Having said that, Li Mian still tried to be as careful as possible.

To avoid accidents, she summons the bud to help take care of it.

It's just that the buds haven't come out for two seconds, and Yang Pei finds: "Huh? ”

"Your beast has hands?"

Bud Bud: ?

"If you have a hand, ask it to come and help with the wound."

Yang Pei thought for a while, and asked while sewing the imperial beasts under his hands: "Oh yes, your imperial beasts are wood, right?" ”

"Does it have a lot of tentacles?"

"Can you get the tentacles to be stitched at the same time?"

Sprouts: Sweaty.

Dawn: ...... Suddenly a little weak.

It turns out that the vines of the bud buds are only suitable for attacking and assisting, stitching up wounds?

It scrambled and poked the wounded several times.

Fortunately, these wounded people have good personalities, and they only screamed twice when they were in pain, and they didn't scold loudly.

However, Li Mian guessed that they were used to it.

Because the medical camp is too understaffed.

On the first day of entering the medical camp, Li Mian was caught at the side of the suture operating table, and performed suturing operations on several royal beasts in a row, and basically every time she stitched one, new wounded people would be sent in, and the wounded who had completed the stitches would voluntarily leave the camp after being relieved by the treatment of the buds.

With so many royal beasts coming and going, Li Mian only felt that the entire space was filled with the smell of blood.

On top of that, Li Mian also saw the royal beast that was determined to die because of the death of the master.

[Notes: The Master's death hastened its decline, and its strength will quickly fall until the end of the backlash.] If you're lucky, you might be able to survive. But what if you're unlucky? 】

The beast's luck was good.

It survived.

But its heart died.

Li Mian saw with her own eyes that after stitching up the wound, she walked directly in the direction of the outer city without looking back, even if she wanted to stop it, she couldn't say anything.

Its back is too decisive.

"You can't stop it."

Yang Pei reminded: "There are too many such imperial beasts, and I used to want to stop them and let them survive just like you." ”

"But."

"To them, the Master is their world."

"Their world crumbles and disappears, and their souls go with it, and no one can stop them."

"They are willing to die."

In order to protect them, the world that the Master wants to protect.

Therefore, even at the moment of final death, they have to stand on the battlefield and guard the last line of defense of mankind.

Li Mian pursed her lips: "They are really ......"

"Is there no hope at all?"

"Nope."

Yang Pei said lightly: "They don't have the slightest desire to survive. Hopefully, do you think there will be hope? ”

Complicated emotions flashed, and Li Mian looked back at Tian Tian and Miao, who were lying on the side, silent, and Bud Bud who was constantly struggling to use vines to try multi-line operations.

Oh, yes.

If the beast even has a little desire to survive. If there is no hope, where is the hope to keep them alive?

Li Mian had no choice but to retract his gaze and continue to stitch up the wound in silence.

Scars after scars lined the bodies of the beasts.

Li Mian even saw a royal beast whose abdomen had almost been scratched open, revealing its internal organs, lying on the operating table dying, waiting for the wound to be stitched up.

It looks tired.

But Rao was like this, it still lowered its head and gently rubbed the back of Li Mian's hand.

"Huh."

Li Mian's eyes were slightly red.

"Don't worry, I'll cure you."

Hearing this, the royal beast relaxed.

Li Mian looked back at the bud.

Bud Bud didn't lift her head, and directly stretched out a vine to send the flower of the wilderness to her.

Seeing this, Li Mian stuffed the flower of the wilderness into the beast's arms, and immediately began to stitch it together.

Due to the poor equipment, the sutures were quickly used up, but half of the body of the imperial beast was not sutured, Li Mian wanted to ask Yang Pei, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse that the other party was still working hard, and suddenly stopped the idea of asking.

As if sensing Li Mian's entanglement, the beast opened its eyes, then took a long breath, and then spit out a colored silk thread.

The silk thread seemed to be condensed with energy, and it was a little cold to the touch.

"Huh."

Its tail pointed at the silk thread.

Dawn was clear.

After using the silk thread, the wound of the beast was quickly stitched up, and because of the healing power of the Wild Flower, the other party's pain was reduced a lot, although it did not fully recover, but at least it temporarily gained the ability to move.

It jumped out of the hospital bed, rubbed Li Mian in gratitude, and then left with a flurry pace.

As it left, someone brought in a new beast.

But there are no more stitches in it.

Li Mian glanced at the Imperial Beast, and then raised his eyes to look at the young man transporting the wounded.

The other party's name is Yi Ruiren.

"Brother Yi, do you know where there are still sutures?"

Yi Ruiren paused for a moment when he heard this: "Sutures? ”

He looked at the busy Yang Pei and immediately understood Li Mian's intentions.

"I'll help you ask."

"Trouble big brother!"

Li Mian bowed in thanks.

"No thanks."

He said, "I want to thank you, and I thank you." ”

Without waiting for Li Mian to ask, he waved his hand and left.

Although there were no sutures, Li Mian could not let the wounded continue to bleed like this, so he disinfected the wound, cleaned the wound, cut off the carrion, and then asked the bud to throw a healing flower, barely saving the wounded's life.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Yi Ruiren came back with sutures.

He handed the sutures to Limian.

Li Mian quickly stitched up the beast, but in the process of stitching, she heard Yi Ruiren say, "I heard from the people in the inventory that the sutures are almost gone. ”

"What sutures are running out?"

Yang Pei ended the suture battle, simply washed his hands, and disinfected the operating table.

During the questioning, the work in her hands did not stop: "The sutures are gone? Why? Isn't there someone producing it all the time? ”

"It's the person who produced the sutures who died."

Yi Ruiren said: "It is said that he infiltrated a foreign race before and was killed by the foreign race. ”

Yang Pei paused.

She was stunned for a few seconds: "...... Is it? ”

"I see......"

She pursed her lips and silently put down the disinfectant in her hand.

"Sister Yang?"

Li Mian sensed that her mood was wrong, and cautiously asked, "You, what's wrong with you?" ”

“…… It's okay. ”

Yang Pei took a deep breath: "It's just...... Somewhat suddenly. ”

"The person who made the sutures was actually my sister," she said. ”

Yi Ruiren: "I'm sorry, I don't know. ”

"Sister Yang, I'm sorry."

Li Mian also whispered, "Please mourn." ”

"Well, it's okay, I've actually been mentally prepared for a long time."

She sighed, "Since no one does the sutures anymore, let me do it." ”

Yi Ruiren frowned: "No." ”

"It's easy to overdraw your spiritual sense."

He said, "You don't have enough spiritual sense." ”

"This is what the storekeeper told you to listen to."

Yi Ruiren said: "They have already done the suture thing, you can stitch up the wound with peace of mind, as long as we have one day, you will be fine here!" (End of chapter)