I am a primitive

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here, you can reattach your leg if it's broken, but it hurts a little, I'll heal you, and I'll let you climb on the baby doe's back."

Han Cheng kept smoothing Uncle Lu's head with his hands, using this method to appease him.

I don't know if it's because he is familiar with Han Cheng, or if this guy has really become a master and understood what Han Cheng said.

After Han Cheng came over, Uncle Lu became much quieter.

Han Chengcheng took this opportunity to see Uncle Lu's broken leg.

Just looking at it for a while, Han Cheng's heart skipped a beat again.

Because the place where Uncle Lu broke his leg was too close.

This position is very difficult to pick up.

"Go back and make a shelf, preferably a little higher, that can support this guy so that its four legs can just touch the ground, so that its legs can be smoothed out, It is convenient for the next bone setting."

Han Cheng looked here for a while, had a plan in his mind, and quickly began to give orders to the people around him.

After the people on the side heard Han Cheng's order, they ran out without hesitation for a moment, went to the tribe, and asked the carpenters in the tribe to quickly make such a shelf.

"Go and tell Liang, let Liang quickly prepare some bone-setting tools, and let him come here quickly!"

Han Cheng ordered again, and someone left quickly from the side again.

Not long after, Liang rushed over from the tribe with a few people and a medical kit on his back.

Then I squatted here to check Uncle Lu's injured leg.

Just after looking at it a little bit, this person with more experience than Han Cheng seemed a little silent.

"Son of God, this..."

Liang said to Han Cheng, his voice was low, and he couldn't continue after saying such a little.

Han Cheng seemed calmer. He nodded at the bright spot and said, "I know, but I still have to do my best to do the last one."

Hearing what Han Cheng said, Liang stopped talking, nodded, and then went to check Uncle Lu's legs, and then thought about what to do to connect them as well as possible.

After a while like this, people from the tribe also came over in a hastily erected frame.

Then, under Han Cheng's command, they first inserted a few sticks under Uncle Lu's body, and then they lifted him up forcefully.

Then, together with these poles and the Uncle Lu who was erected on the poles, they were placed on the finished shelf.

In this way, Uncle Lu, who couldn't stand up because of a broken leg, stood upright again.

It's just that this process was not too wonderful for Uncle Lu, and he screamed in pain.

Han Cheng couldn't help comforting it.

"Son of God, the broken place is too high up, the splint can't fix it..."

Liang groped with his hands, and aligned Uncle Lu's broken leg to its original position.

Then let someone support it, and start to fix it with splints and other things.

In the case of broken legs and broken hands in the tribe, this method is used to carry out bone grafting.

It's about putting the bones back together and then securing them with a splint.

After a long period of growth, the broken bones will slowly grow together and become better again.

A prerequisite for doing this is to be able to fix broken bones.

Only when it is fixed, the broken bones can grow slowly and connect together.

At this time, the broken place of Uncle Lu is too high, and there is no way to fix it.

Even Liang, the most skilled medical person in the Qingque tribe, has no way to deal with this situation.

After hearing what Liang said, everyone present was very silent, because if the broken leg was not reconnected, it would be a trivial matter for Uncle Lu to become disabled. Everyone was most worried that Uncle Lu would die because of it.

After Liang said this, he lowered his head in shame.

When the book is used up, I hate it less.

Fang hates less, not only books, but also medical skills.

Even though he has worked hard on this path over the years, facing the ailments of everyone in the tribe, he still feels helpless and useless in many cases.

Han Cheng reached out and patted Liang's body to comfort him.

Seeing Uncle Lu who was trembling in pain and with tears flowing from his eyes, Han Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "I know a way, maybe I can try it, but it's too risky!"

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New year, new start.

In the bright spring days, people feel the most comfortable.

However, Han Cheng didn't even feel a little bit of joy and comfort. Instead, he felt cloudy and frowning.

Because Uncle Lu is an old and unscrupulous old man, he was too involved and broke his own leg.

Moreover, the broken place is very difficult to pick up.

Even Liang, the person with the highest medical skills in the Qingque tribe, was helpless in this situation.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Han Cheng, the god son of the tribe, gritted his teeth and said a method he knew.

If this method works well, it is likely to be useful.

It's just too bloody and dangerous.

"Liang, take some of the Mabosan you made and pour it down for that deer.

Pay attention to the amount, it can guarantee that the deer will be unconscious, but in the end it will be able to come back to life, nothing else. "

At this time, Han Cheng, who still looked calm, pointed to another deer in the deer circle that looked about the same size as Uncle Lu, and gave Liang an order.

The issuance of this order indicated that the lively male deer in the deer pen became the existence of testing medicine for the uncle deer.

No way, in the entire Qingque tribe, there is only one deer with such a status, Uncle Lu.

In the eyes of Han Cheng and many members of the Qingque tribe, Uncle Lu is almost equivalent to a member of the Qingque tribe.

But the rest of the deer can't. In the eyes of everyone, the rest of the deer are livestock. They are raised in captivity to eat meat or pull carts for farm work.