Walking all the way, Huang Jie mustered up his spare strength to drive a horse, stumbling and stumbling for nearly 20 miles, picking trails and forks along the way and constantly changing routes, until there was no road in front of a ravine, Huang Jie also fell down with all his strength. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was not until this time that Wulu and the two daughters of Guyu also found out that Huang Jie had won and lost six wounds, including an arrow wound on his left leg, and the shaft of the arrow had been broken, in addition to five wounds on his left shoulder, left rib and right arm, which seemed to be cut and wounded with sharp weapons.

Immediately, the second daughter hurriedly stopped the car and hurriedly lifted Huang Jie to the car to take a look, but seeing that his face was flushed, his teeth were clenched, and it was useless to pinch people. For a while, the second daughter was also shocked that she had no master, and she didn't know what to do, and only then did she hear a few coughs, and she also saw the old painter who had been shrinking in the corner of the carriage crawling out in embarrassment, and saw that he shivered and touched it, and after looking at Huang Jie's injury, he didn't know where to find a porcelain bottle, and opened the strip of cloth on Huang Jie's left shoulder that was two inches long, and sprinkled the medicine powder in the porcelain bottle on the wound like spreading spices.

Looking at the black, black, yellow and yellow color of the powder, it should be a gold sore medicine, but after the powder was sprinkled on the wound, it was obviously unable to stop the bleeding, and the old painter was suddenly so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and kept muttering in his mouth what to do. At this moment, Gu Yu looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and the process of Huang Jie taking arrows for Wulu to stitch up the wounds in the old camp of Na Gu Da not long ago sounded.

In a panic, he hurriedly rummaged through it, and soon found out Huang Jie's first aid kit, but when he opened it, there were almost no things available in it...... Except for two small pliers, four hooked silver needles, and an empty medicine box labeled "Emergency Thousand Golden Pills", many of the things Huang Jie used to treat Wulu at that time had long since run out.

However, at this time, I can't care about this much, Gu Xu quickly recalled the past few months of getting along day and night, Huang Jie once mentioned to her a few words, and hurriedly wrapped Huang Jie's wound with a cloth again, and then pulled Wulu to get out of the car, and directly dismantled the wall of the car to start the fire.

The car naturally had a bucket and water bladder for boiling food, which led the fire bones to rush to pour water for Wulu to boil, and she and the old painter carefully moved Huang Jie out of the car, found the clothes and fur on the car and tied them into torches to illuminate the surroundings, and put pliers, silver needles and a bunch of her own hair into the boiling water to boil, and then she also learned from Huang Jie and Wulu to stitch up, and used needles to stitch up the wounds on his body one by one.

At first, he didn't dare to move the biggest wound on Huang Jie's left shoulder, so he first dealt with the small wounds on his left ribs and right arm, because these wounds did not hurt the blood vessels, and the wrapping pressure of the bleeding mouth should be clothed is now in a coagulation state, and it is not difficult to deal with it. After treating the four small wounds, although the bone desire also broke out in a hot sweat, the technique was also more skilled.

Seeing that the flushing on Huang Jie's face was fading rapidly, and he knew that he couldn't hesitate at this time, he also had the courage to quickly open the wound on his left shoulder, and recalled Huang Jie's original treatment of Wulu, so he was bold enough to use small pliers to forcibly open the skin and flesh on the side of the wound, and by the light of the fire, he quickly saw that there were four small bleeding openings in the middle of the flesh, and after a closer look, he also recognized that this small opening was the "blood vessel" that Huang Jie had mentioned, so he used pliers to forcibly clamp it.

It's just that there are only two pliers, and after clamping two blood vessels, I don't know what to do with the two more. At this time, Ulu, who had been unable to help on the side, also saw the blessing, turned his head to look left and right, and pulled out a lost arrow from the carriage, stretched the arrow into the fire and quickly burned red, and then quickly burned on the walls of the two blood vessels, and he also heard the hissing sound of flesh and blood and the muffled snort of Huang Jie in a coma who was still unbearable, and it really stopped the bleeding.

After stopping the bleeding, the stitching was no longer difficult, and Gu Yi immediately quickly sutured the wound on his left shoulder, and finally came to deal with the arrow wound on his leg. Fortunately, at this time, the Jin army won the battle and laid down a large area of Liao land and cities, and the weapons of the army were constantly upgraded.

It's just that when the bone desire was sewn, he found that Huang Jie's face was already completely white, that is, his lips were white and bloodless, and this time he didn't know what to do, and Wu Lu looked at it with no face, so he came to the car, looked at the sky and found the direction of due north, and knelt down to worship and pray according to the shamanic teachings believed by the Jurchens.

At this time, I could hear the old painter muttering to himself again, vaguely surprised, and hurriedly pulled the old painter and asked in Song Yan: "Uncle, what did you just say, but there is still salvation?" ”

After Huang Jie led the old painter out of Dading Mansion, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles along the way, he rarely used Song Yan to talk to him, and he also communicated with Wulu and Gu Desire in Jurchen dialect, so Gu Desire suddenly asked in Song Yan, and the old painter was also taken aback, but he immediately became ecstatic, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Niang, there is help!" Can be saved! The big official has lost too much blood, and now although there is no medicine stone available at hand, you have a miracle medicine on your body, which can be used to save him, and it is Huanyang Soup! ”

When she was puzzled, the old painter was busy whispering a few words to her, and suddenly she saw that her face turned red instantly, and her face was red as if she had just come out of the cage.

The old painter was also anxious and hurriedly said: "This ancient recipe for returning yang soup is by no means hearsay from the old man, in the second year of Yuan Fu, the old man used this recipe to save people in Chenzhou. Although the old man is not good at Qihuang, he has painted countless people in this life, and he will never be mistaken, don't hesitate anymore, it is important to save people! ”

Looking at Huang Jie, whose face was frighteningly white, he struggled again, and finally gritted his teeth, so he also found a trick and turned around and went to the back of the car, but after listening to the sound of water, he also saw her come back with a red face and a bucket. After the old painter took Diao Dou over, he also hurriedly helped Huang Jie up, pinched his teeth, and poured the unknown liquid in Diao Dou with him.

After a while, Huang Jie, who was in a coma, suddenly choked and coughed, and actually woke up with a glare, but after seeing him open his eyes and look around, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the empty medicine box of the "Emergency Qianjin Pill" that had been thrown aside by the bone desire before, and then passed out again. (To be continued.) )