Ma Yan's condition was slightly better, but it was just because she was dehydrated, so Wang Lang hurriedly took a sip of it himself and fed her, and fed her again after a short interval.

Later, she was able to swallow herself, so she took a bottle that she had picked up by the nearby river, then pulled out a strip of cloth, dipped one end into the bottle, and the other end hung down to Ma Yan's lips, and then stuck the bottle in a high place, and the water inside soon began to seep down the strip of cloth.

There is no way, the stomach of a dehydrated person shrinks, and after being stimulated by water or food, not only can it not be relieved, but it is more likely to cause symptoms such as vomiting, and the dehydration will only be worse at that time, so you can only hang it slowly.

As for Wang Jing, it was even more troublesome, not only was she dehydrated, but she also had a gunshot wound three inches up the inside of her knee, and the wound was already white because of excessive blood loss, and even had some symptoms of infection.

Normally, when a person is wounded by a gunshot wound, the correct emergency treatment is that as long as the injury is still within the bearable range, then the bullet must not be taken out as soon as possible, but use the high temperature to seal the wound and let the bullet stay in the body temporarily, so that it will not cause secondary bleeding, and when the doctor can seek medical treatment, let the doctor perform the operation.

But now Wang Jing's situation is different, because her wounds are no longer suitable for such emergency treatment.

Wang Lang stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, then gritted his teeth and tore a hole near the other party's wound, then turned around and picked up the spear and quickly polished it a few times, and then directly supported it on the fire frame.

The spearhead of the spear was hand-sharpened from raw pig iron, and although it was very rough, it was the only weapon he had in his hand.

That's right, he was going to operate on Wang Jing, although he also had a positioning watch in his hand, but it was completely too late now.

And what made Wang Lang instantly angry was that when he moved Wang Jing carefully, he found that one of her arms was also seriously dislocated, and it was obviously caused by man!

Thinking of Ma Yan's warning before she fell into a coma, it is not difficult to guess that they must have been attacked by someone.

Thinking of this, Wang Lang's eyes were even more murderous!

The teeth were even more clumsy, no matter who injured Wang Jing this time, this revenge was completely remembered.

Never die!

Just one sentence, the person who moved Lao Tzu! This time, even if ****** Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, it's not good!

With a "snap", the spear shaft placed on the fire rack was quickly burned off by the fire because it was made of wood, and the spearhead fell into the fire without accident.

Seeing this, Wang Lang hurriedly picked out the spearhead and put it in the cold boiled water that had been boiled in advance, which could be regarded as disinfection.

Of course, you can't soak it for too long, if you let the boiling water cool for too long, it is likely that other bacteria will grow in the process of cooling, which will not be good.

A burst of steam rose quickly, and it was quickly dried by the high temperature, and even the palm of Wang Lang's hand holding the handle was a burst of white smoke.

There is an old saying that is good, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and Wang Lang, who is hot at the high temperature on the spearhead, can't help but grin, and the sweat on his forehead comes out in an instant!

No way, it's so hot.

But Wang Lang had to do this, first of all, the spearhead itself was too dirty, and there were even rust spots in some places, so it was absolutely extremely dangerous to touch the wound directly, so it needed to be thoroughly polished and disinfected.

Another reason is that the gunshot wound on Wang Jing's inner thigh is now showing signs of infection, and when there are no medical equipment and blood transfusion tools at hand, he must use the fastest speed to stop the bleeding of the incision wound, and by the way, sterilize the infected part of the wound.

And the hot stuff is undoubtedly the only way at the moment.

Of course, this also requires a very professional technique, otherwise this spear will probably kill her.

Forcibly endured the burning pain on his hands, Wang Lang's back was also completely wet with sweat, no way, it hurt too much!

Slowly opened the inner trouser tube again, and in the absence of any other way, Wang Lang didn't have time to think about it, so he directly probed it, and then sucked out the pus and blood in the wound little by little, and then slowly stretched out the hot spearhead.

There was a soft sound, although it had been cooled down, but when the spearhead cut the wound, a little liquid evaporation could be heard gradually.

"Hmmm......"

Although Wang Jing was in a coma at this time, when she felt the pain, she still whispered slightly in her subconscious.

Thankfully.

The person who hit Wang Jing should be far away, and Wang Jing may have been subconsciously tightening his muscles at that time, so the bullet did not penetrate deeply, although the slight rolling of the bullet caused a little damage to the soft tissues, but it was also very limited.

There was a soft "click", and with the sound of the bullet falling to the ground, the bullet was finally removed.

Seeing this, Wang Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then reached out and grabbed the spearhead with great difficulty, and then tore it hard, and the grip of the spearhead was torn off even with the flesh of the palm.

"Ah!!h

With a muffled roar, Wang Lang, who was kneeling in place, couldn't help but hold his right hand, just his head against the ground, curled up there and roared.

I can't take care of the sand and gravel on the ground when my head is scratched, because the wound in my palm hurts more than the abrasion!

It hurts to the bone marrow!

This is the first time that Wang Lang can't bear to roar because of severe pain, you must know that he used to be a person who would not frown when he was shot three times in his body, but now he still can't hold back, you can imagine how much pain it is.

"Huhu...... Whew, whew...... Mom,! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts ......."

After about five or six minutes like this, Wang Lang, whose head was still on the ground, gasped, and repeated the last three words of the words while holding his right hand there.

"Hiss"

A burst of sobbing sounded at this time, very inopportunely.

Wang Lang turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and then saw Ma Yan, who had woken up, lying on the ground staring at himself with a sideways face, a little moisture, also slid over the bridge of his nose, and then dripped to the ground along the corner of his eye.

Damn it!

Wang Lang is really using the words "angry" to describe it now, which is not too much!

I wounded my own soldier, I almost put on my right hand, and now even my other soldier is crying!

Wang Lang felt very angry.

Again, this time Wang Lang was very angry, really angry!

"Huh...... Hehe, rub your mother, what are you crying about, cough cough...... Phew, it's not like you're hurt. ”

Wang Lang struggled to get up from the ground, then tore a strip of cloth while gritting his teeth and wrapping his right hand, while scolding Ma Yan, then turned around and continued to help Wang Jing clean up the wound.

He didn't look at Ma Yan, just afraid that the other party would see his nest's gaze, he felt that it was all his fault, Wang Lang had been thinking for a long time just now, maybe ...... They really shouldn't have been here.

"Chief Instructor...... Ahem, I found me now, ahem, ahem...... Really, I want to you more and more, really, really, ......"

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