Blue Sky Sword Chapter 30

There are many more wounded, one after another.

Tsing Yiwei can still take a short rest, but Feng Yin is always in action, while he boils the medicine, he tentatively adjusts the power of the Spiritual Transformation Sutra.

He also tentatively spread the spiritual power evenly in the medicinal soup, but the effect was completely lost; Fengyin was a little frustrated, but he also understood another thing. It seems that this thing has to be formed into a ball to survive for a while. time?

As for why it can be stored in a ball?

Fengyin can't figure out this question, but there's no need to figure it out now. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

It's too late to say it's too soon...

In the distance, the dust was flying, and another large group of people came.

The first person in green clothes fluttered and came from the sky, and he was in front of him in an instant. It wasn't why he went, but who was he.

Behind him, Wu Tiejun rushed frantically, pulled a long stretch, and ran covered in sweat.

"Mr. Feng, this time, I'm afraid I'm really going to trouble you."

Why did he smile very warmly. He had just gone through a big battle, but he didn't have the slightest bit of chill on his body. He was clean and refreshing, with a gentle smile.

"He's been really energized?" Feng Yin frowned. As he continued to practice the Spiritual Transformation Sutra, he became more and more sensitive to qi.

"My injury is not in the way." Why go.

After two sentences, Wu Tiejun was already sweating profusely, and asked nervously, "Brother Feng, how are my injured brothers..."

Speaking of the last few words, the voice already trembled a bit.

Obviously, Wu Tiejun knew very well that those people who were ambushed earlier were severely injured. I am afraid that there are about a dozen of them who are hopeless.

Even though he has been through battle for a long time, even if he understands that the hard work of those people has paid off, and even if he understands the truth that one will succeed, he still does not want to hear the bad news when it comes to the end, knowing that there is little hope.

Always looking forward to 1 in case: Mr. Feng's divine means are all cured!

Although I knew in my heart that this was impossible—huh?

"They're all alive, there's no danger to their lives. You guys are retreating with the army. How many wounded are there when you're done? Let me count?" Fengyin asked in a deep voice.

"All alive? All... all alive!!"

Wu Tiejun let out a loud exclamation, his face full of shock, almost suspecting that he was hallucinating.

He stammered: "Really, are they... still alive?"

The voice was extremely low, and the expression on his face was tense, almost stiff.

"Alive! None of them died!"

Feng Yin nodded affirmatively.

"Hey!"

Wu Tiejun was immediately overjoyed, his mouth grinned open, and he laughed, ignoring the question behind Fengyin. He slapped Fei Xinyu, who was covered in injuries, with a slap in the face. He was so excited that he said, "Everything is alive and everything is fine. Did you hear it? Did you hear it!"

Fei Xinyu shivered all over, and almost fainted from the pain, and suddenly yelled: "Can you not slap Laozi's wounds with these two strokes, especially if everyone else is alive, I will be killed by these two strokes... Really special Mother is unlucky, the gang of flying eagles and black feathers are all trying their best to greet Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu didn't work for the eighth generation of their ancestors, nor did they dig their ancestral graves... What did they do to me? All of them are really sick!"

Why do you need to turn your eyes to the sky?

Why are the enemies trying to greet you with all their might? Don't you have any compulsion in your heart?

Wu Tiejun was so excited that he almost jumped up, but when he was most excited, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind and he remembered something...

So he straightened himself up, his spiritual energy swelled, and with a puff, the dust all over his body was shaken clean, and he moved quickly and habitually to straighten his hat, flow the streamers, tidy up his collar, neatly buttons, and smooth out wrinkles...

The last two feet together, a pair of shoes also become clean.

The happy look on his face disappeared without a trace, his face was expressionless and solemn.

Immediately, he became dignified and neat, without anger and self-righteousness, his face was serious, and his face was unselfish.

What a rainbow Tsing Yi team!

With both hands on his back, Shi Shiran stepped into the door with his arms on his back, with a dignified bearing, and obviously went to visit the injured brothers...

Wu Tiejun's dignified and reserved voice came from inside: "Brothers, it's all right, right? Well, well, let's rest well, Daqin needs you, the country needs you..."

"This... is really sick."

The muscles on He Bigo's face twitched, and he was speechless when he looked at Wu Tiejun's back.

Apparently, the evaluation of his subordinates fluctuated again and again!

Fei Xinyu looked at Wu Tiejun's back, and murmured cursing: "I don't know which of his ancestors inherited this problem of pretending to be forceful... It's true that the sow's **** likes to be slashed, and pretending to be forceful is addicting... "

"He Lao, you always understand people and know which is more important. Tell me the truth, how many people do you estimate in the next batch of injured people?" Fengyin asked.

"There are still 100 people." He Nei sighed and said, "This is not an army... With the army, it is estimated that there are 300 people."

"There are so many more?"

Fengyin was startled: "Then I definitely don't have enough medicine here; I haven't had so many injured people in a year, and my reserves are running out."

"I'll ask someone to buy it, you just need to concentrate on preparing the wound medicine!"

Why did he wave his hand: "Whatever you need, just say it directly, don't be polite."

"I have a list here. By the way, I believe in medicine, Taoism, pharmacology, and good medicine, so the more Huanglian, the better. If it is convenient, you can always help me buy some more."

"No problem, no problem at all."

"Wu Tiejun!"

"arrive!"

Why go to give an order to drive out Wu Tiejun, who was seriously visiting his injured subordinates, like sending a galloping horse off the reins to work.

"Go quickly!"

"I finally drove this guy away."

Why should I go to my heart and breathe a sigh of relief.

From afar, Wu Tiejun was shouting, "Sir, I have no money."

"Go and borrow it!"

Why did he roar, he immediately wanted to hang himself. In front of so many people, you say that you have no money, so where do you put Lao Tzu's face?

"There's nowhere to borrow it!"

Wu Tiejun continued to shout.

He is also helpless. All the money I can borrow is lying in the hospital. Who do you want me to borrow it from?

"Why are you going to grab it!"

Why go, anger has already spewed out of his forehead.

"Sir, that's a bad word..."

Wu Tiejun shouted from a distance.

Chong!

Why go and pull out the knife, just rush up!

Don't stop me, I will definitely hack him to death today!

When Wu Tiejun saw the situation, he turned his **** and ran away in a hurry.

Why bother with a dark face, the long sword in his hand, and he hasn't sheathed it for a long time. His eyes wandered around, ready to find someone to vent his anger.

Murderous.

Fei Xinyu crept in against the wall and didn't dare to say a word. With his **** tucked, he didn't even dare to let go of a fart.

He was sure that at this time, as long as he opened his mouth, the knife could fall on him.

This is a sure thing without a doubt.

As for swearing... I never scolded anyone with my troubles!

Never stink!

The wounded came very quickly, and a full 170 or 80 people were brought over; then the military wounded came one after another.

He also brought a large gift from General Ma Qiange, saying that it was given to Feng Langzhong. If he didn't accept it, he would look down on him or something.

How could Feng Yin look down on General Ma?

So I was very happy to accept it.

Most of the injured suffer from external injuries. Although the internal injuries are only a few, the hidden dangers are extremely serious for those who suffer internal injuries. Judging from past experience, even if they are lucky enough to survive, the future of martial arts will be difficult to advance, and even the strength will be greatly reduced.

My family knows their own affairs the most, and all those who suffer from this kind of trauma have a gloomy and bleak face.

All those in Tsing Yi who could move came to help. They moved quickly and experienced a lot. In an instant, several huge tents were set up around the hospital, and several rows of hospital beds were placed along the wall.

Fengyin began to boil the medicine again, but he had already run out of the relatively effective medicinal materials for trauma.

We can only temporarily rely on everyone's own medicines to deal with the wounds. Fortunately, everyone is a martial artist, not to mention the constant trauma every day. Everyone has a lot of medicines on their bodies in case of emergency.

As for those with internal injuries, the experienced Fengyin took out the black **** one by one to help them stabilize their injuries.

Seeing why there is no need to look at the question and heartache.

"This... is that medicine?"

"how is this possible?"

Fengyin said: "These are the ones that I failed to test before... The effect of the medicine is there, but compared with the one you took, the difference is more than ten times. Vitality is always the main reason, temporarily hang a breath of anger, save the fire of life, and hang the source continuously, it is not very effective in recovering the injury, and the follow-up recuperation requires everyone to go back and use all kinds of natural materials to heal themselves, said It doesn't sound good, it's a bit like medicine for tigers and wolves..."

Why would you nod your head to see if there is any leftovers? I just took one myself and tried the effect.

Sure enough, the efficacy of the medicine was ten times worse than the previous one.

My old wounds only stop at the slightest feeling, and the efficacy of the medicine is gone.

He couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity, although it's a good medicine, it's almost meaningless."

This is an intuitive reflection of the transition from frugality to luxury, and from extravagance to simplicity. If you put it aside, all the medicines that can have a little effect on why you need to go to Shenwei are all magic medicines. It was extremely rare, but in comparison with the previous elixir, it was meaningless to feel a little bit.

Fengyin also had a look of frustration: "It's not just a pity, it's too much of a difference. The biggest problem now is, which link is the problem, I still can't find it, there's nowhere to start!"

Why go to the knowledge of medicine and medicine is limited to the self-knowledge of the martial artist, and the rest is almost the same.

But I still know the saying that the difference is a thousand miles away.

He couldn't help comforting him repeatedly: "Take your time, take it slow, you can't be in a hurry with this kind of thing, haste is not enough, you are still young, you have a good life, and you will be able to fully understand the true mystery of the family's spiritual medicine."

Looking at a group of subordinates and more than 50 wounded soldiers, all of them stabilized their injuries to varying degrees. Seriously, no one had any adverse reactions, so why go to take a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Feng, thank you!"

Why should I say it with emotion and solemnity.

The previous Mr. Feng also went a step further and became Brother Feng.

"It's natural for doctors to help the world. There is a wide range of doctors to help patients."

Fengyin smiled: "Finally, it is not disgraceful to the mission. I can do my best for these soldiers who fought for the country. I hope that the heroes will see their heads, and I don't want the soldiers and soldiers who fight for the country to end in bleak."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart, and said with emotion: "These soldiers should all make great achievements and make a name for themselves in the history! Fang will live up to this sincere heart."

[I fell while running this morning, but I didn't fall, but I slipped into someone's fitness and dance team, and almost got into my crotch, looking ashamed. The old man patted my stomach and said, let's dance together. 】

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