Chapter 117: The Troubles of Temperamental Men

"Are you a doctor or am I a doctor" Qian Xiaoqian yelled at Shantao angrily, and Shantao was also stunned.

"If you are told to go and collect medicine, you will go and do anything"

Shan Tao was helpless, so he picked up the medicine frame and hoe and walked outside the courtyard, but was stopped by the soldiers.

Team Zheng sneered: "None of you are allowed to leave. He sat down, pointed to his head, and began to close his eyes.

The meaning is obvious, what you Qian Xiaoqian thinks in his heart is very clear, don't do useless work.

Qian Xiaoqian sighed and stepped forward to untie the bandage wrapped around his head: "Then it's always okay to boil some hot water."

The team pointed to a soldier casually, and without looking at him, he ordered, "You, boil water for him." ”

I took my coat off my shoulders and folded it aside. The close-fitting undergarment is a cotton shirt. Anyway, it has been cut into strips of cloth by Shantao, torn by hand, and boiled in hot water. While waiting for the boiling to be sterilized, he gently wiped his dirty face with an ordinary cloth towel dipped in cold water.

The molten blood scab soaked the cloth towel, and the water quickly became cloudy. The team's face became clearer and clearer.

The rich sword eyebrows furrowed, and from time to time when Qian Xiaoqian accidentally touched the wound, he trembled slightly. The high bridge of the nose makes the facial features of the whole face three-dimensional, and the deep-set eye sockets are more like having Hu blood. The long, straight eyelashes make you want to touch them.

Wipe the upper part clean, as for his thick beard, Qian Xiaoqian didn't bother to care. He was only responsible for the wound on the man's forehead.

There was no tetanus that was handled so rudely by him, and it was still an arrow scrape. At this time, what they are most afraid of is the wound caused by iron tools, which is called iron poison, and they have no good way to deal with it, so they can only let the wound rot.

Battlefield deaths are a part, and most of them are non-combat attrition caused by poor medical standards.

To be on the safe side, it's better to deal with it. Qian Xiaoqian took out hydrogen peroxide to clean the wound, and then sprayed the sterilized cotton cloth strip with Yunnan Baiyao and folded it into small squares, covered the wound, and fixed it with adhesive tape.

He only had one piece of clothing, and there were so many wounded, but there was no way for everyone to bind their wounds, wouldn't it be a waste.

"Brother Juyuan, there can be vinegar pickled radish"

Shan Tao shook his head, this forest hut can be used by all hunters or herb pickers, and it is not his private property, how can he place pickles.

Qian Xiaoqian could only plead: "Your wound was injured by an iron weapon, although I have already treated it, I still want to avoid iron poison infection." Find an opportunity for you to buy some vinegar-soaked white radish to eat, which can detoxify it. ”

The team seemed to feel that the wound was not so painful, and recognized Qian Xiaoqian's "medical skills" and asked him to deal with other people's wounds.

Qian Xiaoqian, who was working hard, had to look at them one by one. After tossing for a day, I barely managed to finish it when the sun was about to set.

Shan Tao also boiled a lot of traditional Chinese medicine during the period, and brought them one by one.

Lying on the haystack, Qian Xiaoqian was tired and didn't want to move at all. He was still wearing Shantao with spare clothes, barely covering his body. The upper body is in ancient costumes, and the lower body is leather pants, this dress is quite fashionable, and it may be possible to go to Paris to participate in a fashion week.

"Thank you." Shan Tao also sat on the haystack and looked at the starry sky.

Probably because the body was too tired, the familiar feeling of dizziness showed signs of coming out again. Qian Xiaoqian listened to Shantao's thanks, and felt a little ethereal.

Struggling to support his body, he began to be wary of his body's cues that something must be wrong.

"Juyuan knows that Brother Qian wants me to escape first. Hehe, this is the first time that he has been cared for, and Juyuan is very grateful. Shantao knew that Qian Xiaoqian was very tired, so he helped him to lean on his shoulder. Qian Xiaoqian didn't refuse, although he could be sober like this, his body was indeed a burden.

"The world is difficult, people's hearts are not ancient, it is lucky to have two or three friends who are like-minded, Juyuan never dares to ask for too much. But Brother Qian is special. I just felt this way before, but I couldn't grasp the reason. Today's events, Juyuan can see some things clearly, and Brother Qian's dedication is not like what people have today. And those items that are carried with you, all of them are exquisitely made, unheard of, unseen. Juyuan occasionally guesses that Brother Qian is not really from another world. ”

"I'm not, I don't" Qian Xiaoqian was clever, and it has only been two days since he revealed that this person is afraid that he is not a demon.

"Haha is just Juyuan's assumption, Brother Qian should not be too nervous."

"I" forget it, the more he describes, the darker it gets, his head is not clear now, don't say anything that shouldn't be said.

I yawned, and my eyelids grew heavier.

"Juyuan is in the middle of the road from his young family, and he has to rely on his own hands to eat. Everything that could be sold at home was sold, leaving only a few books. Books are sacred things that change fate, and they are the most important of Juyuanzhen, and they are hard to read day and night, so that they have today's fame. But when you really set foot in the upstream, you can know that everything is difficult. Further, the whirlpool of the court, taking a step back, and unwilling ambitions have nowhere to show. Brother Qian, if it were you, what would you choose?"

Even if he is as gentle as a jade gentleman and like a mountain wave, he has his own hesitations and hesitations. He did not dare to say this to his friends, and he would be rejected; I don't dare to say anything about my wife, who will probably only encourage and not provide any valuable advice.

It was at such a time when the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and strong enemies were waiting, that he couldn't help but ask because of someone's touch.

But Qian Xiaoqian didn't give him any feedback.

When I looked down, a smile met the corners of my mouth, and there was a soft light in my eyes.

Qian Xiaoqian's chest rose and fell in an orderly manner, and he gently leaned on Shantao's shoulder socket and fell asleep.

He was really tired.

Shan Tao took his right hand. There is an inconspicuous red line, faintly under the skin. If it weren't for the moonlight tonight, it would be impossible to see clearly in the dark.

"Brother Qian, who poisoned you?"

"Xiaoya is me."

"Are you there?"

"The wrong label of the drug you gave a few days ago, you haven't used it yet, that thing is still in the experimental stage, the effect is unstable, don't use it."

"If it's useless, please return it as soon as possible, and I'll give you the share you want."

"Please reply when you see it"

Gray office with an ice-blue computer screen flickering with a faint light.

A familiar dialog box flickered.

Sentence by sentence, and the party that undertakes the message will not reply in a short time.

The black shadow looked at the information on the screen and frowned, but did not make any unnecessary movements. Turn away.

Half an hour later, the whole building was alarmed. Police cars gathered under the building in the middle of the night and raised a yellow cordon. In addition to the normal precinct police officers, there are also space-time special police officers assigned by special tasks. After all, the identity of the victim in this case is special.

The staff on duty in the building looked at the beautiful corpse on the ground with wide eyes in horror, and was speechless.