Chapter 190: Naming Conference
"I agree, the recuperation cabin is a necessary material for each team, as long as the team is a little stronger, basically each main team member will be equipped with one!" Niu Dawan was very happy that the captain could think of this, although it was not a big deal, but at least it proved that Meng Huangliang was not a mediocre talent who did nothing.
"Our team used to basically pay for the school's recuperation equipment, but every time we have to pay for it, most of the time we still need to queue up, which is too troublesome!" Niu Dawan thought of Meng Huangliang's current situation, so he minded: "I think that if you can discuss it with Bai Xingxing, you may be able to buy second-hand equipment from the school at a low price."
In this way, there is a lot of money left! β
"Happy in vain?" Meng Huangliang squinted at the cow bowl, and said twice: "I think it's better for me to provoke him less recently!" β
"Uh..." Niu Dawan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said embarrassedly: "Haha, that's too!" β
"Then why don't you find the old mage?"
"Do you think that the master and his old man have a lot of opportunities to take care of this second-hand transaction?" Meng Huangliang now has a headache when he thinks of Ruiz, and when he thinks about it again, he will be forced to retreat and practice, and his head instantly hurts.
"Haha... No, wait! β
Niu Dawan suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to stop everyone.
"What's wrong?" Meng Huangliang asked.
Niu Dawan closed his eyes and felt it carefully, then opened his eyes and said, "I seem to feel the breath of the same clan in front of me!" β
"Shall we go and have a look?"
Gai Xiaoya poked out his head, snuggled up to Niu Dawan's side, and said, "Since we are relatives of my eldest brother, if we encounter danger, we have to help anything!" β
According to the past, if Gai Xiaoya called him uncle, the big bowl of cattle would have exploded.
But this will be delayed, and it is estimated that Niu Dawan also has this meaning in his heart.
Meng Huangliang on the side also saw the strangeness of the cow bowl, so he said: "Since it is your clan, then the three of us will go over and have a look, if there is really anything to help, we will depend on the situation!" β
"How? Brother Niu? β
Niu Dawan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Then I will thank you here first!" β
"Okay, Jimmy, you and the little are waiting here, if anything, remember to call us as soon as possible!"
"Okay!" Jimmy nodded.
There was still a wounded man lying on his stomach, and it was difficult for him to follow the team, so he had to stay here first.
After explaining, the three of them quickened their pace, and under the guidance of Niu Dawan, they walked to the southeast side of the original route.
"It's closer, I feel like that fellow is nearby!"
Niu Dawan stopped and motioned for everyone to disperse first, so as to avoid this being a trap set by others and catch them all.
"Can you tell me the general direction?" Meng Huangliang asked, "I don't feel that there are other people around here at all!" β
"Me too!"
Gai Xiaoya frowned, holding the sword in his hand and looking around.
"Right ahead!" Niu Dawan frowned, looked at the mound not far ahead, and had a trace of doubt: It stands to reason that the person (Niu) of the same clan should have sensed my existence, why is he still hiding there at this time and refusing to come out?
Is it really a trap?
"Don't move here yet, I'll go over and have a look!"
After all, Niu Dawan was still worried about the comfort of the clansmen, and he couldn't bear it, and he was afraid that it was really a trap that would affect his teammates, so he chose to run over alone.
Approaching the mound, Niu Dawan slowed down, although he knew that with his current weight, he would inevitably alarm the person (ox) behind the mound, but he still moved cautiously step by step.
Before he could get around the mound, Niu Dawan smelled a strong smell of blood, and when he got a few steps closer, he saw faint blood stains hanging on both sides of the mound.
"Could it be that this man is injured?"
With such doubts, Niu Dawan quickly walked around the mound, and when he saw a scarred man (ox), he saw it.
"This... What's going on? β
A deep uneasiness rose in Niu Dawan's heart, he could feel that although the aura of this fellow clan was weak, his strength could be said to be on par with his own, but if it was an ordinary injury, it was not enough to make him feel uneasy.
But looking at the two broken horns that the clansman was holding tightly in his hands, Niu Dawan only felt that his scalp was full, because no matter what, he couldn't imagine what kind of powerful enemy he could break the horns on the head of a clansman with similar strength to himself?
With a heavy heart, Niu Dawan stepped forward to probe his snort and said happily: "Still alive!" β
But because the man's injury was so serious, even his face was covered with blurred blood, so he really couldn't bear to see which poor man (ox) this man was.
"Broken horns, trauma to the left eye, possible blindness by visual inspection! The head injury was severe, which may have been the primary cause of his coma. After checking the head injury of Niu Dawan's fellow clan, the little moved his eyes downward, and the little hand began to check the injury on his body after being disinfected again: "The two arms are weak, there is obvious deformity and displacement, and the preliminary judgment is a serious fracture!" β
Then, the little took out a stethoscope from the medical bag and put it on the chest of the injured person: "The heartbeat is weak, and the breathing is abnormal!" β
After listening to the heartbeat, the little then lightly pressed the lower part of the injured with his hand, frowned, and said seriously: "The left rib is broken three times, and the right side is slightly displaced, but fortunately, it didn't hurt the internal organs, otherwise I am afraid it would have been a dead corpse a long time ago!" β
Meng Huangliang looked at the severed arm hanging on his chest, and secretly praised this bull brother's physique for really leaving skin, and he was still hanging for a breath when he was beaten like this, which simply refreshed his three views: "Tsk, little, is this guy still saved?"
If not, don't do it! β
"The healer is merciful, I will try no matter what!" There was no joke on the little's face, and then he immediately turned into a look of eagerness to try and said: "What's more, this is also one of the few practical opportunities I have encountered, whether it can be saved or not, I have to try!" β
"Ahem... IΒ·Β·Β· I thinkΒ·Β· ThinkΒ·Β· Ahem... I should be rescued! At this moment, the wounded man lying on the ground suddenly woke up leisurely and said vaguely: "No... However, can you give me a different doctor? β
Seeing the wounded wake up, everyone couldn't help but gather around curiously.
"Spread out! Keep the fresh air flowing, do you want to suffocate Master Niu's kindred? The little gray machine first dispersed the crowd of melon-eating people who came up, and then scolded the wounded angrily: "Hey, it's your great luck to meet us, and I still have my existence among the people who saved you, and it's a blessing in luck, you still dare to pick and choose here?"
Dislike me?
Do you still want to live? β
I saw the wounded spitting out words with difficulty: "Ahem... Ahem, I think... I can hold on for a while! β
"Stop, stop, don't get excited, don't talk!" The little handler hurriedly pressed the wounded and persuaded: "Seeing that you vomit blood foam when you speak, if you don't accept treatment, I'm afraid you really have to report to Karthus!" β
"Master Niu, since you are your kindred, why don't you help persuade me!" Little Ash Machine frowned and said, "If he resists extremely, it will have a great impact on my next practical experience!" β
"Hands-on experience?" The corners of Meng Huangliang's mouth twitched, and he muttered quietly on the side: "No wonder I feel that the appearance of bandaging me is a little stumbling, it turns out that I am used as a practitioner!"
is such a Zhao Yun, he actually used a little white to fill the number indiscriminately, and he was angry with me! β
"No, did you see that little golden man standing stupidly over there?" Xiao Gray Machine was afraid that such a good practical material in front of him would slip out of his hands, so he hurriedly pointed at Meng Huangliang and said: "Look at his arm, it was already a powder fracture at that time, and it was not picked up by my skillful hands?" β
"So, don't be afraid and don't worry, although this girl has not experienced several open-air surgeries, my basic skills are solid!"
The wounded twisted his neck with difficulty, looked at Meng Huangliang, and his eyes flashed with thick suspicion, and the few words of the little alone were not enough to dispel his worries about the word "practice".
But as time went on, his body became more and more tingling, and the energy that was constantly shaking in the circuit made him understand that his current situation was on the verge of death, and he must not be consumed like this anymore.
Thinking about this, the wounded silently closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then please start, doctor!" β
"Oh no, I think I forgot to bring anesthetics!"
The little suddenly hugged the medicine box and exclaimed, and his original confident appearance suddenly fell halfway.
"Rough!"
The wounded man spat and scolded: "What kind of doctor are you, so irresponsible... Ahh β
Just as he was scolding, the little handler suddenly pulled out a scalpel and slashed at him, and a bloody cut was immediately exposed to the air.
"Everyone, press him, don't let him move, I need to manually correct his rib position now!" The little machine was not as green as imagined, and then the opportunity to divert the attention of the wounded directly opened the curtain of the open-air operation.
"Rub, say it earlier!"
Several men were suddenly busy, pressing the legs and locking the throats, but no one cared about the two arms, and it was estimated that they were all broken, so there was no need to bother.
And in the blink of an eye, the wounded man was reduced to a wounded man full of big men.
"Uncle, this is your relative, hurry up and say something to divert his attention, the good guy is injured like this, and he is still so strong! I can't hold it anymore! β
Gai Xiaoya was holding the most powerful right leg in a hurry, and with his current strength of the seventh order, it was indeed a little difficult.
"Don't disgrace the people of our Niutou Clan!" The cow bowl controls the wounded's shoulder circumference, that is, the position of the throat, and the two corbels are very tightly sandwiched between the wounded, which is not such a wonderful posture, which makes the wounded so ashamed that they want to bite their tongues and commit suicide.