Daqin: Start to become stronger and live longer by picking up attributes from the battlefield

Zhao Feng was responsible for taking out the arrows, while Master Chen was responsible for suturing and applying medicine. With the cooperation of the two, the speed of treatment was also accelerated.

"General, do you have something to do with Zhao Feng? Let me inform him!" The general looked at Wang Yan and asked.

"We can't disturb them from treating the wounded."

"I'll wait outside." Wang Yan waved her hand, looked at Zhao Feng curiously, and turned away.

"Yes." Seeing this, the general immediately accepted the order.

Time passed!

Soon.

It was night.

The treatment of the wounded camp did not stop.

A bonfire was lit in the camp.

"Teacher."

"More than 200 seriously injured soldiers have been treated, but there are also more than a dozen who are too seriously injured to be treated, and the others have saved their lives." A military doctor walked up to Master Chen and reported.

Hearing this number.

Master Chen also smiled, and then turned to Zhao Feng and said, "Brother Zhao, I have been a military doctor in the army for five or six years. I have treated countless wounded soldiers, but it is almost impossible for such a number of soldiers to survive."

"It is very good that 20 of the two hundred seriously injured soldiers can survive, but now the number is reversed, thanks to your suturing method."

"And if the quenching and strong alcohol disinfection are useful, these surviving wounded soldiers are not infected with the seven-day wind, then they will be completely out of danger."

"You have made great contributions to the Qin Dynasty."

"Countless soldiers will survive because of your suturing method. This contribution is greater than your killing of a hundred enemies."

"I will personally ask General Wang Jian for credit for you."

Zhao Feng smiled and did not refuse: "Thank you."

He is not the kind of hypocritical person, and Zhao Feng naturally understands how much waves the birth of this suturing method will bring to this era.

"The seriously wounded soldiers have been treated."

"Those with minor injuries can come slowly. Brother Zhao, you are also injured. Although you have a good physique, you also need to rest well." Master Chen said with a smile.

"Okay." Zhao Feng nodded and did not refuse.

Although saving so many wounded soldiers was not as dangerous as killing the enemy, Zhao Feng was still a little tired after concentrating on it.

"Here, this pot of wine is a gift from me, Chen, to Brother Zhao."

Master Chen took out a gourd of wine from his waist and handed it to Zhao Feng.

"Haha, Doctor Chen is polite."

"Then I won't refuse." Zhao Feng laughed and took the gourd of wine.

Then he turned around and walked towards his couch.

"This boy looks young, but he has the benevolence of a doctor, and his character is very strong."

"Looking at his attire, he is a logistics soldier. Such medical skills are too much of a waste for the logistics army. The best destination for him is to transfer him to the military medical camp."

"And if the teacher knew that this boy had created a suture method that could save countless lives, he would definitely value it very much, or accept another closed disciple." Master Chen thought secretly as he looked at Zhao Feng's back.

Returned to the bed.

Zhao Feng opened the wine gourd and drank a glass of wine.

"You are worthy of being a military doctor. This wine is much better than the wine in the army."

"But it's still not as good as the fine wine in the future. When I retire and go home in the future, I have to brew some fine wine, which will definitely surpass this era."

After tasting it, Zhao Feng showed a satisfied smile.

"How many merit points do I have."

Come back to your senses.

Zhao Feng opened the panel and took a look.

From that day to late at night, Zhao Feng treated more than dozens of wounded soldiers. Some of them died of serious injuries, while others survived.

"Not bad, it's worth the hard work for a day and a night."

"53 merit points."

"And this can be exchanged for free attribute points, which is equivalent to 265 points."

"But it seems a bit wasteful to exchange these merit points for attributes. After all, attribute points can be picked up on the battlefield at any time, and can also be picked up by killing enemies, but merit points are a little more difficult, and you have to save people." Zhao Feng thought secretly, and did not directly use merit points to exchange attribute points for improvement.

Because merit points have another function, ten merit points can be exchanged for one skill point, which can improve any skill.

This is not something that can be picked up by picking up attributes.

"Keep it for now, and use skill points to improve it when I really get a profound and difficult to comprehend martial arts in the future." Zhao Feng thought secretly.

At this time!

The military marquis of the wounded camp walked quickly to Zhao Feng's side.

"Brother Zhao."

The military marquis bowed his hands and clasped his fists, smiling and shouting.

Zhao Feng's name is now known to everyone in the wounded camp, and it has spread even more after a day.

Now all the soldiers stationed here know that there is a fierce man in the logistics army, who killed nearly 300 enemies and killed the general of Han State, Bao Yuan.

And the military marquis of the wounded camp is more open-minded, how could he not know.

Although Zhao Feng is only a garrison commander now, he will be promoted after reporting these military exploits, so he naturally dare not be rude.

"Military marquis." Zhao Feng also immediately clasped his fists in return.

"How is Brother Zhao's injury?" The military marquis asked with a smile.

"Some minor injuries, just rest for a few days." Zhao Feng said with a smile.

Zhao Feng still wanted to stay in the wounded camp to gain merits. He naturally had some ideas in his mind, and was ready to take advantage of this time to follow Master Chen to gain merits.

The later the reward is obtained, the better, and the later the reorganization is, the better.

"Han's elite troops raided, the logistics army's combat power was not good, but Brother Zhao killed nearly 300 enemies and penetrated deep into the enemy army to kill Bao Yuan."

"Brother Zhao's skill is really shocking to the whole army." The military marquis said with great admiration.

"Maybe it's God's blessing." Zhao Feng replied with a smile.

"Indeed." The military marquis nodded.

"By the way, what's the matter with the military marquis?" Zhao Feng asked.

He didn't believe that the military marquis would come to him for no reason, and it was late at night when he was just about to rest.

"The military marquis Wang Yan of the first main camp has been waiting for you outside for a day." The military marquis said with a smile.

"Wang Yan?"

Zhao Feng was stunned and a little puzzled: "Who is he? What does he want to see me for?"

"I don't know about this either. You should go out and take a look. After all, he is the military marquis of the main camp. His status is not low. He is much higher than the generals of our logistics army. Don't offend him." The military marquis replied honestly.

"Thank you."

Zhao Feng nodded.

Then he stood up and prepared to walk out of the wounded camp.

"Wait."

The military marquis suddenly stopped Zhao Feng.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Feng turned his head.

"Brother Zhao, although you have changed your clothes, the blood on your face and hair has not been washed yet. I think you should go to the back to wash it first." Junhou reminded with a smile.

If there was a mirror at this moment, Zhao Feng could see the blood on his body and hair, which looked extremely creepy.

Of course.

If it was in this wounded camp, Zhao Feng would be lucky.

"Thanks for the reminder." Zhao Feng thanked him and did not refuse.

After all, he was uncomfortable with the blood on his body.

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