yi just doesn't want to, and the facts will tell him, and there is no way to avoid it.
In any case, if you want to continue to live, you must take care of your wounds, and then try to understand which dynasty this is and then consider what kind of life it will be.
Dragging the stump...... It's not crippled, it's miserable. It was tattered, bloody, and the blood that had stopped was ticking open again at this time.
Oh no! Which god did you mess with? Let the master be so unlucky!
Leaving the place where the corpse was dumped...... It's not that you can see the past, it's that you really can't afford to bury those who died in vain.
Forget it, let's live on our own.
Probably this time is the end of the day, this way to avoid the dead body, Xu Yi probably looked at it
Vegetation and light, based on what you have learned in elementary school, determine whether it is the late evening or the late autumn.
The wrong time and space, even the wrong season, this is the region...... It seems to be the place of a car accident.
Why can't the highway coincide with the official road at this time? Thinking too much, thinking too much, managing too much.
Nesting in a recessed cave, Xu Yi set up a fire, set up a pot, and threw a few pieces of salt...... Let's boil some saline.
I carefully calculated how much salt should be put in 0.9 percent...... It's stupid enough, I gave up after thinking about it.
As for the non-sodium chloride content of coarse salt...... Whatever, it's not eating anyway.
There is no thermometer, so you can only cool it slowly after boiling water, and your fingers will try again and again, so you don't burn it anymore.
Chew a few mouthfuls of dry food and take two sips while the water is hot...... I was dizzy, and I was thinking about not drinking it just now, but fortunately, it was either too bitter or a little astringent.
The lonely state, thinking wildly, is quite relieving.
The warm water was poured on the wound, and Xu Yi, who was stung by the salty water, wanted to cry in pain...... Wait a while to stitch up, how will I live?
Bear with it!
After rinsing several times in a row, the needle that had just been bent by fire was threaded...... Fortunately, the needle at this time is not pure steel and can be burned.
Fold the sackcloth a few times and stuff it in your mouth...... The smell is refreshing, so that you don't faint in pain.
Then, Xu Yi began to stitch one by one. The head is stretched far away, worried about sweat dripping on the wound...... It hurts, it's really unbearable, I want to cry, I want to scream...... I can't scream, biting the sackcloth, the sockets are almost penetrating the burlap.
Oh no! Which god have I provoked?