"Why are you swearing?" The veterinarian held the poplar branch in his hand and looked at the hunter who was holding the tree to the bottom of the tree.

Orion stopped holding the tree, looked down and said, "I think you're a little stupid. "After speaking, the hunter slipped down with his arms around the tree." Am I a little silly? "Veterinarians scratching their heads?

Descending the tree is much faster than ascending the tree, and the hunter slips down in a few words. He got down the tree and beat the thugs and said to the veterinarian, "I'm kidding you." ”

The veterinarian said in his heart: "How can anyone joke about scolding? The veterinarian took the poplar branch and walked towards the horse, still not knowing that the hunter was joking with him by asking him to pick him up from the tree.

Veterinarian Orion, the two of them returned to the horse side by side. Orion went to put the horse's legs, and the veterinarian took a knife to peel the bark.

The bark is easy to peel, and the veterinarian holds a knife in his hand, and he makes a slippery stick out of three strokes and five divisions. The stick is twice as long as chopsticks and as thick as a finger, making it suitable for stirring plaster.

The basin was filled with gypsum powder, and the veterinarian poured the half bag of gypsum powder into the basin. He picked up the water bladder from the grass, opened the stopper, and poured water with one hand and the other.

The veterinarian gripped a small piece of plaster powder on the edge and poured a bag of water down the edge of the basin. The veterinarian knocked on the edge of the basin with a slippery stick and threw the stick into the basin. Grab two water bottles, open the lids, and pour water down the edge of the basin together.

Half a bag of gypsum powder is a bit much. Think about it another way, not gypsum powder, but less water. When the veterinarian came, he deliberately brought more water. When it came to use, it was still less.

The plaster powder has to be fast, it will solidify if it is slow, and the veterinarian shouted: "Is there any water?" ”

The village owner, the soldiers, the female shopkeeper, they came in a hurry, and they didn't bring anything. The hunters came prepared, not to mention water, they brought dry food.

When the hunters saw this, they were stunned, and they all untied the water bags at their waists and threw them at the veterinarian's feet.

The veterinarian took the water bag, opened the lid and poured it into the basin. The bag of water was poured out, and the sticks in the basin were stirred by the water. The veterinarian threw the water bag, picked up the stick, and scraped the mountain-like gypsum powder into the water.

The mountains on the surface of the water were scraped into the water by veterinarians. When the hill was gone, the veterinarian inserted a stick into the plaster powder and stirred it with the water.

Stir indiscriminately to melt the gypsum powder and water into a muddy form.

The veterinarian saw that the gypsum powder had become mud, so he stirred it clockwise. The veterinarian quickly stirred around dozens of times, and then put the basin next to the horse. He threw the stick away, and with the plaster in both hands, he pasted it on the horse's feet.

The soldiers and hunters were holding their horses, not letting them move in the slightest.

The plaster is so paste, just hold it and paste it up, like pasting mud on the wall when I was a child.

Plaster is easy to solidify, and veterinarians should paste the plaster all the plaster to the horse's legs and feet before the plaster solidifies. The veterinarian held the plaster in his hand and moved quickly, bending over and sticking it to the horse's legs and feet.

After a while, the veterinarian pasted a basin of plaster onto the horse's legs. The legs, from the bottom of the hooves to the middle of the legs, were plastered, like wearing white long-legged leather boots.

The plaster is easy to fix, and the veterinarian is quick to paste. After plastering the plaster, he was sweating profusely. Straight-waisted and bent over, he could no longer care about the plaster on his hands, and stood upright with his hands on his waist.

The plaster paste on the horse's legs has not yet been polished, and it is not good-looking one after another. When the tall and thin hunter saw that the veterinarian did not wipe out the plaster, he said, "You don't clean the plaster either, and it will dry in a while?" ”

The veterinarian pinched his waist with one hand and wiped the sweat from his face with the other. He went and picked up the stick that stirred the plaster powder, and he polished the bloated plaster on the horse's legs and feet.

In the silence of the sparse forest, there were occasional bird calls. The group carried a horse with its back to the ground and four feet in the air, its head covered, three legs tied, and a plaster boot on one leg, which one of them repaired.

I don't know what I'm doing when I see this scene, and I don't know what they're doing? Is it to kill the horse? If you want to know, you'll have to go over and take a look.

The veterinarian grinds up and down with a stick in his hand, and beads of sweat drip from his chin onto the horse's hair. The veterinarian moves quickly, but the plaster should be solidified. After a short time, the veterinarian smoothed out the surface of the plaster cast.

It's not very flat, but it's more comfortable to look at. The veterinarian was also tired, he stood upright, and his backache felt like he couldn't stand upright? He held a wooden stick in his hand, wiped the sweat from his face, nose, mouth and chin with his arm, and looked up at the forest obliquely.

"Good!" The village owner looks like it's okay.

The village lord took two steps to look at the horse and asked, "Is it not possible for this horse to move its legs?" ”

The veterinarian wiped his face with his arm from the door of his head to his chin and said, "Don't let him move." After a week, the thread was to be removed. I removed the dressing and changed the dressing, and put the cast again. ”

The village lord said, "This horse is in the hands of the soldiers at the south gate of the village, and it belongs to the soldiers guarding the gate there." A week later you go there to give the horse, remove the stitches, change the dressing, and put a cast. ”

"Okay." The veterinarian was not too far away at all, and responded very cheerfully.

"Hmm." The village owner responded.

The veterinarian said, "Don't let the horse move, its plaster hasn't dried yet." The veterinarian said, "Don't let it move until it's done, let it lie down until it's ready, watch it, don't let it stand." ”

"So much trouble?" The village lord muttered. He said to the soldiers, "Remember to look at the point." ”

When the soldiers heard this, they were alive again, so it was better to let the village owner kill them and eat meat. Reluctantly, they replied, "Yes, the village master." ”

The plaster dries quickly, the plaster dries, and they lay the horse on its side and let it fall upside down. After the operation, the sack on the horse's head was removed. The sack was slightly shiny. The sack was taken down, and the horse was able to see again.

It hissed a few times and looked up at its bloated legs, which had been in a cast. It knows for itself that it can't stand up on its own. It should be glad that the horse's foot was broken, and it was not dismantled by the village lord and soldiers, and it was stewed and eaten.

The veterinarian has gone to see the female treasurer's horse. The red blood on the horse's feet had turned dark red, and the blood had coagulated, as if it were about to coagulate with dripping red wax oil. There was also some fresh blood flowing out, like a remnant of red in the blue water.

The horse's foot injury was not light or serious, and the veterinarian didn't know whether to give it stitches or not? He asked, "Does this horse need stitches?" ”

The female shopkeeper doesn't know how to heal, she only knows how to cure the horse. She asked, "Is it better to get stitches or not to get stitches?" ”

Did the veterinarian squat under the belly of the horse? He rubbed his chin in thought. He said, "I don't know if it's better to sew with a needle or not?" ”

The female shopkeeper listened, how could he not know that he was a doctor? "How could you not know?" she asked. ”

The veterinarian said, "The stitches are good quickly, but they cost a little more." ”

"Then stitches." The female shopkeeper is not short of that money, since it is good and fast, then sew the needle.

The veterinarian did not say anything more, took out the medicine cloth from the medicine box, and first wiped the blood from the horse's feet. And when he wiped the blood from the horse's feet, new blood flowed out. The veterinarian took out the anti-inflammatory, anti-inflammatory, and pain-relieving potions and washed the horse's wounds.

The veterinarian squatted on the side of the horse, squatted under the horse's buttocks, and carefully washed the horse's wounds.

After washing the wound, it is a stitch. Veterinarians have long been familiar with this kind of work, like an arm.

This horse is stronger than the old horse, and he has more than a dozen stitches, but he is stunned and does not say a word. The vet got out of his ass and went through his box, and it shot and banged, peeing out a bubble of urine and pulling out a bubble of shit.