"Where is he, take me!"

Li Xiaobai didn't hesitate, he wanted to go and see Lao Ding, who had an attack on the poison. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It is precisely because of himself that Lao Ding has to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, so he will end up worrying about his life, Li Xiaobai can't turn a blind eye with a hard heart no matter what, until the other party exhausts the last trace of vitality and is hooked away by black and white impermanence.

"Li Gongzi, it's not a good place to go! ”

Thinking of the place where Ding Zhi was pickled and the smell was pungent, Steward Liu was afraid that he would surprise this immortal chief and cause thunder to be furious.

"When will it be your turn to rule for me!"

In fact, most of the time, Li Xiaobai has no frame and is very easy to speak, but once a decision or choice is made, no one can stop him.

"Yes, yes, please follow me!"

Steward Liu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

It's scary that this boy is angry.

Walking into the wounded camp is like entering hell on earth, screams, moans, and wails are heard everywhere, like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

The smell of blood, feces and urine, and all kinds of peculiar smells are mixed together, and the smoked person is dizzy and swollen.

Li Xiaobai didn't expect that after a big battle, there would be so many wounded sergeants, and their condition didn't seem to be very good.

The Seriously Wounded lay there motionless, except for his chest still rising and falling slightly, as if he was dead, and the Lightly Wounded either looked blank or bared his teeth.

The corpses were just moved from one place to another, and the smoke was billowing from outside the camp for the wounded, and from time to time the corpses were thrown into the fire, burned into a cloud of ashes, and then put into clay pots, sealed with yellow clay, and then hung up the bamboo plaque representing the identity of the sergeant during his lifetime, waiting for an opportunity to return to his hometown with the pension money, which caused the family to cry and howl.

The Horse Leather Shroud is just a luxury, the army has always had precious capacity, where is there extra strength to carry the rotten corpses that will spread the plague, let alone use the expensive embalming herbs on ordinary soldiers.

The military doctor held a knife in his hand, cut the sergeant's carrion with an expressionless face, and then washed the wound with salt water, causing a heart-rending scream, and even fainted on the spot, the scene was extremely bloody.

Although Ding Zhi, who was infected with wounded poison, did not put himself in the crowded wounded camp like those ordinary wounded soldiers, and was alone in a tent, he was not much better.

"How so?"

Li Xiaobai quickly found him, almost not startled, just two days without seeing him, the other party has no human form, pale skin, chapped lips, only wearing a pair of calf nose shorts, full of wounds like baby lips cracked, some even faintly black, the whole person is dying, as if he will die at any time.

Where there is an attack of poisoning, it is clearly a severe infection.

The battlefield was fine, but I didn't expect an iron-beaten man to be put down by this little wound.

In the era when there were no antibiotics, such an infection was equivalent to being on the business order of Lord Yama, and it was only a matter of time before it hung up.

"Lao Ding!

Li Xiaobai ignored the unpleasant smell of Ding Zhi's body, called out repeatedly, and at the same time reached out to probe his forehead, it was so hot that he could almost boil an egg, and it looked very bad.

Ding Zhi didn't react, and still lay there quietly.

Steward Liu shrunk his neck and said, "Gongzi Li, he is hopeless!"

In his opinion, such a wound is no different from a dead person.

"Shut up!"

Li Xiaobai turned his head and shouted, so frightened that Steward Liu sat down on the ground.

"Yes, yes, yes!

Under the immortal power, Steward Liu was so frightened that his face was pale, and he immediately raised his hand and slapped himself a few times, and his cheeks immediately swollen.

The immortal chief killed a handful of mortals at will, no one would talk too much, and he almost committed the taboo of several predecessors, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Enough! Prepare me something, embroidery needles, silk threads, daggers, boiling water, spirits, green salt, boiled white bloodcloth, garlic, propolis and dandelions, that is, mother-in-law, if there is no propolis, replace it with a beehive, the more of these three things, the better. ”

Li Xiaobai took out a silver ingot of about fifty taels, threw it casually, and said: "Take it, it won't call you in vain, do it immediately, speed!"

Even if they don't give money, the other party will still collect these things according to orders, but the efficiency and seriousness are far less than that of money.

Lao Ding's state doesn't seem to last long, time is life, if he can buy time with money, Li Xiaobai will not have any hesitation.

"Yes, yes, Immortal Chief, the little one will do it immediately!"

Regardless of his head being smashed on the spot by a silver ingot of fifty taels, Steward Liu was stunned for a moment, and ran away with the silver ingot, during which he fell down, but he didn't even scream in pain, and even rolled and crawled away.

"Somebody, boil me a pot of water!"

With the identity of the immortal commander of the alien battalion, Li Xiaobai instructed the sergeants in the wounded battalion to boil a large pot of water.

After the water in the pot boiled, he took out a jade bottle, and the eyes of many of the wounded camp doctors could not be removed as soon as they looked at it, and their eyes were straight.

"This is, it's a jade bottle! Is it ......?"

Anything that the Immortal Leader of the Yishi Camp took out was not a mundane thing, especially a jade bottle.

Ordinary people only use clay vases, porcelain vases, and at most gold, silver and copper vases, and very few have jade vases with exquisite craftsmanship and carved runes.

"Elixir!"

I don't know who shouted, and the entire wounded camp was in an uproar.

Uncorked the bottle, Li Xiaobai calmly poured out a soybean-sized turquoise pill, and the doctors who were closer could even smell a trace of the inexplicable fragrance of plants and trees in the air, and the stench in the air dissipated invisibly, and their expressions were even more shocked, it was really an elixir.

How could an ordinary pill have such an abnormality?

Everyone stared at Li Xiaobai's movements, and they didn't even dare to take a breath of air, and they were silent.

Just like throwing an ordinary jelly bean, the turquoise pill was thrown into the pot, Li Xiaobai picked up the horse spoon and stirred it a few times, this herb pill quickly dissolved, dyeing the freshly boiled water green, like a pool of glass of the best jade, and the richer fragrance of plants and trees spread with the breeze, suppressing the filthy smell of the camp.

The uninjured people were all refreshed when they smelled it, and the injured people smelled the pain as if it had disappeared into the sky for a few minutes, and even the seriously injured sergeant who was unconscious had some reactions.

"Alright, a bowl per person!"

Li Xiaobai first filled a bowl for himself, and then hurried towards Ding Zhi's tent.

The military doctors looked at each other in disbelief, knelt down in unison, and sincerely threw themselves to the ground.

"Xie Immortal gives medicine!"

Even the lightly wounded sergeants who could still move knelt down.

There is no doubt that the elixir that can bring the dead back to life can still save people's lives even if it turns into water.

With or without this pot of fairy water, the fate of the soldiers in the battalion may become completely different.

The reason why a Baicao Yunyang Pill was used to turn water was not only for the sake of Enze Manying's injuries, but also because Ding Zhi's injuries were weak and could not be repaired.

Holding a spoon, scooped up a small spoonful of pale green potion and gently moistened it into Ding Zhi's chapped lips, slowly moistened into his throat, as the medicinal power gradually exerted itself, after feeding a small half bowl, the pale skin like a dead man finally slowly emerged a trace of blood.

Regardless of three-seven-twenty-one, hang his life first.

In the end, it is a healing elixir used by warlocks themselves, and its effect is magical, even if it is used on mortals, it can still play an incredible role.

Soon after Li Xiaobai fed Ding Zhi a bowl of potion, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came, and Steward Liu carried a large package on his back and rushed into the camp tent out of breath.

"Li Gongzi, Li Gongzi, you want, what you want, I brought it! There are some in the back, on the way!"

Steward Liu gasped and held the package over without saying a word.

"You came just in time, first fold this camp tent for me, don't move Ding Zhi, and then call a few doctors to observe!"

Li Xiaobai, who was sitting next to Ding Zhi, stood up, took the package and placed it on the square table in the tent to open it.

Dozens of embroidery needles of different thicknesses and lengths, a large roll of snow-white silk thread, two sharp knives, one long and one short, more than a dozen garlic, a large handful of newly picked dandelions, several jars were filled with spirits tiger wolf roast, large beehives, and even a small jar containing propolis.

Green salt and white cotton cloth were readily available in the wounded camps, and the latter only had to be boiled once before they could be used.

"Well done!"

Li Xiaobai nodded, threw out two silver collars, one large and one small, and said: "The big one goes to buy lime, the more the better, and the small one is your hard-earned money." ”

Steward Liu didn't have time to wipe off the sweat on his head, held two silver ingots high with both hands, and said respectfully: "The little one just did some internal things, and he didn't dare to receive the reward." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and do it!"

Li Xiaobai was busy directly on the table.

"Yes, little one, go now!"

Steward Liu hurried away again.

Pour the tiger and wolf of the big altar into the bowl, throw the silk thread and a few fine needles into the bowl respectively, choose a sharp knife and wipe it clean with spirits, soak the blade into the wine jar for later use, and then process the garlic and dandelion, the strong wine flavor and garlic flavor quickly mix together.

The tent cloth was rolled up by the sergeants of the wounded battalion, and the air that had been somewhat suffocated quickly circulated, and the sunlight poured in.

Several of the best doctors in the wounded camp rushed to help Li Xiaobai.

"See my every movement and remember every word I say!"

Li Xiaobai didn't have time to explain more, and used a sharp knife soaked in spirits to cut Ding Zhi's wound, and the sharp blade shaved off the blackened or whitened dead flesh and carrion.

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