Chapter 3: Colorful Tigers
Forget it, or do you start all over again, you come from a modern society with cars, the Internet, and an atomic bomb, can't you still handle this backward old society? It's a joke. Anyway, I don't mix well in modern society.,I can't even get a partner.,Maybe in this old society where people eat people, it's a good time.。
So what kind of ability do you rely on to live in this evil old society? Yang Qiuchi carefully recalled what he could do, and the first thing that came to mind was, of course, medical skills. After graduating from medical university, although he majored in forensic medicine, he still studied clinical medicine most of the time, and it was easy for a forensic doctor to change careers to become a clinician.
Thinking of this, Yang Qiuchi was a little proud, it seemed that he still hadn't chosen the wrong profession. Surgery to cure diseases, terminal tuberculosis and so on in the old society, aren't they all handy, maybe they can become a nationally renowned miracle doctor who overshadows Hua Tuo! Hahaha!
Yang Qiuchi stretched his body and began to fantasize about how to be a famous doctor in this ancient society, first he had to find some money to invest in medicines, medical equipment, and medicines? Apparatus? Where to buy? When I think of this, it is as if a basin of cold water has been poured all over my body. I studied Western medicine, and of course I had to use medicine to treat diseases, but where were Western medicines sold in ancient times? Don't say any special drugs, not even the most ordinary aspirin, open a fart clinic! Operate? There are scalpels, and in the aluminum alloy cabinet in the trunk, there are also anesthetics and anti-inflammatory drugs, but they are not much, they can't be used a few times, and they will have a fart operation when the medicine is used up?
It's in the soup! All dreams are in vain! Fuck, I knew I was going to cross, why didn't I learn Chinese medicine, there are herbs everywhere, but I knew I had to cross, what kind of Chinese medicine did I learn, and I put a lot of fucking all kinds of technologies in the computer, like what machine guns, cannons, tanks, high-yield rice, cars, electric lights, telephones, etc., when I came to ancient times, it was not blown that let China conquer the world, and what the fuck were still in the computer to play bullshit porn movie pictures! Depend on!
Yang Qiuchi gently slapped his face with his palm, regretting it very much. However, no matter how you say that you know more than the ancients, it shouldn't be much of a problem to mix well. Once you figure it out, your heart will be wide. Now let's go and see if the forensic equipment and investigative equipment have dropped.
Yang Qiuchi climbed out of the cab, turned to the back of the car, untied the rope of the carport, lifted the tarpaulin and looked at it, although the several large aluminum alloy cabinets with equipment were upset, they were also intact, so he was relieved.
Yang Qiuchi staggered to the edge of the stream, went down and drank a few sips of the mountain spring, then picked up the mountain spring with both hands, washed off the blood stains on his face, and lay on the grass by the stream, until he felt that everything was back to normal, and then he got up.
What time is it? Yang Qiuchi raised his wrist to look at the watch, only to find that the watch was missing. Look at the day, it shouldn't be noon yet. There is not even a small road around, it does not look like it is inhabited, it seems that you can only go down the creek and maybe find people.
The few large aluminum boxes behind the car could not be moved by themselves, so it seemed that they had to go out of the mountains first, and then find someone to carry the equipment on the truck.
Yang Qiuchi unbuttoned his green cloth short shirt, tied the armed belt of the pistol with the Tibetan knife around his waist, got dressed, stuffed the small digital camera into his arms, stepped on those large and small pebbles, and slowly walked downstream along the stream.
After walking for about an hour, I saw an animal drinking water next to the creek in the distance. I couldn't see it really, but when I got closer, I saw that it was a wild goat. Yang Qiuchi was a little hungry, and touched the 77-style pistol in his arms, do you want to hunt? There should have been no such thing as protecting wild animals in ancient times, right? After thinking about it, forget it, the wild goat is a protected animal of the state, although I don't know how many levels it is, it is protected anyway. In Yang Qiuchi's impression, as long as wild animals can move, except for mice, they are probably protected by the state.
Stop and look at this wild goat from a distance, it is very beautiful, a kind of warmth of harmony between humans and animals lingers in Yang Qiuchi's heart.
Suddenly, the wild goat raised its head, and its ears stood up, and it looked very alert. Could it be that he found himself? No, at this moment, there was a sound of dead branches breaking, and it was so clear between the quiet mountain streams. Immediately afterward, several pheasants fluttered out of the grass, swept over Yang Qiuchi's head, and flew towards the opposite peak.
The wild goat jumped over the brook with a bang, and like an arrow off the string, it quickly ran up the opposite hillside, and in a few moments disappeared into the dense bushes.
There is danger! Like those animals, Yang Qiuchi felt an inexplicable panic in his heart. Turning his head to look at the sound of dead branches breaking.
This look only frightened Yang Qiuchi to the point that he was so clever that he couldn't help but take a step back. I saw that in the grass more than ten meters away, a pair of bright eyes looked directly at him from the grass, grinning and snorting, and a pair of sharp teeth glowing under the sun. On the forehead, a yellow marking, faintly appeared the word "king" - it was a colorful tiger!
Yang Qiuchi subconsciously wanted to touch the gun, as soon as his fingers moved, he immediately stopped, the pistol was hung in the ancient green cloth shirt on his body, and it was not loaded, the tiger was only more than ten meters away from him, and the most likely result was that before he took out the pistol, the tiger had already bitten his throat!
What to do? Yang Qiuchi stared at the tiger, and the tiger also stared at Yang Qiuchi.
Yang Qiuchi is no stranger to tigers, when he was a child, he saw a lot in the zoo, lazily lying on the concrete floor of Tiger Mountain to bask in the sun, Yang Qiuchi also smashed the tiger with an apple, and he didn't see how powerful the tiger was, so he didn't feel particularly afraid, but he still understood that this was not a zoo tiger, it would eat people.
Yang Qiuchi didn't dare to move, his eyes turned around, and he found that a few meters away from the bank on the opposite side of the stream, there was a big tree.
Up the trees! Even if the tiger can climb trees, it will not be fast enough to weigh so much, and by the time it climbs up, it has already taken out its pistol and opened fire.
The tiger stared at Yang Qiuchi and began to approach slowly step by step.
Run! Yang Qiuchi turned around and jumped into the stream. At the same time, a tiger roar was heard in my ears, the whole mountain was trembling, the dead branches were torn, and a cold wind was chasing after me!
Yang Qiuchi jumped over the stream in two steps, ran under the big tree, grabbed the bottom branch, and turned over with a barb.
The tiger jumped onto a large rock in the stream, and then jumped over the stream and pounced on Yang Qiuchi's legs hanging from the branches.
Damn! Yang Qiuchi hurriedly retracted his legs, and the tiger claws swept under his feet, only a few inches away!
Yang Qiuchi hurriedly used his hands and feet together, wrapped around the branch like a python, and grabbed the branch tightly with both hands. After the tiger pounced in the air, he turned around, stared at Yang Qiuchi, roared, and pounced on it with a brush. It's just a few inches away! The tiger's glittering fangs were so close that the fishy smell from its mouth could be smelled.
Yang Qiuchi wrapped himself around the branches, face down, nervously looking at the tiger rushing through the air, just now the tiger did not observe the surrounding terrain in an emergency, and pounced from the bottom to the top, so he failed to catch himself, if the tiger jumped up from the slope to catch himself, then the limit would come.
It's too late to pull out the gun, climb up first! When Yang Qiuchi was lying on the branch in a panic, he happened to be facing the trunk of the tree, and he couldn't climb up along the trunk. But if you want to turn around on this arm-thick branch, you don't have the skill, not to mention that there is a man-eating tiger jumping around to catch you. Looks like he can only climb a little higher up into the treetops and then pull out his pistol to kill the damn tiger.
But just squirming, Yang Qiuchi knew that this idea would not work, because this branch was not long, and the position where he was lying was already very close to the treetops, and now this branch was already trembling up and down, and if he climbed up again, the branch would break at any time!
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