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The young doctor's hands were trembling a little, and his face was even paler. Others thought he was angry, but only he knew that the young man in front of him was telling the truth.

He was literally poisoned.

Indeed, it is very likely that he will not survive tonight.

But it was too late when he found out, even the high-level antidote could not save him.

He originally thought of dragging his sick body to fight for the last time, to find a way out for a few soldiers, and then pass away like this, which can be regarded as fulfilling his mission and responsibility.

He hid it well, and the other doctors didn't see that he was dying, but the older child in front of him did.

But so what if you see it?Without the great pharmacist present, who can save him?

With a cold face, he looked very angry, and the soldiers who were recovering from illness and still awake around him were all angry.

Whose child is this?Is there such nonsense?I'm counting on these few doctors here, and I'm still cursing them to death?Is there anything more extreme than this? ! !

Although there was that tall man staring at them, they didn't dare to make a sound or express their anger, but they were extremely angry in their hearts.

Xie Wenhan seemed to have noticed something, and pulled Xie Yuan's clothes, Xie Yuan's aura instantly weakened, only to see that without Xie Yuan staring at those soldiers, one or two became angry, and loudly reprimanded: " Which family's child? Is the back of the battlefield a place where you can come to make trouble? Not only making trouble but also cursing others? What kind of heart do you have? Do you know how important doctors are to us? Hurry up and play!"

"That's right? Where are your parents and guardians?! Who told you to talk nonsense from here?! Really think that there is no one behind the battlefield?! Let me tell you, if you are so annoying again, I will drive you away for your parents go out!"

"Whose child is this? Is this a little educated? If you can't speak, just shut your stinky mouth and don't speak! From here, let's see if I can take care of you! You really need to take care of it!"

"Is this battlefield able to let people in casually? Who let this child in?!! Cheng Hongwei? What the hell are you doing?! Why don't you come out and explain?!"

Things took a turn for the worse, and Cheng Hongwei and the others were stunned for a moment. Cheng Hongwei hurriedly said: "No... no... this is a great pharmacist... a very powerful great pharmacist!"

"My legs were healed for me!"

Cheng Hongwei argued with reason, and several other people joined in one after another. Some of the people around sneered and didn't believe it at all, some were skeptical, and some looked Xie Wenhan up and down, as if they were observing something.

"Isn't it? Cheng Hongwei, this child, it's not safe for you to bring him here. Our rear is not so safe, and there are Zerg attacks from time to time. If you hurt this child, you will have to feel uncomfortable at that time ? Hurry up and send it away."

"That's right, what about great pharmacists? Are you kidding me? Don't talk about great pharmacists, even high-level pharmacists don't want to come! In our place, pharmacists' ability to survive is too weak. In the imperial capital, everyone respects everyone and pleases everyone." Everyone loves you, so why come to our poor place to suffer? In the end, you won’t get anything, but you can only get two compliments, who is so stupid?”

"That's right, it's nothing else. This is a matter of life and death. Which pharmacist is willing to come here? Anyway, that's how I am. Every time the military department says to work hard, communicate and communicate, but nothing happens. As a result, I’m desperate anyway, so let’s just burn my body and give my ashes and medals to my parents, we are also martyrs.”

One person started, and the others responded one after another, suggesting that Cheng Hongwei send him away quickly, or what if the child is injured?Who will have time to take care of him then?

What big pharmacist?Dream great pharmacist!Even if it was a dream, it is impossible for the great pharmacists to come to them. There are only a handful of great pharmacists in the empire, and they look like babies from above. How could it be possible to come to this battlefield with them?

What's more, this boy looks too young, too good-looking, how can such a person be a great pharmacist?

Pretty much a big star.

Xie Wenhan couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard the more or less self-defeating words of these soldiers.

Such a mentality is not easy to heal.

Moreover, many fighters seem to have developed a kind of resistance to the pharmacist, which is also why the original owner received so much indifference and ignorance when he came to the battlefield in the later stage;

It should be just a sign now. It is estimated that the high-level Zerg in the past two years has caused them to lose too many comrades in arms. They resented the pharmacists in the empire for their helplessness, and hated their own powerlessness. In the end, they developed a kind of resistance to the empire's pharmacists. , or even resentment,

This is understandable, and this kind of plan and conflict is just a sign, it is very light, and it should be quite easy to strangle to death.

Xie Wenhan's eyes flashed, and he sighed slightly.

If it was him, risking his life and blood on the front line, for the sake of the citizens of the empire behind him, he might not be able to take a step back, but in the end he would not be able to get help and treatment from a pharmacist, and he might lose his mental balance.

The most urgent task now is to heal these soldiers and prepare for the treatment of those soldiers who will be beaten down later. This is a rather terrifying project.

In this field hospital, there are quite a few soldiers with various injuries. Xie Wenhan separated these soldiers one by one in his heart, which ones need to be dealt with immediately and which ones can be divided clearly, and he is always ready to take action.

Cheng Hongwei tried hard to explain, and others tried hard to explain, but those wounded soldiers always had a hundred reasons to refute, as if they were trying to make themselves desperate and not have any hope. After all, having hope and being broken is better than no hope. To be cruel, the last man with blood on his face said loudly: "The upper level is beating mycocystus."

In an instant, the entire battlefield hospital fell silent, and everyone stared at the indifferent man who spoke, with a bit of shock and disbelief in their eyes.

"Our mechs are corroded, that's why we fell, do you think we won't be injured or poisoned?"

"Cheng Hongwei's leg was sprayed by the poisonous mist of myriapod. We all thought he was hopeless. At that time, Cheng Hongwei's breathing almost stopped, but because of the help of this great pharmacist, Cheng Hongwei's leg just needed bone grafting at this time. , We were poisoned by the myriapod, of course, we were scratched by the claw of the myriapod, which was much less injured than Cheng Hongwei, but the mecha was also scrapped, if the mech was not scrapped, there would be nothing A warrior would gladly stand here."

The man scanned the surrounding area, his eyes became darker, he said in a low voice, his voice was heavy, "It was this great pharmacist who saved us, that's why we did everything possible to invite him, hoping to help Other comrades-in-arms rescue."

"I want to say, everyone, don't be disappointed, don't be sad, and don't be sad or angry. The empire has never given up on us, and Pharmacist will never give up on us. Although it is a bit late, he is here."

"This doctor, I just want to know, are you poisoned?"

Looking at the resolute side face of this soldier, the doctor felt a little sour in his heart. Have they finally waited?Has the pharmacist finally arrived?

He nodded slowly and slowly, and said in a low voice: "What he said is not wrong."

"I was indeed poisoned, but it was too late when I found out. I had already missed the time to drink the high-level antidote, and it would be useless to drink it again. It would be better to save this bottle."

"I originally thought that if I died in my own job, I would be considered a hero..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boy in front of him, "You will not die."

Xie Wenhan said these four words lightly, but for some reason, they hit the doctor's heart like a small hammer, causing countless ripples.

"None of you will die."

Xie Wenhan raised his head and looked at the others. He said softly, but loud enough.

For some unknown reason, the tears of several soldiers actually flowed down on the spot.

They've waited far too long.

I don't know how long I waited.

It seemed to be numb and desperate.

The people they tried their best to protect at the cost of their lives were unwilling to come to the front line to save them.

No one knew how hopeless it was.

No one knows how unfair they are in the dead of night.

Are they protecting themselves?

No!

They are protecting the Empire!Protect all citizens of the empire!

They fought bloody battles in the front, and they defended their home and country in the front, but behind them, the citizens protected by them, the empire they protected, were unwilling to send a great pharmacist to the battlefield to detoxify and treat them.

They can only rely on themselves, rely on these doctors who can't deal with these poisons, and then struggle again and again in despair and pain and that little hope.

Maybe the pharmacist will be here tomorrow?

Perhaps, tomorrow the military department will convince the higher ups that they can send two great pharmacists to them?

Perhaps, as long as they survive tonight, they will be saved tomorrow?

Those toxins are often accompanied by severe pain, eroding their nerves and bodies bit by bit, even if they are made of steel and iron, they can't resist this kind of torture day and night.

As time passed, as this torture escalated bit by bit, as the pain became more and more unbearable, there was an unreasonable resentment against the citizens of the empire who lived in comfort,

Obviously it is because of us that you can live comfortably!

But you live so comfortably and happily, but we have to struggle hard to survive here, is it fair?

We don’t have to be this warrior, we can also be happy at home, we went to the battlefield for you, is it possible that there are too few great pharmacists and high-level pharmacists in the empire, so we can be abandoned? !

In fact, they also know that this kind of thinking is just to vent their anger, but it is really too painful, so painful that they don't want to understand their own lives with their own hands.

The great pharmacists of the empire can only be counted with one hand, and there may be more than a hundred high-level pharmacists. They are weak in survival ability and weak in physique. After all, they need to learn too much and have no time to do other things. The battlefield is estimated to be a life of no return. I don’t know how many days I can live. The empire really can’t afford such consumption, so it repeatedly refuted the request of the military department.

But basically, more than [-]% of the medicines made by the great pharmacists and high-level pharmacists in a year are transported to the battlefield. If there are many big pharmacists and high-level pharmacists, the empire can withstand it, and it must be delivered on the spot, but the empire really Can't stand well.

For a pharmacist, except for those who are extremely talented and God feeds them, it will take four to fifty years for a pharmacist to become a high-level pharmacist from a pharmacist student to a high-level pharmacist. The cost of training is too high, and the empire really cannot afford it. Such consumption, the loss of a great pharmacist, the high-level potions produced every year that can be sent to the battlefield will be a lot less, and the soldiers will not be enough, and a vicious circle will be formed.

But this vicious circle is really not so easy to untie.

Now among the great pharmacists of the empire, apart from Xie Wenhan, there is only one under the age of 50, that is, the great pharmacist Guo, the prince, and the other great pharmacists are not too young. Physical strength adapted to the battlefield... Isn't this urging them to die early?

Most of the remaining high-level pharmacists are attacking the big pharmacists, and they feel sorry for losing one for no reason. This is a vicious circle. Pharmacists can't go to the battlefield, and many soldiers can't get timely and effective treatment. , pharmacists went to the battlefield, pharmacists below the high level are useless, if the pharmacists above the high level lose a few more, the output of the whole medicine will be reduced by a large part, and finally those who swallow the high level antidote can be rescued The warrior might not have enough potions either.

This reality is very cruel.

The original owner untied this vicious circle in his previous life. It was a scientific researcher who discovered a strange kind of light metal stone, and there are many such light metal stones. After certain special processing and transformation, they can be made into special protective shields. Although they were all disposable protective shields, they were equivalent to saving a life. It was a very effective means of protection for pharmacists, and soon became popular in the empire. This is also the reason why most pharmacists dared to go to the battlefield later.

But Xie Wenhan didn't know where the light metal stone was, let alone who invented it. The original owner was running around on the battlefield at that time, knowing it was just for fun, and he really didn't have the time to care about other things.

If only those disposable shields came out sooner.

While treating the doctor's wounds and toxins, Xie Wenhan was distracted thinking that his toxins are actually easy to deal with. With the antidote, he used his mental power to force out the toxins, and then gave him a bottle of recovery agent. In the rear, there are no such ferocious insects, it's just that the toxin has been in the body for too long, and the high-level antidote cannot be cleaned.

After Xie Wenhan dealt with this doctor, he immediately went to deal with other soldiers non-stop. He didn't need other doctors to guide him, let alone tell him about the injuries of these soldiers. After what, throw the part done by the doctor to the doctor.

Most of the doctors know that they are of no use to these wounded soldiers, but perhaps they are doing their best for peace of mind. Now that there is a pharmacist there, they naturally don't need to do those unnecessary jobs, just need to Follow closely the footsteps of this great pharmacist, check the whole body of the fighters he has handled, and then help these fighters complete the work they should do,

Let them work hard for several days but still can't get any improvement, the fighters have become very simple and easy with Xie Wenhan. His space backpack is like a treasure bag, and he can take out all kinds of things that they can also use. With medicines that have never been seen before, and then combined with Xie Wenhan's mental power or silver needle treatment, most patients can improve to a certain extent in the first time, and some soldiers who are lightly injured or the toxin is not severe, and those who have just been injured, may be in the first place. Healed for a while.

For a moment, this usually gloomy and indifferent post-war hospital was filled with laughter and the voices of many soldiers crying with joy.

There is actually a kind of...unspeakable sweetness.

Many soldiers wanted to thank the young great pharmacist, but the young great pharmacist didn't give them a chance at all. He was busy shuttling through the tents, hardly stopping, even if they wanted to go forward to say thank you , and was completely bypassed by him as a blocker, and he didn't have a chance to say a word.

This great pharmacist is really too busy, he seems to have nothing else in his eyes, only so many soldiers lying in the tent waiting for him to come forward to treat him.

Xie Yuan felt sorry for Xie Wenhan, held Xie Wenhan's hand, and actually gave his energy to Xie Wenhan in this way to compensate for the mental power Xie Wenhan used up. Xie Wenhan smiled at him, indicating that he could still hold on, Xie Yuan couldn't help but With a distressed look,

It would be great if he was still Xiao Hei's body, and he could jump on Han Han's head and send energy to him.

And at this time, an angry voice that was almost shocked sounded, "What's going on?!"

"Who is this?!"

"Who put him in the post-war hospital?!!"