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Chapter 10 Chapter 10
"Of course, this is by no means that I deliberately wanted to make Dahe hurt." Yan Mo looked at his right hand and said: "The guide is big, really, it's not that I don't want to relieve the pain for Dahe, it is because there are too few tools, just a few needles. There are only a few that fit the size of acupuncture. Between pain relief and immobility, in order to save his life, I can only choose the latter. I believe you can understand."
The original carving heard him spit out a language that no one understood, and could not help staring at him for a long time.
Only Kuomachi understood that Yan Mo was using a healing spell, and he had also used this strange tone and voice to his right hand when he was treating his leg injury.
At the moment when Yan Mo was about to take the knife, Yuan Shan suddenly yelled, "Wait!" After the words fell, the person had already hit the stone forest.
Yan Mo stopped, and everyone turned their heads to look in the direction where Yuan Shan rushed, and soon everyone heard an exclamation that did not belong to Yuan Shan.
After a while, Yuan Shan grabbed a slave by the neck and walked into the clearing.
Kusiding frowned. She knew this slave. He used to pester her. He was one of the slaves of the third-level warrior Yuanbing, called Sheep Tongue.
"My hands are dirty, I have to wash them again!" Yuan Shan angrily threw the person to the side of the open space, and stomped the sheep's tongue vigorously.
"Get him out, he is too dirty, mosquitoes and flies have flown in with him." Yan Mo said coldly.
Without saying anything, Yuan Shan bent down and grabbed the unconscious slave and threw it out of the open space.
The operation was started again, and there were no suitable tools at hand, and no nurses who were skilled to cooperate. All of these slowed down the speed of Yan Mu's operation slightly.
The original carving holds the wooden slats and is responsible for separating the cutting openings. He is a soldier, so he knows how powerful Yan Mo is doing. No one can cut the flesh on his belly with a single knife without hurting the internal organs below. , Not to mention that no one can cut this cut to exactly the size he needs, let alone what Yan Mo did later.
The original carving felt that even the fat dogs in the tribe who were specifically responsible for slaughter might not as well understand the human body structure as Yan Mo. No, maybe he shouldn't compare fat dogs with Yan Mo at all.
The original carving looked at Yan Mo, who was silently cutting Yuanhe with his head down.
This young man understands the structure of the human body so well that he can use a few needles to completely fix Hara River, so that he can't move a single movement. With his knives and fixation skills, coupled with his indifference when cutting the human body, if His force value also keeps up...How much damage will this kid be in the future?
Yuan Diao began to pray for his good brother in his heart. Maybe he should suggest Yuan Zhan to completely mutilate this young boy before he grows up?
Of course, if Yuan Zhan wanted to have a slave who could help him fight and hunt, then it would be another matter.
It's just that after this young man's strength value rises, can Yuan Zhan be able to suppress him?
Yuan Diao really worried about his good brother.
"Caoding, wipe your master sweat." Yan Mo suddenly said with his head down.
Kuomachi, who had wiped Yan Mo's sweat, immediately raised his hand to wipe the sweat of his master.
The original sculpture didn’t realize until then that in order to keep the wooden slats still, he was sweating, and the sweat dripped down his chin onto the ground. In order to prevent the sweat from accidentally dripping onto Yuanhe’s body, the original sculpture head He leaned back a little bit, for which he had to stretch his arms straighter.
The wooden plank is so light, but it separates the cutting edge to the two sides. Why does he feel so tired? He could lift the yee sheep with one hand and his arm started to feel sore.
Cut off the rotten intestines, put the healthy ones back into the stomach, and stitch the two sections together.
Straight needles are naturally not as easy to use as curved needles, but this doesn't bother Yan Mo much, but Yuanhe is suffering.
The strong and strong warrior bit the skin of the animal and burst into tears. He was so painful that he admired the boy even more, because as long as he resisted calling out, he didn't have to worry about his body struggling because of the severe pain.
Cao Ding Jing was the most nervous, staring at the wound, as long as there is blood coming out, he quickly wiped it with specially tanned, boiled and dried hay.
She thought she would bleed a lot, but she didn’t know what the boy did. The cut-off belly of Mr. Harakawa didn’t bleed a lot, and this made Kusachi involuntarily feel awe. This is a power she can’t understand. She only Can regard it as a gift.
Kuomachi is not the only one who thinks this way.
But the sacrifices were originally tribes and communicators, and they were also the closest people. Although the original sculptures who determined that Yan Mo must be a disciple of a certain tribe were shocked by Yan Mo's ability, they were not surprised.
"Close hand."
The original carving heard these two words as much as he heard the sound of the sky, and immediately retracted the wooden plank as quickly as possible, and then hid aside and began to shake his hands desperately.
The operation lasted for a short period of time. Yan Mo is a scumbag, but his medical skills are really nothing to say, and he has another advantage, which is his pride and self-reliance as a doctor, that is, he is very strict in medical skills. Regardless of whether he has a tossing mentality or not, he will never allow himself to make even the slightest mistake in diagnosis, surgery, acupuncture and prescription.
Even if he is a bad guy, he is also a good bad guy. And this is why some people know that he is a badass, know that he will be used by him, and even ask for a visit.
Yan Mo cut off the hair strands that acted as sutures and completed the last stitch. After admiring the stitches that I sewed, I found that the proficiency and precision were not as good as before, and I immediately made up my mind to practice hand flexibility when I went back today.
Yan Mo shouted that the cinnamon soil on the side had long been waiting for the medicine to come over, but Yuan Shan and Yuan Diao ran over to see Yuanhe's stitched belly.
Yuanhe's face was pale and sweaty, and his whole body was extremely weak, but if it weren't for him to be unable to move, he would also like to look up at his belly.
It seems that the vitality and endurance of the primitive people here are really strong! Yan Mo's hands are itchy, and want to thoroughly dissect a primitive person. If it can be alive, it would be best.
"It's amazing! So people can still do this..."
"Sew on." Yan Mo taught them to use new vocabulary, and the pronunciation is of course the common Chinese pronunciation.
"Sew on, yes, sew on." Yuan Shan who learned the new vocabulary smirked, staring at his brother's belly with a good look, if it weren't for Yan Mo, he would like to reach out and touch the seam.
Cinnamon drank the two of them, squeezed them in front of her husband, and squatted down/applied him with the juice of mashed thistle leaves.
"The toughness of the hair is not good. Before the wound is healed, you'd better not move, especially the abdomen. You must not eat meat and any other solid foods until I allow it. If you can get yellow rice... it is millet. The rice is boiled into gruel to drink. The thinner the better. In the past two days, you can only drink water. You can add a little salt to replenish physical strength. I will tell sister Cinnamon later."
Yan Mo's remarks were on the surface to tell Yuanhe, but in fact they were telling Cinnamon, "If you don't want to eat your stomach, you must not eat anything, remember?"
Cinnamon nodded his head again and again, Yuanhe's expression was sad-I had known that he would eat more in the first two days.
Yan Mo looked at him and smiled honestly, "Master Dahe, fortunately, you didn’t eat much after you were injured, otherwise your intestines will be rotten, and the leaked food residue will also cause other internal organs to rot. Don't talk about me at that time, even my master may not be able to save you."
day! fortunately! Although Yuanhe was fortunate, his face turned paler in fright.
There was a cold sweat on the cinnamon soil. She forced her men to eat for the past two days. Fortunately, her man was stubborn and thoughtful of their mother and son. What a... God bless!
The original sculpture touches his chin, what is the master? The name and honorific name of the old priest who taught him skills?
Cao Ding asked softly, "Xiao Mo, is Master Dahe's arm also being processed together today? Would you like to take a break?"
Seeing that Yuanhe's physical strength can still support, Yan Mo nodded, and decided to deal with the decay of his arm today.
Yuan Shan suddenly took the wooden scoop and scooped the boiled warm water to Yan Mo's mouth.
Yan Mo froze for a moment, said thank you, and lowered his head to drink water.
Yuan Shan waited until he finished drinking, then took his hand back and rubbed the boy's head smoothly.
Yan Mo, "...remember to wash your hands."
Yuan Shan chuckled, "I know, don't worry. Oh, I don't think my hands have been so clean in my life!"
The others listened and laughed together, they all did.
Yan Mo curled his mouth and asked Cao Ding to boil the water again. All the utensils needed to be disinfected again.
Taking advantage of this break, he looked at his right palm.
When the stitching was completed just now, his right hand lit up. In the past two days, his right hand has been lit up many times, because he pointed the clay and other artificial tools, taught them some common sense of hygiene, and reduced a lot of scum value. Before the operation, his scum value had been reduced to 99999990 points.
As soon as Yan Mo's gaze fell on his right hand, the transformation guide seemed to have some sense, and the content was displayed again.
—— Save others' lives once, scum value -100, total scum value 99998890 points.
——Congratulations to the exiles for the one-time reduction of 100 scum points. The second article of this guide is now available for the comprehensive guide to the creatures in the modified location.
Special note 1: Please actively ask to open the second page when using it, and actively ask the page. When inquiring, please touch the inquiring creature with your right hand.
Special Note 2: Using this guide will increase the scum score and the number of points may be increased. Please use it with caution.
Yan Mo didn't pay much attention to Special Note 2, he was only happy that the second guideline was finally available. This means that even if he encounters unknown creatures in this primitive society in the future, his eyes will not be blackened.
The guide display did not end, and the content shown below almost made Yan Mo roar with excitement.
——Congratulations to the exiles for the one-time reduction of 100 scum points. In order to reward the exiles for their enthusiasm for reforming, but also for the exiles to make better reforms, hereby reward a set of acupuncture needles, a total of 72 pieces, please go to this guide The rewards are listed for collection.
Special note: This set of gold needles is unlimited in use, and can not be repaired if lost. Please use the exiles wisely and use them a lot, in order to show your righteousness as soon as possible.
There are really rewards? It is the set of acupuncture needles he needs most! Yan Mo was ecstatic in his heart. He clenched his left hand and raised the corner of his mouth. He was as sophisticated as him, and couldn't control the expression on his face.
Right now he couldn't help but let the guide show the reward list.
The guide flipped, and a set of golden needle images appeared on the original blank reward list page, which looked like a modern computer scan.
There are instructions below the image.
Special note: To prevent loss, all rewards can be returned to the reward list for storage after use. When needed, just click on the image of the reward and say "Remove xx" in your heart, then you can take it out for use. When you want to save, cover the rewards with your right hand, and silently say "Store xx" in your heart, then you can put it back into the reward list.
The guide judged that Yan Mo had read all the content, the page changed, the golden needle image was reduced, the explanatory text disappeared, and a line of tables appeared on the list page.
No.***Product Name*********Quantity***Function***Remarks
0001***Gold Needles for Acupuncture***72pcs***Acupuncture***Most missing
Yan Mo couldn't help reaching out to click on the image, but then temporarily retracted.
Suddenly taking out a set of gold needles at this time, it was too shocking, and how would he explain the origin of this set of gold needles?
Say yes to reward?
Are primitive people idiots? Even if they believe it, who can guarantee that they will not be surprised by the treasure, after all, it is a rewarding treasure, no matter what the effect is, if there is a chance, who does not want it?
Even if these people in the open space suppressed their greed because he saved Dahe, who can guarantee that they won't talk about it?
At that time, even if they don't make a move, others will snatch him because of greed, and no matter whether he handed over the golden needle or not, the end will not be any better.
"Not for the time being." Yan Mo said softly.
The guide seemed to understand what he said, the reward page disappeared, and the scum value statistics page returned.
Yan Mo thought that the display was over, and was about to talk to Cinnamon and others about removing the rotten flesh on his broken arm for Dahe, when the guide was lit up again, showing another sentence.
——Malicious intentional causes pain for the patient once, scum value +10, total scum value 999999900 points.
——Because the scum value of the exile increases by 10 points at a time, a small punishment will be imposed. The content of the minor punishment is to feel the suffering of the patient for ten minutes and be executed immediately.
"Fuck!"
Yan Mo only cursed this word, and the severe pain immediately attacked his sutra!
"I'm not convinced!" Yan Mo fell to the ground and shrank into tears and shouted.
He yelled dissatisfaction, but in his heart he understood why the guide should punish him. Because he can relieve the pain for Yuanhe, instead of holding his body, if Yuanhe does not feel the pain, he will naturally not be affected by the disturbance during the operation.
He wanted to take advantage of it, but the guide was so eye-catching that he hadn't deceived him at all.
This fucking world! This fucking guide! You can't take advantage of any loopholes! No way to survive! He stopped playing! He is going to commit suicide!