In the eyes of everyone's concern, Chen Mo picked up the bone knife in the boiling water and looked at the cannon with a smile.

The cannon was favored by Chen Mo's gentle eyes, and he trembled with fright.

Anesthetic, yes!

Chen Mo took out a small animal skin from his animal skin pocket, put it in a small pottery bowl and mixed it with water, and handed it to the cannon. This anesthetic was discovered by Chang when he tasted the herbs again, and after eating it, he was groggy and had no consciousness at all, but the dose was very small, only a small pinch. Chen Mo came out this time just in case, he deliberately brought a little bit, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

The cannon hesitated, took the pottery bowl with waste, and drank it all.

After just a short while, the cannon began to fall unconscious, his eyes were dazed, and the pottery bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and there was no response.

Chen Mo said to the people who were watching the excitement: "You all use animal skins to surround the surroundings, don't let a little wind come in, black and wind, you two come and give me a hand." ”

The navy and many of the surrendered coalition troops began to pull the animal skins to surround the circle to ensure that no wind entered, and Hei Hefeng looked at Chen Mo inexplicably, not knowing what the chief was going to do.

Chen Mo pinched the cannon with his hand, the cannon didn't have any sense, Chen Mo felt that the effect of this anesthesia was quite good, so he said to Feng Hehe: "Wait a minute, you take the dried cloth and lightly dip the blood on the cannon, you must pay attention to it, and clean the blood." ”

Kurokaze picked up the ball of cloth that had been rubbed and only the fibers were left, and nodded in response, they were curious, could the chief use a knife to cut the belly of the cannon?

It wasn't hot in May, but Chen Mo already felt sweating profusely, so he said to the rough man next to him: "You, the big boss, are responsible for wiping my sweat, I said wipe my sweat, you just wipe my sweat, do you hear?" ”

nodded roughly, picked up the rag in his hand and walked to Chen Mo.

"Wipe your sweat. Chen Mo frowned, trying not to let the sweat flow, and immediately picked up the rag in his hand and wiped the sweat on Chen Mo's forehead.

Chen Mo gently took off the cannon's animal skin clothes, gently cleaned the wound, and then picked up the knife and gently slashed the cannon's stomach.

Although the bone knife was sharpened by Chen Mo once, it was not very sharp, and the force could chop the flesh connected to the bones, but the complete belly, Chen Mo had a lot of effort to cut.

Chen Mo had to slowly use a little strength to cut through the fat layer of the skin near the cannon wound, the cannon was not fat, so there was not much fat on his stomach, Chen Mo trembled and gently pulled away the place that was cut by himself with his hand.

It may be that the cannon bleed too much last night, so the stomach was cut, and the blood that flowed was not very much, and it did not burst all over the body as expected, but slowly flowed out around the wound.

"Blood. Chen Mo commanded.

Hei Kafeng hurriedly picked up the rag fibers and gently dipped the blood around the wound, then put them in boiling water to wash them and wring them out.

Under the sunlight, Chen Mo saw the broken bone spear in the stomach of the cannon, and then gently took it out with his hand, trying not to scratch his intestines.

The intestines in the belly of the cannon are still intact, at least it looks good in appearance, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly wiped the sweat on Chen Mo's head next to him.

The bone spear was broken into three pieces, I don't know if the intestines of the cannon were clamped or not hard in the first place, and finally broke in the abdominal cavity of the cannon, Chen Mo gently took out the last broken bone spear, and saw that there were still a few small fragments inside, but in the flesh and blood, Chen Mo couldn't take it out, so he hesitated for a moment and had to give up.

"Bone needles. Chen Mo said to the wind.

Feng hurriedly handed the bone needle with the hair to Chen Mo, and Chen Mo picked up the bone needle to close the wound and gently stitch it up.

I used to sew and mend clothes in the dormitory, so Chen Mo's craftsmanship was very good, and it was slowly triggered by wearing flesh on the belly of the cannon, and only one was used, and it was sewn up, and Chen Mo tied a bow at the end of the end.

Well, it's beautiful!

Chen Mo evenly applied the herbs he brought to the wound, and then gently pasted the wound with animal skin.

The surroundings were very sultry, the animal skin blocked all the wind, and the air inside did not flow at all, Chen Mo finished the operation, and ordered everyone to remove the animal skin and flow the air.

Wind covered the cannon with a very soft animal skin, and the cannon was still asleep.

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, no matter whether it was good or bad, at least this operation was done, the first operation in primitive society, completed with the help of a new hand and a group of old men.

The eyes of the surrendered coalition soldiers around them became weird, this is the legendary son of the gods, the son of the gods who will use a bone knife to cut people's stomachs?

They haven't done it before, but they often do it to clean up their prey by rowing the belly of an animal, but after they open it, they don't have it when they close it, and there is nothing special about this son of the gods?

Chen Mo saw the strange eyes around him, and he didn't care, if you can understand what you do, then you are a traverser, and everything depends on the facts.

Chen Mo picked up three broken bone spears and said to the people around him: "The bone spear, broken in the belly of the cannon, if not taken out, will cut his intestines, causing bleeding in the cannon and dying." ”

The people around us exchanged heads: we knew that a bone spear would kill a person if it was pierced into the stomach, but what did internal bleeding mean?

Chen Mo continued: "My father, the god of heaven, taught me this set of skills in my dream last night, the skill that can save the cannon, this set of skills is called surgery. Skills that did not appear in primitive societies. ”

The people around nodded one after another, indeed, the people who disemboweled their stomachs before were dead people, and after cleaning the internal organs, they were directly roasted and eaten on the fire, and the first time they saw it done on a living person, although it was an injured person.

Chen Mo continued: "In our Great Water Army tribe, there are many things that you have never heard of before, such as: table salt!"

Feng cooperated very well and picked up the salt he was carrying and gave it to Chen Mo, Chen Mo took the snow-white salt and was very dazzling in the sun, seeing the surprised coalition soldiers around, Chen Mo handed the salt to the nearest coalition soldier, and motioned for them to pass it on and take a look.

The coalition soldiers saw the snow-white salt on the animal skin and carefully took it, dipped a little in it with their hands, put it in their mouths and tasted it, it was really salty.

"And bows and arrows!" Chen Mo took out the bow and arrow on the back of the wind, pulled the bow and shot a bamboo arrow into the jungle, and the bamboo arrow could not be seen when it was shot into the jungle, but the coalition soldiers were familiar with this magical weapon and the small bamboo strip, and many of them had been killed by the small bamboo strip, and it turned out to be shot out.

Chen Mo saw that the newly surrendered people were convinced by himself, so he breathed a sigh of relief, this time he was finally pulled back by himself.

"Son of the Celestials, is that one of your people still alive?" asked a coalition soldier curiously.

"I'm alive!" Cannon's weak voice came not far away.