Crossed the ...... I crossed the ...... I TMD actually crossed ......

Such words flickered through Fang Yun's brain again and again, wasting his brain capacity to the greatest extent. In other words, at the moment, his entire brain is basically bearing this huge reality shock, and he has no time to think about anything else.

"Why did you come down? Hurry up and lie back, and I'll heal you...... Really, if you're injured and still moving, don't you think you're dying fast enough? Just when Fang Yun's mind was blank, a Taoist priest came to him with two Taoist boys.

Seeing that Fang Yun actually got up from the ground without authorization, and was still there in a daze, completely ignoring the wound on his shoulder, the Taoist priest couldn't help but be very angry, for this kind of guy who didn't care about his life, he had always been the most hated existence by doctors.

"Oh, oh! I'm sorry, I think I've figured things out...... "Whether or not he accepts this fact, Fang Yun finally came back to his senses, looking at the other party's slightly angry appearance, considering the injury on his shoulder, he had to be polite.

"Yo? It's a polite guy, not like those rough people, who open and close their mouths are X you N or something. The Taoist priest's face softened a little when he heard this, probably because he was used to hearing foul language, and it was rare to hear such a different sentence, and his mood immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

This is not surprising, before helping Fang Yun to treat, he had already treated more than fifty injuries, and more than thirty of them died right in front of his eyes, as a healer, he was also under a lot of pressure, and his temper naturally became worse.

"The wound didn't fester? Your kid's life is very hard! It's just that this wound is a bit deep and not easy to deal with......" The Taoist priest checked it first, and found that there was no pus (that is, inflammation) and was a little happy, but looking at the deep wound, he was suddenly a little anxious.

"That, Dao Chief, this wound is not healed?" Fang Yun asked a little anxiously.

"It's not that it can't be treated, but this wound is deep enough to see the bones, and I'm afraid that ordinary trauma medicine can't be cured so easily...... The closure and healing of this flesh is a big problem. The Taoist priest said with a headache.

"What's so hard about that? Wouldn't it be enough to stitch it up with a needle and thread?! Fang Yun gritted his teeth and said.

"Needle and thread? You mean to use needles and threads to stitch the flesh and skin...... It's a great idea, why didn't I think of it before? The Taoist priest thought about it, but he felt that this method was very feasible, and he was immediately very happy.

Fang Yun just said helplessly, after all, as a modern person, it was common sense for a wound of this level to be sutured with needles and threads. It's just that if I really cross over, then it seems that there is no anesthesia in this year...... I really feel my scalp tingle just thinking about it.

"Prepare the needlework immediately!" The Taoist priest did what he said, and immediately instructed the Taoist boy to prepare.

"Dao Chief, the needle is troublesome to bake with fire, and the thread is best boiled in boiling water once, and those bandaging cloths should also be treated in this way, which can prevent the wound from ulcerating." Fang Yun had to remind him again, lest he just come to this world and die because of the inflammation of the wound.

On top of that, he didn't know if he would return to his original world if he died this time, or if he would really die. The former is fine, but the latter's words are really sad. It's better to die than to live, although everything is probabilistic, but Fang Yun doesn't dare to gamble on his own life.

"How do you know this?" The Taoist chief was curious, how could this little yellow scarf know so much medical science?

"Family heirlooms, all ...... fathers," Fang Yun said vaguely.

But the Taoist priest understood, and immediately did not delve into it, after all, family learning is a relatively private thing in these years, and it is often passed on to the descendants, and the men are not passed on to the women. To put it bluntly, it is something that only the direct heirs within the family can learn, and ordinary people, even the children of the concubines, are not qualified to learn.

"If what you say is true, I owe you a favor, and I will be rewarded in the future!" When he knew that this was a family study, the Taoist priest also knew that he had made a fortune, so he naturally could only give a promise that Fang Yun didn't know if he could fulfill.

If you really want to follow what Fang Yun said, it will naturally not be able to deal with it for a while.

The Taoist priest didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out a silver needle and pricked Fang Yun a few times, Fang Yun was originally afraid of pricking the needle, but when he really pricked it, he found that it really didn't hurt at all, and he couldn't help but sigh that Huaxia acupuncture was really magical!

What's even more amazing is that as the last silver needle pierced, the wound that was still bleeding actually stopped.

"This is emergency treatment, I'll go and work on other injuries first, you have a good rest here, bring everything ready, and I'll treat your injuries!" During this time, you'd better not move and don't touch those silver pins! The Taoist priest cautioned carefully, and then went to work.

He and the other three Taoist priests were busy at the whole scene, but there were more than 1,000 injured here. However, this number is also declining, lack of effective hemostatic drugs, lack of blood transfusion technology, lack of manpower, more injured patients have silently swallowed their last breath during the waiting period.

"X, what kind of world ......" Fang Yun lay on the bed and couldn't help complaining.

He didn't know what period he had traveled to, but at least through the five words of the Yellow Turban Army camp, he knew that now was the time for the Taiping Sect to make the Yellow Turban Uprising. Obviously, not long ago, the Yellow Turban Army and the imperial court army had a battle, and he didn't know how many people died on the imperial court's side, he only knew that the Taiping Sect had injured a lot...... I'm afraid of more when I'm dead......

Speaking of it, it is also the will of heaven to make people, if you go to a certain place casually, even if it is an ordinary homeless person, there will always be a time when you will soar, and you will not be able to take refuge in the boss of the future Wei, Shu and Wu tripartite forces, which can be regarded as a very promising job.

However, now it seems that he is not only a small soldier with no status, but also a pawn of the Yellow Turban Army.

If history is true, then in the end, the Yellow Turban Army will be exterminated by the imperial court in the end, even if it is captured, it will be ordered to be killed by Huangfu Song, and a few people who escaped into the mountains and forests and fell into the grass for Kou survived, in general, I am afraid that I will die for a lifetime.

If it weren't for the providence of heaven, he wouldn't know what it meant to be called providence.

The pain in the brain was felt again, and although it had been tingling all along, it was the third time that the pain level suddenly increased dramatically. The first two times could be considered a hangover, but now it's obvious that the brain is empty, which is definitely not a sign of drunkenness. The most important thing is that he seemed to realize just now that his daring is not to cross the whole body, but to play with the soul.

The evidence is that a scar on his right leg that has followed him for more than ten years has disappeared. Not to mention, the familiar mouse cocoon is also gone, replaced by a pair of hands with more calluses.

If you can't understand that your soul is pierced, then you can only say that you really have to doubt your IQ.

So, the question is, why does your head hurt so much? Or is it because of excessive blood loss, and it's dying?!

Just when Fang Yun was puzzled and was about to give up thinking, something in his brain responded to his question:

"The program is loaded, the Heroes system is installed, the system initialization begins, the starter quest is created, the starter pack is created, the starter instructor is created...... Hello host, I'm a novice instructor, how can I help you? ”