Li Yuanba's tent was opened.
As he walked in, the first thing he saw was…
It was a fishy smell.
Many injured soldiers were sleeping on straw mats and wailing!
A few military doctors were doing a quick check-up.
He nodded and shook his head.
The wounded soldiers who were nodded by the military doctor were left in the tent.
As for those who shook their heads, the attendants beside the military doctor rolled up the straw mat and carried them out of the tent on a stretcher...
"Doctor, please save my brother first. He's fine. He was only cut a few times. Doctor, I beg you.”
"Brother, I'm really sorry. Your brother has been stabbed nine times and all the blood in his body has been drained. Now, even if Bianque was alive, he wouldn't come back!”
"I don't believe it! You're lying!"
" Sigh, let's treat your wound first. My condolences…"
As soon as Li Yuanba entered the tent, he heard a familiar voice.
This was…
The one who had followed him last night and returned alive…
A secret guard?
Li Yuanba realized that he seemed to have a photographic memory. As long as he heard of someone, he would remember them.
What was happening?
Li Yuanba walked up and stared into his eyes. It really was him.
"Brother, what's wrong? What happened?" Li Yuanba naturally had to pay special attention to the people who fought with him.
Out of 20 people, only three returned!
"Fourth Young Master, it's you!" When the hidden guard saw Li Yuanba, he subconsciously stood up and bowed.
He knew that the person in front of him was His Majesty's brother.
That was his highness!
Although Li Shiming had not officially announced Li Yuanba's identity, as a secret guard, and a loyal secret guard of Li Shiming, he naturally knew of Li Yuanba's identity!
"Sit down, sit down. Tell me slowly. Don't be nervous if there's anything. I can help you…Oh right, what's your name?”
Li Yuanba saw that the other party's wound had opened up again and blood was seeping out. He hurriedly advised.
"Little Wang Jiu!"
Li Yuanba frowned. Was this how the Great Tang treated their injuries?
The wound might not be fatal, but the bacteria in the tent…
It was enough to drag a person to death!
Wang Jiu was injured, a very serious injury.
When he had followed Li Yuanba to assassinate the Tuli Khagan, he had been severely injured.
Li Yuanba looked at Wang Jiu lying weakly on the mat and smiled at him. The corner of his mouth cracked open, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
There was a deep wound on his arm that was so deep that the bone could be seen. Blood was flowing out rapidly, and Wang Zhuang's face was gradually covered with a terrifying layer of gray.
Li Yuanba was stunned for a moment, then he looked around and shouted,"Doctor!"
"Fourth Young Master, don't call me that. This lowly one's injuries are considered light. There are a total of ten to twenty physicians in the army, and there are people with broken limbs everywhere.”Wang Jiu smiled weakly.
Li Yuanba's face was gloomy. He didn't call for a doctor. He knelt down and tore a large piece of the inner lapel of his clothes. Then, he tore off the leather bag that was filled with strong wine from his waist and poured it on the wound on Wang Jiu's arm without saying anything.
Wang Jiu screamed in pain, his whole body trembling.
" Don't scream, I'll disinfect you..." Li Yuanba didn't even raise his head. After washing the wound with strong alcohol, he wrapped the wound with a clean cloth layer by layer. The wound should be stitched up.
However, Li Yuanba couldn't find any tools at the moment, so he decided to deal with it for now.
"Why did you vomit blood?" Li Yuanba asked as he helped Wang Jiu bandage his wounds.
Li Yuanba's action of wrapping up the wound was a little awkward. After all, he had no experience. Wang Jiu grimaced in pain and gasped from time to time.
Wang Jiu endured the pain and frowned." I was hit by a Turkic horse. My stomach is burning. I guess I've suffered internal injuries. Poor my comrades…"
Out of the twenty people, only three came back alive.
However, one of them was seriously injured and was about to leave this world.
Wang Jiu's eyes reddened as he spoke. He leaned weakly against the fence and suddenly burst into tears.
"But the doctor just said that he can't be saved. Even Hua Tuo couldn't save him because he lost too much blood!”
As Wang Zhuang spoke, more and more tears flowed down. However, he did not dare to cry out loud for fear of being laughed at. He lowered his head and kept wiping his tears.
Wang Jiu's brothers were very miserable. They had been stabbed nine times. They were all good men who had fought several times on the battlefield. When they were stabbed, they deliberately avoided their vital parts. Otherwise, they would have died long ago. Even so, they had lost too much blood and fell into a coma. The army doctor shook his head repeatedly, saying that the root of the injury was already injured and there was no way to save them.
Li Yuanba didn't understand. He had just lost too much blood. After replenishing his blood, as long as there weren't any complications, he would be a good man again in a month or two. How could he not be saved?
Li Yuanba patted his shoulder and said,"Isn't it just blood loss? Take me to see your good brother for this small matter. Even if the King of Hell wants to recruit people, he has to ask me, Li Yuanba, whether I'm willing or not!”
Perhaps Li Yuanba's comforting words had worked, but Wang Jiu propped himself up and brought Li Yuanba to another tent.
The injured and sick people in this tent had no signs of life.
In short, they were seriously injured and the military doctors had determined that there was no way to save them. They were then carried here and slowly waited for death!
When Li Yuanba saw this, he felt a chill in his heart.
"This quack!"
(Brothers, please be violent)
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