Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

Don't worry, I'll take a look. "Xue actually already knew in her heart that such a serious injury might not be able to be rescued. She carefully checked the injury for He. Fortunately, her intestines were not cut, so she carefully stuffed her intestines back for him. Kouzi, Qingshu has made trouble, the wound is difficult to heal, if the wound does not heal, the stomach will rot, and then...

Sighing, he could only resign himself to fate, and was about to crush the medicine and apply it directly to the wound, when suddenly a hand grabbed him.

"Witch doctor, do you just apply medicine like this?" Such a wound will definitely not heal if it is not sutured. At that time, not only the wound will be infected, but also the internal organs will be infected, and life is in danger.

"It can only be this way."

"But such wounds are difficult to heal."

"Then do you have a way to heal the wound?" Qing Shu suddenly thought of the magic of Luoyang, maybe he would have some way?

"Such a wound must be stitched up. If you believe me, I can try."

He is Feng Yi's father, and he took good care of him during this time. When he and Feng Yi were injured, He gave them extra prey. Luoyang didn't want to see him die like this.

"I believe, I believe, Luoyang, you save the river." Xue has seen such injuries before, and the injured orc died of pain in the end. Such wounds will not heal at all.

"Uncle Xue, don't worry, I will try my best to cure Uncle He." Luo Yang comforted Xue, and if it didn't work, he would use that method...

Ask someone to burn a bamboo tube of boiling water to let it cool down. Luoyang finds out his own fishhook, washes the wound with clean water first, and cuts off the whitened necrotic flesh soaked by the rain with a dagger. Father.

Seeing this, Luoyang immediately sterilized the fishhook on the fire, asked Feng Yi for a piece of hair to make a thread, and quickly sewed up the wound section by section, finally the stitching was finished, Luoyang was already sweating profusely, Feng Yi hurriedly sewed it up Wipe his face with a small piece of animal skin.

"Green tree witch doctor, you can apply the healing herbs to Uncle He now, Uncle Xue, you must be careful not to move Uncle He in the past two days, let alone touch the wound. If Uncle He has a fever, his whole body will be very hot. , you have to soak Uncle He's body with cold water soaked in animal skins, the water must be boiled, otherwise uncleanness will be bad for Uncle He's wounds."

After explaining in one breath, Luoyang felt a little dizzy. He had spent a lot of energy dealing with the carrion on the wound just now.

"Okay, I remembered, Feng Yi, take Luoyang to rest for a while." Seeing that Xue was still immersed in worry, Qing Shu hurriedly said.

Only then did Luoyang go to rest with peace of mind. Sure enough, in the middle of the night, He's body was boiling hot and developed a high fever. Several people surrounded him worriedly. Xue followed Luoyang's instructions and kept wiping He's body. After that, the effect is not so obvious.

"He, wake up, you can't leave me behind, you said you would pick fruit for me every day, but you haven't picked it back today, get up!" Seeing that the temperature could no longer drop, Xue sat on the river crying by my side.

Hearing the cries over there, Luo Yang pursed his lips and made up his mind.

"Uncle Xue, don't worry. It's normal for Uncle He to have a fever. I poured him some water, and you feed him some. Drinking more water will help the body dissipate heat."

Luo Yang looked at the bamboo tube in his hand with a complicated expression. He didn't know if it was right to do so, but he couldn't do it if he watched Uncle He die.

"Water, yes, He hasn't had any water for a day, so he should be given water." Xue slapped herself on the head annoyed, grabbed the bamboo tube and fed He with water.

But the corners of He's mouth were pale, and he couldn't drink at all. In a hurry, Xue took a mouthful of water and went to feed He, slowly prying He's teeth open and forcing him to swallow it little by little.

"Drink it, drink it!" some orcs exclaimed.

Seeing that this method was effective, Xue fed several sips of water to the river in a row, and tears flowed into the river's mouth along with the water in his mouth. Maybe it was too bitter, and the river finally responded.

"Xue, Xue!" Reluctantly opened his eyelids, He originally thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect to see his partner again, it's so good!

"I'm here, I'm here!"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." He tried his best to pull a smile, but his face was pale, like a ghost, which could not comfort at all.

"Yeah, you're fine, you must be fine!"