Chapter 8 Chapter 8

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date="2021-01-16"

title="Chapter 8 Chapter 8 "

weight="124641"

series = ["Banished to Another World"]

mode = "manual"

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Dahe's situation was worse than Yan Mo thought, and the whole person smelled of rotten and pus.

This kind of smell can be tolerated on her own, but on others... Yan Mo now very much hopes to have an ultra-filtered medical mask.

The tent is very dark, even if all the curtains are raised, it will not help.

The two little boys of Dahe were driven out to play by the adults. The children were ignorant. Instead of letting them hide in a dark and foul tent and shrinking with sadness, it was better for them to learn how to hunt.

In the future, the Dahe family will rely on these two little boys, who are only four and eight years old, especially the eight-year-old. He must learn the most basic skills this winter, so that he may go out with the adults in the spring next spring. His brother will not starve to death in the coming year.

Yan Mo asked the two of them to pull the fur under Dahe and drag them to the tent. If it wasn't for fear of attracting attention, he would rather drag people outside.

Cinnamon did not despise Yan Mo because he was only fourteen years old and he was still injured. She married Dahe when she was fourteen and gave birth to her first baby when she was fifteen. The disciples of her family’s sacrifice began when she was ten. Give a hand to the sacrifice.

But Cinnamon didn't know that Yan Mo was a disciple of the salt mountain tribe. Cao Ding's mouth was tight and only told her that Yan Mo had a little knowledge of herbal medicine. If Cinnamon knew that Yan Mo was the disciple of the sacrificial rites of the Salt Mountain tribe, things would probably become more complicated.

Because whenever there is a war between the tribes, the other people of the defeated tribe can stay. It is absolutely impossible to only sacrifice to their disciples. The sacrifice of a family represents the soul of a family, allowing an unsuspecting person who may be possessed by a ghost to enter his family land. Only a fool can do this.

It is impossible for the original sacrifice of any tribe to leave the sacrifice of another tribe, even if it is just a young disciple.

Cinnamon is different from Cao Ding. Cao Ding is a slave of another tribe who was bought. It doesn't care about the rise and fall of the master tribe. Cinnamon is a native of the original tribe. If you let her know that Yan Mo is the sacrifice of another tribe. Disciple, maybe they wouldn't dare to let Yan Mo help them, and it's even possible to inform the sacrifice.

Cao Ting told Yan Mo beforehand these words, and told him not to tell others that he was a sacrificial disciple of the Salt Mountain tribe, and Yan Mo was alert.

Because this matter was not deep in the juvenile's memory, he wanted to use his medical knowledge to build his own position as soon as possible, but he ignored such an important point.

Fortunately Kusmachi reminded!

But what does his master think? Knowing that he is a sacrificial disciple of his clan-even though he is not at all, so he brought him back. Isn't he worried that he will do something that is not good for the original tribe?

Yan Mo didn't think that the young man who looked rather harsh would be careless.

For the first time, Yan Mo was a little wary of his 17-year-old owner. If the person is not super rough, it is not brainless...

Now think about it. Originally Zhanhui let him go. Was it because he pretended to be a sacrificial disciple of the Salt Mountain tribe because he hit the snake and used the stick to pretend to be a sacrificial disciple of the Salt Mountain tribe.

Yan Mo thought for a while, and soon put the matter behind.

He is not afraid of people playing conspiracies with him. Yuan Zhan definitely wants to use his "sacrifice" ability to do something. As long as he has the value to use, he will not worry about the opportunity to fight back, not to mention that he is already like this. what?

Dahe’s right arm only left two-thirds of the upper arm. The wound was burned by fire. Although the blood stopped, the burned area was infected because of no post-treatment. Now it has black hair and smelly, and yellow-black pus water.

In this way, if you want to survive, you must saw off the rotten meat and bones.

Dahe's abdomen was wrapped in mud, probably this is the means to stop bleeding here.

Yan Mo looked at the color around Dahe's abdominal cavity and pressed it lightly.

"Remove the mud, it's useless to keep it, he's rotten inside."

Cinnamon did not cry. Her tears had been shed in the past two days. She knew very well that her husband had just happened in the past few days. The only thing she can do now is to make him walk more comfortable and die. Can be a ghost.

But Dahe refused to eat anything. He knew that he was going to die, and felt that he was wasting eating, so he might as well leave it to his wife and children.

The mud was lifted, and Dahe's wound was exposed.

Something seemed to have a big hole in his abdomen near his belly button.

Cinnamon told them that it was poked by the horn of a giant horn.

Yan Mo opened the wound with the peeled branch, and Dahe bit a piece of animal skin prepared in advance with pain.

He lowered his head and sniffed the wound, then peeled it a little to look carefully.

This situation... is better than it seems on the surface.

I don't know if the human body here is relatively strong, and the self-healing ability is relatively high. After two days, Dahe's abdominal wounds and internal organs were partially decayed, but they were not incurable.

Yan Mo grabbed Dahe's left hand and gave him a pulse.

Without an abdomen, he can only preliminarily judge that Dahe’s intestines may have to be removed based on the Wang syndrome and pulse pulse, but the other internal organs should still have the original functions. Just remove the rotten flesh and clean the wound again. , And then get rid of the inflammation, Dahe still has a great chance of surviving.

However, the conditions for open bowel resection are not available here. The two biggest difficulties are the inability of blood transfusion and the inability to suture, and to prevent further infection of the wound afterwards.

It's not that I don't save him, but that there is no condition to save him.

"Now you have two choices." Yan Mo said to the Dahe couple.

"The first choice is to give me a bone spur. I can let him spend the last few days without pain, and even stand up and walk."

Dahe's eyes lit up, he spit out the animal skin, and said weakly, "Then I can go hunting?" At any rate, he could get some more food for the family.

Yan Mo ignored him, "The second option is to be a dead horse doctor. I will open his stomach, dig out the rotten intestines in him, cut them out, and then put the good ones back, the infected arms. It is also necessary to remove the necrotic part. To do this, in addition to his pain and the high probability of death, you also need to prepare something for me."

Cao Ding looked up, his face suddenly changed.

Dahe said without hesitation: "I choose the first one."

Cinnamon grabbed the fur under Dahe, "If he chooses the second one, is it possible for Dahe to survive?"

"Stupid woman! I'm dead, you can quickly find another one, even if I survive, I will be disabled, do you still expect me to feed you?" Dahe suddenly cursed.

"Shut up!" Cinnamon, who looked like he was in his early thirties but was actually only 23 years old, grabbed the fur spit out by her husband and threw it on his face.

Yan Mo had seen this kind of situation in the hospital before, especially for people who had cancer. It was really a family ethics drama that he and the nurses didn't want to watch.

It’s not that they don’t have sympathy for patients and family members—maybe he really doesn’t have much, but he just sees too much. No matter how soft-hearted people are, they won’t be able to see anyone and comfort them. would cry because the patient died, but would only feel the sadness of the family members numbly later.

Therefore, Yan Mo would never take the initiative to give advice in this situation, unless the patient was worthy of him to speak.

Caomachi poked Yan Mo's back lightly.

Yan Mo turned his head.

Seeing that the couple were still arguing and crying, Kusachi attached to Yan Mo's ear with a little anger and shock, and reprimanded: "You are crazy! What nonsense? Give someone a laparotomy and then heal them? Are you afraid of sacrifices? I wonder if you are a sacrificial disciple of another race? Do you still want to live?"

From the perspective of Cao Ding, it is certainly within the scope of "please help" that people can be treated by laparotomy. I am afraid that only the old priests of the major tribes and the legendary temple attendants can do this. Yan Mo said that the possibility of death is very high, and it must be because he is only a disciple and has not learned the skills of sacrifice.

Yan Mo is also very helpless. If Dahe is really sick and dying and he is completely powerless, then it is better to say, give Dahe a euthanasia, presumably the shit guide will not be sloppy, maybe he will lose a few people. Scum value, but...

Dahe's vitality is more exuberant than he thought, and he is also capable of saving his life. Although the conditions here are poor, it is not completely impossible to use.

He thought about it before speaking. If there is a punishment for failing to save, there must be some scum who didn’t try their best. He finally returned the scum value to less than 100 million points. He really didn’t want to be punished by the guide again, and would have to endure eight nights. The torture of fire is really painful!

What's more, there are disadvantages and advantages in everything. He wants to reduce his scum value by a large amount. It is impossible to hide his abilities all the time. Since sooner or later he has to be exposed, of course the sooner the better, his scum value can also be reduced a bit more.

If unfortunately, he is informed and killed by the sacrifices here... Yan Mo doesn't think that God, who used this transformation guide to supervise his transformation, will let him die so easily.

Thinking of this, Yan Mo raised his voice slightly, and said emotionally: "Sister, you said that Lord Dahe's family is a good person. If I don't have the ability, it's all right, but I know that I might save his life, but Abandoning him for self-protection, I, I really can’t do it. When I see Master Dahe, I think of my eldest brother. My eldest brother treats me well..."

The arguing Dahe couple closed their mouths together.

Dahe's expression was complicated. Looking at the boy, his mouth opened several times without saying a word.

Cinnamon squeezed her husband's hand, and when they heard the boy say the second option, they knew that the boy slave who had just been brought back by the original war was not easy, and even had a vague guess about the boy's identity. .

Tribe, own husband, which is more important?

A teenager can conceal his identity and abilities, but because of a female slave's help and sympathy for others, he does not spare his life.

Cinnamon gritted her teeth, she couldn't lose her husband, and her two children couldn't live without a father. If there was any possibility of saving her husband's life, she was even willing to make a deal with the devil!

At the same time, she also believed that a young man who did not spare his own life in order to save others would definitely not want to destroy the Yuanji tribe even if he was really a sacrificial disciple of his clan.

She can stare at him, monitor him, and when he wants to do bad things, she can tell the Chief Chief and the Lord Sacrifice, yes, just do it!

Cinnamon suddenly raised his hand and swears: "As long as you are willing to rescue my man, I swear I will never reveal your secret!"

Dahe also opened his mouth and said: "Whether you can or not... I am very grateful to you if you can come today, and no matter what the result is, I swear that my wife and I will never tell you about you."

At this moment, Kusachi said nothing was appropriate, so he could only lower his head in silence.

The boy was moved to tears, "I will do my best."

Cinnamon couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, and said softly: "Your name is Xiao Mo, right? You will call my sister in the future. My sister asks you, if we choose the second one, what do you need us to prepare? "

The teenager hesitated and said: "Sister Cinnamon, I am actually not very sure, the probability of death is really high, very high."

"I know." Cinnamon clenched his hands. "You also said that a dead horse is a living horse doctor."

Yan Mo nodded, "Well, as long as you think about it. To use that kind of treatment, I need a bright and clean place, and this must not be known to anyone other than you."

"do not worry."

"I need a needle and thread. The needle is made of the thinnest bone spurs. I will tell you how to do it. If there are hard wood thorns, it will do as long as it fits the shape and size I need. Thread..." Yan Mo pondered for a while, "I will use hair. The horsehair is ready, the longer the better, prepare a few more."

"What else is needed?"

"Knives, pots, water, fire, soft and clean hay, big thistle leaves. All these things had better be prepared within today. The situation of Master Dahe can no longer be dragged on."

"That's it?" Cinnamon asked in a daze.

Yan Mo said in a joking tone: "Sister Cinnamon, you can also prepare the food for me, you can prepare more, I can eat very well."

Cinnamon smiled. She thought about how many things to prepare or how difficult it was, but now it sounds like it is all within her ability, so she was greatly relieved and quickly said, "I'll prepare right away! What do you say to do with the needle? How thick, thin, and long?"

Cao Ding was careful, coughed lightly, and interjected: "It is not difficult to prepare these things, but if you want to unobtrusively move Mr. Dahe outside, you also need to find a safe, clean place where no one can go. We only rely on us. Two will definitely not work. I have to tell my adults if I want to stay outside for a long time."

"Yes, you can ask great eagle for help, as well as Dahe's brother Dashan. With the two of them helping us, things will be much easier." After Cinnamon finished speaking, he hurriedly looked at Yan Mo, "Don't worry, as long as I tell you. great eagle and great mountain will not talk nonsense. They, as well as my man, have a very good relationship with your master."

Yan Mo smiled. Oh? Have a good relationship with my master? Then why should I take more care of it?