"Brother Jiang is my savior, whoever wants to move him, I will fight with him." Dongli Kuo looked coldly at the people of the Nanming clan opposite.

The few people who took the lead on the Dongli clan's side looked at Jiang Chao with a slight anger in their eyes.

Some people in the Dongli clan respect Jiang Chao, but some people are angry because of Jiang Chao's words.

Although Jiang Chao's words were good, because of the drought that year, the Dongli clan had long since stopped thinking about working together.

Because, this thing is not something that can be done by working together at all. Because, there has already been a painful lesson.

"Little brother, it's not for you to participate in the affairs here, so you'd better leave. Don't get yourself in trouble. "The middle-aged man of the Dongli clan said to Jiang Chao.

His face was not good-looking, and it was estimated that if it weren't for the fact that other people in the Dongli clan respected Jiang Chao, he might have arrested Jiang Chao as well.

"He can't go, he has to give us an explanation for this matter, otherwise, today, my Nanming clan will never stop."

The middle-aged man on Nan Ming's side was full of anger. Jiang Chao's words made him vent all his anger on Jiang Chao.

The people of the Nanming clan wanted to arrest people again, but the Dongli clan hurriedly blocked them. Seeing that the two sides are about to fight again because of Jiang Chao.

Suddenly, someone from Nanming's side fell.

Seeing this, the people on both sides immediately retreated. Someone from Nanming's side hurriedly checked the person who fell to the ground.

Jiang Chao looked from afar, and he could already see what was wrong with that person. He must be the same as Dong Likuo, the wound is infected.

"Patriarch, Tuge's poisonous cold has attacked. Tugo is dying...... Woo ......" The person who looked at it turned his head to the middle-aged man of the Nan Ming clan and cried.

Hearing the poisonous cold, the faces of the surrounding Yelang people all changed greatly, and everyone looked at the people lying on the ground with pity.

Even if it was the Dongli clan's side, his expression was solemn.

Although there is a feud between them, after all, they are also people of the same race.

Moreover, it is also a human life, watching human life die in front of you. They'll be a little lonely.

They are all ordinary people, not wicked people who kill people without blinking.

If it weren't for survival, who would want to fight each other to the death.

"Dongli clan, I want you to pay for my son's life...... Kill them for me......"

When the middle-aged man heard this, a wave of grief and indignation surged on his face, and he immediately shouted angrily at the Dongli clan.

The people of the Nanming clan picked up the guys in their hands and prepared to go to war. Beiqiong's hurriedly wanted to stop it. The Dongli clan was also immediately ready to resist.

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Jiang Chao suddenly shouted: "What is the noise, people are still alive!" ”

His heavy drinking stunned everyone, and everyone looked at him.

But the people of the Nan Ming clan had blood-red eyes, and their eyes looking at Jiang Chao were even more angry.

"People are alive now, but as long as they have a cold attack, they will die. It's just that I will die early and late, my son will die, so what's wrong with my revenge? Boy, you've been looking for trouble here again and again, and the old man will even kill you later. ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he said angrily to Jiang Chao.

His subordinate Nan Ming clan was about to make a move, but Jiang Chao glanced at him lightly and said, "Who said that if you have an attack of poisonous cold, you will definitely die?!" ”

The so-called poisoning fever is actually a fever caused by an infected wound. In ancient times, when there were no antibiotics, it was almost a life of nine deaths.

The one who survived not only had good physical fitness, but also needed strong immunity and the ability to fight the virus on his own.

However, for Jiang Chao, it was just a wound infection, and he had antibiotics, so it would not be a problem to save him.

"I can save your son. If you don't believe me, you can ask Uncle Kuo! Jiang Chao pulled Dong Likuo beside him and looked at the patriarch of the Nanming clan.

When Dongli Kuo heard this, he hurriedly said: "I can prove to Brother Jiang that I also had a cold attack before, but Brother Jiang saved me." Patriarch Feng, if you want to save your son, you can let Brother Jiang give it a try. ”

"Why should I believe you?!" When the Great Elder of the Nanming Clan heard this, a suspicion appeared on his face.

"Believe it or not, anyway, your son is also dead, and you won't suffer if you try. If only it was saved. You earned, and if you don't save it, you won't lose it! ”

Jiang Chao looked at the patriarch of the Nanming clan lightly.

When the patriarch of the Nanming clan heard this, there was a hesitation in his eyes.

"Okay, I can trust you, but if you can't save my son, I want you to pay for my son's life!"

"Okay...... If I can't save it, I can pay for my life, but if I do, you have to promise me one thing. Jiang Chao looked at the patriarch of the Nanming clan and said.

"As long as you can save people, not to mention one, it's ten things, I promise you." The patriarch of the Southern Ming Dynasty said to the river tide.

Jiang Chao heard this and walked over. The people around automatically get out of the way.

The people of the Dongli clan looked at Jiang Chao with surprise on their faces, as if they couldn't imagine that Jiang Chao was not only strong in force and played musical instruments well, but also had the means to save people.

The people of the Nan Ming clan looked at Jiang Chao with a vigilant face.

Jiang Chao came to the injured and looked at the wound on the other party's calf. He untied the gauze, and a foul smell hit his face.

The wound was not well treated, and these people did not know much about medicine. This will happen. He really didn't know what to say.

He took out the dagger on his body, cut open the wound, and squeezed out the pus and blood. This man's condition is similar to that of Donglikuo. It is useless to squeeze pus and blood.

Jiang Chao could only suck it with his mouth, and his action made the surrounding people of the Nanming Clan, the Dongli Clan, and the Beiqiong Clan full of astonishment.

Especially the people of the Nanming clan, looking at Jiang Chao's gaze softened.

Saving people is nothing, but Jiang Chao's act of sucking pus and blood for the injured is enough to move the people of the Nan Ming clan present.

The patriarch's gaze at Jiang Chao also turned into a trace of respect.

Regardless of whether Jiang Chao can save his son or not, being able to do Jiang Chao's job already shows his benevolence.

Jiang Chao ignored the changes in the faces of the people around him, and he carefully cleaned his wounds. Take out penicillin powder from your body and apply it to the wound.

He took out another pill and fed it to the wounded man's mouth, and gave him water to take it.

He looked up at the Great Elder of the Nanming Clan, handed over a few pills and said, "This medicine is one pill a day, remember, you can't drink alcohol and eat bamboo shoots these days, especially before and after taking the medicine, you can't drink alcohol." ”

The Great Elder of the Nanming Clan looked at Jiang Chao in astonishment, and instinctively reached out to take the medicine.

At this moment, the wounded man lying on the ground let out a light cough and woke up.

When everyone saw this, there was a shock and disbelief in their eyes.

Once the cold poison attacked, he never woke up again. Eventually, it will get worse and worse, and then, die.

They have never seen anyone with a cold poison attack wake up. How long has it been?! And the man woke up.

In fact, as long as the wound is cleaned and stimulated with medicine, the person's body functions will be repaired automatically.