interstellar first transfer student

Hearing this, Luo Yuan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Shen Zhexi to find out that he was injured.

The thin and tall man looked down at Shen Zhexi with a look of surprise, "How do you know?"

Shen Zhexi smiled: "I major in herbal medicine, 'knowing' is not too much, right?"

After listening to Shen Zhexi's words, the tall and thin man's face was immediately stained with joy, "Marshal, he majored in herbal medicine—"

It's a pity that before the words fell, the tall and thin man swallowed back the words after meeting the eyes of his own marshal.

They are short of doctors, especially field doctors.

That's why he was so happy when he heard Shen Zhexi say that he was a medical student. This feeling was close to the so-called "hunger will never choose food".

But obviously, the marshal didn't think so.

Medical students are far from real doctors, not to mention field doctors who need higher professionalism and psychological quality.

Thinking of this, the tall and thin man's joy was immediately diluted, but after thinking about it, he felt unwilling.

From Shen Zhexi's point of view, he felt that the person in front of him must be very conflicted at the moment.

"Are you short of doctors?" Shen Zhexi thought for a while, but still asked out the doubts in her heart.

The tall and thin man's complexion became even more serious.

It turned out that the military doctor of the former army had an accident during the Zerg attack, and the healing equipment and most of the herbs he brought were still lost and destroyed in the chaos. Now the Luo family's army is not only short of doctors, but also of herbs. .

Although a new batch of herbal medicines is on the way, those mandalas that can heal mental trauma are extremely expensive to manufacture, and the quantity is not enough. Now there are many civilians who have been injured by sonic attacks on the Loval Substar. Moreover, the number of people is increasing, and in the end I am afraid that there will be a terrible and even out-of-control situation.

At present, the military doctors of the army are all at the civilian stronghold that was transferred before, because there are also the most injured people there, and the situation is critical, which makes Luo Yuan, as a marshal, not even have the opportunity or gap for treatment.

"I may not be able to help much, but it should be possible to relieve the Marshal's injury. If you don't mind, can you let me have a look?" Shen Zhexi saw that the tall and thin man showed embarrassment, and knew that Luo Yuan was holding him back He was talking nonsense, so he took the initiative to ask.

Luo Yuan next to him gave him a deep look, but didn't speak.

Only the tall and thin man happily agreed, "Marshal, here is a medical student who fell from the sky for us. You don't want him to go with the troops. At least I can show you the injuries, right?"

Anyway, they have nothing to lose now. Isn't there a saying in the ancient earth that "a dead horse should be a living horse doctor"?

Of course, he doesn't mean that his marshal is a "dead horse"——

The more the thin and tall man thought about it, the more he felt unlucky, so he quickly said "Pah, Pooh, Pooh".

Luo Yuan was silent for a while, as if he had thought of something, and finally nodded in agreement.

"You advanced medical RV!" The tall and thin man rushed out with a "swish" to help Shen Zhexi get things.

Shen Zhexi and Luo Yuan walked into the medical caravan that the tall and thin man was talking about, and motioned for him to sit down first.

He glanced around in the RV, except for some medicine bottles on the outside, the cabinets were empty.

There are a few paper materials scattered on the workbench, probably medical records and the like, which look very simple.

I remember that when I took herbal medicine courses, Teacher Xiu told them how to store herbs in the field, and also briefly introduced this kind of caravan.

Since Teacher Xiu was not too interested in these technologically-oriented treatments, he took them over quickly, but Shen Zhexi still remembered that the other party said that basic medical robots were usually installed in the caravan.

"What are you looking for?" Luo Yuan was unbuttoning the jacket of his military uniform, only to find that the black-haired young man in front of him looked like he was looking for something.

Shen Zhexi replied: "Are there no medical robots?"

Or is it that only a few years later, the medical gap will be so large?

Luo Yuan looked indifferent: "They are all left at the villager's stronghold, there are not enough manpower there."

Although it was just a simple answer, Shen Zhexi captured too much information from it.

There are not enough people there.

Even the marshal here was injured and didn't have a chance to heal properly.

Shen Zhexi suddenly wanted to see with her own eyes what the situation was like over there.

Seeing that Shen Zhexi's complexion was not right, Luo Yuan thought that a medical student like him who spent all day in the laboratory at school was stumped, and comforted him: "It's okay, just take a look. After we finish this task, we will return Will go back there."

However, the more Shen Zhexi listened to it, the more unhappy she became.

The Battle of Loval back then always sounded like it was in the news or in the books, but now that he was here, perhaps he had really touched the cruelty of the so-called war.

And he's only touched the tip of the iceberg.

At this time, Luo Yuan had already unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the almost "serious" wound on his shoulder.

From the arm through the shoulder, straight to the neck, it will be the position of the main artery.

Shen Zhexi didn't know how the other party was injured, but she already knew how dangerous it would be just by seeing the wound.

Due to the lack of formal medical equipment and herbal treatment, and a lot of time wasted, Luo Yuan's wound, which was barely covered with bandages, had long since leaked a large amount of bright red blood.

It's hard for Shen Zhexi to imagine that this person once threw him down with such a serious injury, but didn't say a word.

While helping Luo Yuan check the condition of the bandages, the tall and thin man had already returned, holding a few fresh herbs in his hand.

Shen Zhexi took it and smelled it, and she was sure that it was a kind of medicinal herb that grows widely, but its efficacy is very weak, and it probably barely has a bactericidal effect.

After eight years of Shen Zhexi's life, most herbal medicine majors have chosen to abandon this low-efficiency herbal medicine.

Unexpectedly, back to today, this thing has become the only herbal medicine that can be used.

"How is it? This was picked by a few scouts after climbing the mountain for a long time..."

Shen Zhexi looked up at the other party and smiled, "It's very useful, thanks for your hard work."

He quickly mobilized his mental power to stimulate the elemental particles contained in the herbs to heal Marshal Luo Yuan.

Not long after, a thin layer of sweat oozed from Shen Zhexi's forehead.

He thought it wouldn't take such a lot of effort, but later he realized that the mental pressure from the Zerg sound wave is everywhere here, Luo Yuan's wound will be so serious, maybe he was also affected by it, not to mention It's someone like him who needs to use mental power to heal.

Shen Zhexi aroused all the medicinal effects of the herbs, and then started to help Luo Yuan rewind the bandage, but was stopped by Luo Yuan.

"Thank you, I'm much better." Luo Yuan expressed his thanks, then raised his eyes to look at the tall and thin man, "Let him rest for a while, he has to continue his journey in the middle of the night."

Their main ship, including the mechs, is huge in size, and it moves too much, which is easily exposed. It becomes a burden in such a deep forest, so they generally don't use it casually.

Shen Zhexi: "Marshal, you still need to re-wrap—"

Luo Yuan shook his head, and just asked the tall and thin man to send him out.

"You are the marshal, so I should listen to you, but now I am also your attending doctor, shouldn't you listen to me when it comes to treating wounds?" Shen Zhexi sat down and did not intend to leave.

Luo Yuan was momentarily speechless by what he said.

Judging from Shen Zhexi's brief observation and contact with him, Luo Yuan's temperament is more gentle than Ryan's.

Compared with Ryan's low-key and silent work, Luo Yuan will choose to comfort others.

Shen Zhexi hesitated for a moment.

He suddenly remembered what Dolan had said to him.

[Shen Zhexi, do you know?When I heard you describe these two people, two other people appeared in my mind——]

[...It's you and Ryan. 】

If Luo Yuan is here now and has already rushed to the battlefield, where is "Xia" in the card who left for the Zerg land without knowing when?

Shen Zhexi remembered that Luo Yuan was still waiting for him, so she had to withdraw her thoughts first, and insisted on re-wrapping the bandage for Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan is a warrior who has been born and died countless times on the battlefield. He has accumulated countless wounds, large and small, but the one on his shoulder is still the most shocking.

As soon as Luo Yuan's wound was treated, someone outside the car reported asking to come in.

Shen Zhexi retreated to one side consciously, while Luo Yuan on the other side pulled up and tied his coat again before his subordinates entered the door.

Luo Yuan's expression was serious, even though he was injured, his body was still sitting upright, giving people the feeling of not being angry and majestic.

"Marshal." The person who came in to report looked at Shen Zhexi next to him, and seemed a little depressed.

There was a trace of quiet waves in Luo Yuan's eyes.

"The person you're looking for...I'm afraid there's more danger than good luck."

The author has something to say: The marshal himself hasn’t appeared much recently_(:з」∠)_ I hope you don’t worry about it, I’m a little afraid that some children will abandon me because they can’t see the protagonist QAQ