A small suture greatly improves the efficiency of treatment, which seems simple, but it is also the embodiment of truth. Miss Olivia Limf was able to publicize this method, and her contribution to the world of truth was immeasurable. I sincerely apologize for being biased towards her before. - Editor-in-chief of Wisdom Monthly, Green Dragon scholar Lyubod Precht.

If it weren't for the fact that the scene was too tragic, Richie would definitely be amused by this guy. But now, he really wanted to do something for this guy.

"Is this your own control of the wound not bleeding?"

Tom was a little reserved: "Yes...... Yes, young master. ”

"Then why don't you control wound healing?"

"I can't do it, my fighting spirit is almost exhausted. And I'm only intermediate, so I can't do it that finely. ”

It's not easy to finally catch the opportunity to pretend to be coerced! It's not easy, and the opportunity to make a name for yourself has finally come.

Ritchie said to Kai Gerant, who was behind him, with a tone of superiority inherent in a traverser, "Go, help me find a needle and a sewing thread." ”

It's so stupid that people in the big world of truth can't think of such a simple way to stitch up wounds.

Although His Excellency was confused, he still had to do it. But where can I find a woman's sewing tools for a while?

"Boy, I'm busy, mother, if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, you'll be miserable!"

The female blue dragon Dralay Norgannon is the only person in the entire fortress who has the housekeeping skill.

What are you dragging? Isn't it just to help heal? Girl, you're not even a legend, how many people can that magic help? When Lao Tzu accumulates enough experience to become a legend, he will have to ride you when the time comes.

Someone is skillfully threading the needle while Ah Q.

The honest Tom suddenly felt that the Duke's young master looked at him very scarily, just like he had once been stared at by a wild earth bear.

"Well, my uncle will help you get a needle, it may hurt a little, but it won't hurt if you endure it. ”

It's a pity, it's not a girl in front of you, do you want to change it? Forget it, the female blue dragon's gaze staring at her back is too hot, you don't have to think about it, you know, this old lady has limited patience. On the other hand, she is indeed a good dragon and cares about the wounded.

Rich used to mend clothes by himself when he was in college, but it was the first time he had sewn someone, and he was actually very nervous.

He grabbed Tom's chest hairy flesh and said silently: This is pigskin, this is pigskin, Wenzhou tannery has recruited, and the boss has come back with his sister-in-law, pure hand-sewn cowhide shoes......

Tom is a typical Northlander, with rough skin and thick meat. A needle pricked down, because of the tension was very deep, but this guy still grinned at Richie silly.

Richie was amused by him this time, but he was less nervous, and a wound was quickly sewn up, and although the stitches were crooked, someone was very satisfied with his workmanship.

"Go, drag someone who can be treated and pull blood to see if it's a provincial blue. ”

Kai Geraint is a sincere man, he can't understand crazy words, but he understands the meaning, so the Church of the Goddess of Life is the largest leader in the Northlands...... Oh, the diocesan bishop was dragged over.

The old man's name is San Jorge Bergorio, he looks eighty or ninety years old, skinny and skinny, if he is on earth, this kind of old guy is absolutely clean on the road, and he doesn't know if he will have time to buy a cemetery and transfer his ownership, but his spirit here is very strong, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a childish face and a fairy wind and bones.

The old man was very talkative, and the old man wanted to be polite with the future heir of the Northland, but Miss Blue Dragon didn't know anything about respecting the old and loving the young, and Richie felt that the latter, in particular, must teach her well.

"Hurry up and try it, wait!"

The old man was pushed forward, but he was very personable, turned back and smiled at Cindrella, and began to chant the incantation unhurriedly.

With a flash of green light, the exact same thing happened as before, and the great wound on Tom's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old man closed his eyes, looking like he had drunk the aftertaste of the boy's urine, and looked intoxicated.

"Tell me, does it work?"

The female blue dragon, do you make it? It is very difficult for you to find a job with this kind of temper, and it is generally only suitable for working in the shampoo room.

San Jorge nodded: "It's about half of the divine power, it's really a good way." ”

The whole school field suddenly exclaimed, and everyone's first reaction was that this was a revolutionary creation, which meant that everyone knew very well that the same healing group could save twice as many or even more fighters in the future.

The second reaction was, "Oh my name!" Why didn't anyone think of such a simple thing before?

The she-blue dragon thought the same thing, so she picked up Richie with two fingers: "Boy, it's that simple?"

Richie shrugged his shoulders, "How hard could it be? Do you think you used to be stupid?"

Xanderella nodded subconsciously.

"Well, in fact, you don't have to think so, you must know that in my original world, people only thought about it five hundred years after the invention of the stirrup, and it turned out that a single stirrup could become a double stirrup, which is a problem of thinking inertia. ”

The female blue dragon obviously didn't believe it: "How can this be the same? This method of stitching is usually used by necromancers when they make stitching monsters, are you stealing necromancer?"

Fortunately, at this time, Lao Fa rescued Richie from her clutches: "Actually, this method of stitching has also been used by the physicians of our Truth World before, and the undead stitching monsters you mentioned were inspired by them before they appeared." It's just that I later felt that this treatment method was too inefficient and too slow. So it gradually became obsolete. ”

Fariascotáo craned his neck, a look of remembrance, as if he had really seen that era. Unfortunately, the expected female dragon worship did not appear, and Xanderella left Richie to organize a rescue.

Richie had long seen that the old rascal was interested in Cinderella, and the old guy was always following the little she-dragon, staring at people's butts with their eyes fixed on them, and occasionally drooling with a dull expression.

"Old Fa, why don't you do it if you're interested in her?"

Lao Pao'er shook his head with a look of vicissitudes: "Hey, it's difficult." ”

Richie is still good at instigating people to do bad things: "How hard can it be? You are stronger than her, stronger than her, knocked unconscious and forcibly dragged back to the cave, and the next day everyone is not your own person?"

Lao Fa was speechless, a little moved, but he still shook his head: "No, I can't beat her father." ”

"Hehe, after the raw rice is cooked and cooked, her father is not your father? At that time, everyone is their own person, at most they will be beaten, you look at the round ass of this little girl, it is still worth the beating, right?"

Rich thought that the old man would be furious, but the old guy shrunk his neck: "No, no, no! Although her father kicked her out, he often secretly came to see her, and he actually cared about her." Uh-huh, in your words, her dad is a daughter-in-law, and he can't be provoked!"

Since it was secret, how do you know? It seems that it has suffered a loss.

Arouse!