Chapter 53: A Great Harvest
The blade-toothed tiger can kill a black bear, Wang Yang is not surprised, if an adult tiger is put together with a black bear, the tiger will also have some advantages, not to mention the injured black bear.
And the saber-toothed tiger is not a tiger, it is larger and heavier than a tiger, and although it is less fast and agile, it is easier to get hold of a relatively slow and large beast like a black bear.
It was also a little injured in the battle, and its lips seemed to be bitten open, as if it had been smeared with lipstick.
From time to time, it sticks out its tongue and purves its lips to clean its wounds.
After a while, it glanced at Wang Yang, and then bit the black bear of several hundred catties without saying a word, and dragged it away.
Wang Yang was in no mood to pay attention to it, he just wanted to find a way to get the dislocated arm back.
After getting off the tree, he hurried back to the cave and found an adult.
This adult is tall and strong, he is in the prime of life, the backbone of a family of four, and he can bring back a lot of food on weekdays, and he is deeply loved by the clan.
As soon as he saw Wang Yang coming back, he saw him holding his left hand, ran over and touched it, and immediately understood what the problem was, and said something with a whine.
Wang Yang's eyes lit up, could he be bone-picked? It's a bit unrealistic, how could a paleolithic ape-man be bone-grafted?
In fact, they really don't know how to graft bones, not only will they not, but they can't even tell the difference between a fracture and a dislocation.
Wang Yang was disappointed, and it seemed that he had to rely on himself, but the problem was that he had never studied medicine and wouldn't.
But it doesn't matter, learning and selling now is his forte.
In the past, I didn't see this kind of scene on TV, just pull and let go of the dislocated arm.
He also understood the principle of pulling apart the misaligned bones and connecting them to the correct bones.
So he immediately asked the adult to help him hold on to his arm.
In order to remember, he gave the adult a name, Orthopedic.
This is definitely not a prank, just a glimmer of hope that Wang Yang can hold on to his arm like an orthopedic surgeon.
He took the orthopedicist's hand, held it on his arm, and squeezed it tightly, signaling him not to let go.
Then he pulled back violently.
"Click~" An extremely crisp voice sounded, and he couldn't tell whether it was bone friction or muscle collision, Wang Yang only felt a heart-piercing pain, and his face became as pale as snow.
He took a deep breath and tried to hold it, not daring to spit it out, for fear that after he exhaled this breath, he would fall to the ground like a deflated ball.
The sweat on his forehead was rolling out, and his expression was extremely hideous.
Grab your arm and send it forward.
"Click~" was another crisp sound, Wang Yang couldn't hold back directly, and fell down in the snow, panting heavily.
He gently moved his left arm, and found that in addition to the pain, control was back in his hands.
"It's ...... It's done? Wang Yang himself was not sure.
The orthopedic scientist still didn't understand what Wang Yang was doing, he stared at his puzzled eyes, he didn't understand why Wang Yang was making himself miserable, if his hand was broken, he would recover well, wouldn't it be even more broken?
He felt a little flustered inexplicably, was he about to let go just now, what did Wang Yang mean?
Wang Yang didn't know what he thought, and he didn't know what Wang Yang thought, so he picked up Wang Yang and walked to the cave.
Leaning against the bonfire, feeling the temperature, Wang Yang felt that his left arm was much more comfortable, and he was a little lucky in his heart, but he didn't expect to hit it by mistake, and he really let himself catch it.
He looked out the window at the snowy world, and wanted to go out to hunt, but he had to take it slowly, as the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, and it takes good cultivation.
But suddenly, he was full of spirits, picked up a series of equipment such as wooden spears and bone spurs, and rushed out of the cave regardless of it.
"Gotta raid the black bear's den!"
The breeding of this thought was like a virus, quickly taking over his brain, and the urgent need for food could not be delayed by a small injury.
Hunger is a very special feeling, and it can make people go crazy and lose their minds.
Some experts and scholars have speculated that when a person is hungry to a certain extent, he will have the illusion of smelling food.
At this time, people's minds are all about food, and you may be talking about food for a long time to come.
If two modern people who have received a high civilization are put in a closed room, sooner or later one will kill the other, eat it.
This thing is not alarmist, human cannibalism starts with food.
Wang Yang is very glad that his tribe has not yet reached that kind of situation, even though there have been days of gnawing tree bark and knocking tree roots, but it has not yet developed into cannibalism.
He would never allow this to happen, otherwise he was not sure that he would be on par with the highly mentally ill.
After a long journey, he quickly came to the black bear's tree hole, carefully surveyed the surroundings, and found that no other animal had approached.
This was undoubtedly good news, and his biggest fear was that other animals would realize that the black bear was dead and raid its nest.
The Bladetooth Tiger guy obviously doesn't have that IQ.
Judging from various materials and explorations, the black bear's den generally does not gain anything.
Because their habits are similar to those of other hibernating animals, they hunt frantically in the first three seasons and grow a body of fat to survive the winter.
But Wang Yang didn't want to miss any opportunities.
He slowed his pace and crept closer to the big tree hole.
Black bears are solitary animals, and generally adult bears live alone, but in such a distant era, nothing was impossible.
This tree hole is a horizontal incision, and the hole is facing the sky, so Wang Yang holds a wooden spear in his right hand and a wooden board with a hole in his left hand.
Suddenly, he sped over, and at once he lowered the plank into the hole, and then thrust a wooden spear into the hole.
"Puff~"
"Roar~"
A few roars went crazy, Wang Yang's face changed, there was a bear inside!
At this time, it is impossible for him to retreat, and now the wooden board covers the hole, which is equivalent to a shield, and he can use the wooden spear to attack, which is a typical turtle in an urn, how can there be a reason to miss it?
He lifted the wooden spear, thrust it down, lifted it again, and thrust it down again.
There were bursts of anger and screams in the hollow of the trees, and the force of the volley was constantly heard from under the planks.
Wang Yang's left arm had just been connected, and he was hit like this, and he almost couldn't hold the plank, but no matter how painful it was, he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
One after another heavy blows, attacking the hole, there were more and more reactions in the hole, and finally after more than a dozen blows, Wang Yang couldn't hold on anymore and was lifted open.
A two-hundred-pound bear popped up, it crawled out of the tree hole, its lower abdomen was full of wounds, blood flowed wildly, and as soon as it came out, it fell to the ground.
At this moment, another bear crawled out, and the wound on its body was the same as the previous one, and as soon as it came out, it was out of breath.
Then another one crawled out.
It only had two wounds on its body, one was the hind leg and the other was the front leg, and the first reaction when it saw Wang Yang was to let out a dying struggle and rush towards him.
Its speed was very slow, it limped, and when it came to Wang Yang, it was no longer able to launch an effective attack, but Wang Yang stabbed it in the chest with a spear.
"Poof!"
The battle is over.
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