When the hand touches, a golden light is released, and then the wound scabs over and recovers quickly...... Dr. Jobs really won't learn this operation for a while!

And the golden light or something, this is obviously the category of "magic", Dr. Jobs is okay with medical skills, but when it comes to magic, if he has magic qualifications, he will still be a woolen doctor!

Who let you learn the arts! Hearing Dr. Jobs' complaint, Edward rolled his eyes.

What Edward intended Dr. Jobs to learn was his previous maneuver, which was to purge the corpse of poison with holy water, and then remove the necrotic flesh.

In terms of medical skills, Edward did not know much, but after all, Edward had the backing of the ancient gods, so in Edward's mind, he stored a lot of knowledge about surgery.

Edward wasted his time and had an operation to get Jobs to learn the maneuvers.

Otherwise, with Edward's ability, a purification technique, a healing technique, and a preservation operation to eliminate the disease, alive!

I don't know if it's Dr. Jobs's delusion, in the face of the little boy in front of him, Jobs always has the illusion of facing his teacher, Jobs said cautiously: "Remove the necrotic pieces of meat?" I would. ”

Jobs was a field doctor, and he was really good at dealing with trauma, otherwise he would not have become the head of a guerrilla medic.

"Very well, then my task is to teach you how to use holy water properly." Looking at Jobs, Edward nodded in satisfaction.

Then Edward turned around and looked at Kleist, who was lying on the hospital bed looking at him with blank eyes, Edward pursed his lips, and directly raised his hand to pat Kleist's arm, and easily untied the straps that bound Kleist.

"Don't occupy the bed, just leave quickly, there are still many people waiting for treatment."

"Huh?" Kleist was stunned.

No, wasn't he just given a cremation order by Dr. Jobs, saying that he couldn't be saved? People are about to burn, how can they let themselves get out of the hospital bed in the blink of an eye? Is he okay?

"Don't do it, hurry up, there are still many people waiting for treatment, the sooner the corpse poison is removed, the better." Edward looked at Kleist, who looked sluggish, suspiciously, and after waiting for a moment to see that Kleist had not moved, he immediately sighed.

What a stout young man, but unfortunately the time for treatment is still a little late.

No, because the treatment was too late, the sequelae came, and it seemed that the corpse poison had hurt the brain of this young man named Kleist.

Kleist has become mentally retarded!

Edward shook his head regretfully, slapped Kleist's head in the face, and then turned around and walked towards the other two beds.

In a hospital bed, a young boy who looked to be a few years older than Edward was in a coma, trembling unconsciously due to the loss of blood and the invasion of corpse poison.

Edward looked under the young man's body, and saw that the young man's right calf had three deep scars that could be seen in the bone, and the flesh was open, exuding a gray color under the light.

"What were you going to do with this kid?" Edward looked at the boy and asked Jobs without looking back.

"Amputation!" Jobs said without hesitation that the early preparations of Jobs on the young man's side were actually almost ready, but Kleist's side was about to reach the "critical point" of the corpse transformation, so he did not give priority to dealing with the young man's injuries.

Edward nodded silently at Jobs' answer, without the premise of purifying the corpse poison with holy water, amputation is indeed the best choice that Jobs can do.

The corpse poison is spreading, and he is being treated under Jobs, and if he does not amputate his limbs, the teenager will die, and if he amputates his limbs, there is less than a 10% chance of surviving.

Okay, don't think about it so much, save people first!

Edward did not hesitate, and a sacred flame immediately bloomed in Edward's hand, and the flame quickly brushed over the scalpel in Edward's hand, and the scalpel was purified again.

Edward walked quickly to the young man's side, and after examining the unconscious young man back and forth twice, Edward poked the scalpel into the middle of the young man's right leg under the stunned gaze of everyone!

Hey, hey! It didn't hurt there! Watching from the sidelines, Hancock, who didn't understand medical treatment, almost called out.

Red and black, with a slight stench of blood pouring out of Edward's poking wound.

Edward didn't blink at this, he directly took out another bottle of pale golden holy water, and poured it on the newly opened knife on the young man's leg.

Edward's hand was steady, and the speed at which the wound was flushed was very slow, and drops of holy water continued to fall into the boy's wound.

Then, under the stunned gaze of Jobs, the bruises on the young man's legs gradually faded.

Rinse with one hand and peel the meat with the other.

Soon, the young man's deep bone wound also overflowed with bright red blood.

The young man, who had pale cheeks and was constantly trembling, was now wearing a slight flush on his face, and his breath smoothed out.

Edward turned around, looked at Jobs again, and asked, "Written down?" ”

"Yes." Jobs watched it very seriously just now, although it was not easy to understand, but Jobs still wrote down the process of Edward's operation.

In the same way, with his years of experience, Jobs thinks he can still do it.

Hearing Jobs' affirmative answer, Edward immediately took out a bottle of holy water from his bosom and stuffed it into Jobs's hand, and then Edward looked at Jobs and pointed to the only patient in the three beds in the medical tent.

A young man whose waist and abdomen seemed to have been torn off a piece of flesh by some monster.

Jobs received the order to carry the holy water to the youth.

At this time, Edward turned to look at the sleeping boy on the hospital bed, and the warm glow of the healing technique bloomed on the boy's legs......

Jobs stepped forward, and after meticulously flame sterilizing his scalpel, Jobs got busy with his head in front of the last patient in the tent at the moment.

Edward silently watched Jobs' movements, although he knew that the other party might be an old doctor who was experienced in dealing with trauma, but Edward still watched carefully.

After all, Edward didn't know much about the medical level of the world of Nairn, so maybe he was quite backward?

Seeing Jobs' steady operation, Edward nodded slightly, and Jobs seemed to be fine.

At this time, Edward finally had the leisure to perceive the situation around him, and then Edward was somewhat surprised to find that the injuries that were guarding outside the treatment tent were not serious.

Many Edwards even doubted that two sips of holy water could recover quickly!

Edward looked at Hancock in confusion and asked the question in his mind.

Hancock's face was a little ugly, and finally he shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Because people who are really seriously injured can't go back to the treatment camp, in fact, each of us has a bag of 'Glory Flame', and if we feel that we can't be saved, we will light the 'Glory Flame'......"

Edward understood.

In such a situation where the dead will get up and become enemies of the living, those who are really seriously injured will naturally be burned early!

Edward raised his hand and beckoned to Thomas, who was beside Hancock, and when he saw Edward's call, Thomas immediately ran to Edward's side.

"Send the healing potion to the doctor, how to use it, you teach him."

"Yes, Lord Edward."

As Edward and Thomas commanded, a somewhat hoarse voice of surprise rang out.

"Rescued, really rescued! Haha, haha! ”

Dr. Jobs wept with joy as he looked at the young man whose face was gradually turning bloodied on the hospital bed, and he danced excitedly.

Here, Jobs saw too many deaths, too many soldiers standing and walking in, and finally being carried sideways to the fire outside the tent.

There is no doubt that in the camp, Jobs is the most stressed.

As for the few people who survived after being treated, Jobs knew very well that it was not his credit, but the credit of those people themselves, who were the strongest in the whole camp.

The higher the physical fitness, the higher the possibility of carrying the corpse poison, which is the conclusion that Jobs has concluded after these days of treatment.

Therefore, those cases of curing corpse poison are not the credit of Jobs.

Now, with the purifying power of holy water, Jobs has finally succeeded in saving a life! Although the holy water is credited, there is no doubt that the current young man is indeed the one who pulled him back from the shadow of death little by little!

"Hahaha, hahahahaha!" Inside the tent, Jobs laughed wildly.