The thick and blunt bone needle penetrated the flesh of the wound with difficulty, and blood popped out along the needle line as it was pulled.
Under the puncture of the bone needle, the unconscious hunter's body was still twitching and spasming.
This method of treating wounds was unheard of and unseen by anyone.
The dense crowd of onlookers all screamed and backed away again in horror. Many of the women covered their mouths and looked pale.
Xu Chen was not in the mood to care about the situation around him and was concentrating on suturing the wound.
As he continued to thread the needle and thread, the huge wound was slowly and forcefully sutured together. After more than ten minutes, he finally completed the last stitch. The entire wound looked like a twisted and deformed giant centipede, bloody and bloody.
It looks scary and ferocious.
"Huh~"
After the suturing was completed, Xu Chen wiped the blood on his hands with a cloth, then poured half a can of medicinal powder and applied it on the wound. He took out a bandage and wrapped it several times around the waist and abdomen until the wound was completely covered.
Only then did the bundling end.
There were too many wounds left, and some of them were still bleeding, but he was no longer in the mood to sew them up. He could only apply a thick layer of medicated powder again, and then had some clean linen cloths brought over.
With the help of Gu Heju, he wrapped this guy from top to bottom like a mummy before stopping.
Ordinary linen is not sterilized, but I don't care about it at all.
Stopping the bleeding is the most important thing right now. As for wound infection, we can only leave it to fate.
Fortunately, it is already late autumn, and winter will begin in half a month. The low temperature will greatly inhibit the growth of germs. As long as the wounds do not ulcerate on a large scale, there is still a good chance of survival.
After all, they are a group of primitive savages, and their resistance to disease is still very strong.
Xu Chen didn't say a word from the beginning to the end except for one sentence of instructions. He had been concentrating on treating the wound.
At first, a group of Uzbek people were very dissatisfied and angry under the suppression of the witch, but gradually they became stunned. Especially when Xu Chen started to suture the wounds, they were completely frightened. Then they stopped making noises, and the panic gradually turned into
It became a kind of incomparable awe.
Under the influence of the clan leader, almost all the Uzbek people have strong opinions about Xu Chen and the Ba people.
But right now Xu Chen is saving their tribe's bravest warrior.
The treatment methods are completely beyond belief and understanding.
Moreover, mysterious and precious linen cloth was used, and even more mysterious medicinal powder was used. After being applied to the wound, the bleeding soon stopped.
Wu stood beside him from beginning to end, with his mouth open and closed as he watched, but his old and cloudy eyes became brighter and brighter, and his emotions became more and more excited.
"Sou Ga, carry it to the fire!"
Looking at the hunter wrapped in rice dumplings, Xu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands and stood up, turned to gesture to the leader of the Wu tribe, and pointed to the side of the bonfire.
Wu came back to his senses first and quickly turned around to give some instructions. Soon several people came forward and carefully carried the unconscious hunter to the campfire. They laid out several animal skins and lay down. In order to keep warm, Xu Chen
He was also asked to cover it with several pieces of soft and thick animal skin.
After finishing it, Xu Chen ignored the other looks and turned around and walked towards the river.
The dense crowd of onlookers instantly dispersed.
At the riverside, Xu Chen carefully washed all the blood on his face and hands, shook his hands and returned to the bonfire. At this time, everyone looked at him with completely different eyes, with incomparable respect, and even
Fiery worship.
"Chenga!"
Wu, surrounded by the leader of the Wu tribe and a large group of people, gathered around him excitedly.
Xu Chen probably knew what Wu wanted to ask, but it was completely unexplainable, so he pointed at the clothes on his body, then pointed at the sewing marks, and made a threading motion, indicating that the suture of the wound was just a whim of his own.
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Although other tribes have not yet learned how to weave and sew clothes, after two days of exchanges, the process of how to make clothes from linen is slowly spreading.
Therefore, although Xu Chen's explanation is far-fetched, it is not without reason.
After Wu Da understood, he kept nodding, then turned around and gave a few instructions, and soon someone left the river beach and headed towards the mountain.
This simple language contains so much information that even if you can roughly understand it, only those who are very familiar with it can understand the real meaning.
Xu Chen didn't know what Wu wanted to do, so he didn't care. Instead, he found a backpack and took out several small cloth bags from it.
This cloth bag contains some Chinese medicines that he collected, dried and chopped, including Tianqi, Polygonatum, Gastrodia, Codonopsis, Chinese yam and other medicinal materials with high medicinal value. He brought some of every medicine he could find, mainly
Just in case.
Although the wounds of the unconscious guy have been treated, if he can't wake up, it will be in vain.
However, although he knew and knew the medicinal properties of some traditional Chinese medicines, he was limited to simple treatments for common symptoms in the wild such as bruises and mosquito bites. He could not say any prescriptions. He just used a few common medicinal materials to make some simple treatments based on some experiences he had learned.
Treatment, such as stopping bleeding, reducing swelling, etc.
The guy was suffering from severe bleeding and shock. He had never encountered such a fatal symptom before, let alone had any experience in treating it.
But among this group of primitive people, he is the one with the highest medical skills.
Therefore, even though he didn't know how to prescribe decoction, he had to bite the bullet and give it a try.
A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.
Anyway, there will be no medical trouble if he dies, let alone go to jail.
It’s time to train yourself to open the door to medicine.
Xu Chen picked out seven or eight items from several small bags. He didn't know if the properties of the medicines conflicted. Anyway, he used Codonopsis pilosula, Polygonatum yam, and other blood-tonifying and qi-tonifying medicines.
Hundreds of people watched in confusion as Xu Chen poured some strange tree root dregs from a small cloth bag into a clay pot, then filled some water with a woman from the Ba tribe and asked a woman from the Ba tribe to simmer it by the campfire.
Especially Wu and the clan leaders of several tribes looked at it seriously without blinking.
After the medicine was boiled, Xu Chen smiled dryly at Wu, Muba and others and sat down by the campfire. A group of people also sat down slowly.
"Chen Ga, drink water!"
A young Ba woman came over holding a pottery cup in both hands and placed it in his hand respectfully.
"Thanks!"
Although they were a family, Xu Chen still thanked him seriously and took a few sips slowly.
Xu Chen didn't speak, and Wu and others didn't know what to say. They all could only sit around and watch.
At this time, the atmosphere on the entire river beach completely changed.
The carnival just now turned into an incomparable silence.
The slaughtered beasts were piled on the hides in a bloody mess, some of which had not yet been cut. They looked ferocious and terrifying, and the entire river beach was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Under the sunshine, the river breeze blew, bringing with it a coolness of late autumn.
The blazing bonfire swayed in the autumn wind, and thick smoke filled the valley with the wind.
As traces of hot steam began to emerge from the earthen pot, a faint medicinal aroma began to emit. Slowly, the earthen pot began to gurgling and boiling, and the medicinal aroma became stronger.
Chinese medicine does not need to be boiled for too long, usually it will be ready in about ten minutes after boiling.
This is what the old professor from the previous survey team said.
In fact, Xu Chen himself has never taken traditional Chinese medicine seriously.
In the era when he was born, traditional Chinese medicine was no longer very popular. For colds, fevers, headaches and brain fever, a few pills of Western medicine would give immediate results. The survey team also kept a variety of emergency medicines on hand. Learning to identify Chinese medicine was just for the purpose of future treatment.
Just in case, especially if bitten by a venomous snake.
But I didn't expect that learning a little superficial knowledge would turn out to be a life-saving means in this ancient and barbaric era.
There is no certainty that Xu Chen, the Uzbek hunter, can really be saved.
In addition to the powerful medicinal effects of these wild medicinal materials, he could only pray that this guy was strong enough to survive.
About ten minutes later, Xu Chen carried the pottery pot out of the campfire with an animal skin, ordered a pottery bowl to be brought, and poured out half the potion.
The brown potion is hot and exudes a stronger medicinal fragrance.
Xu Chen used a branch to gently stir it to cool it down quickly.
After about ten minutes, he checked with his fingers and found that it was already warm, so he had someone help the unconscious hunter sit up, open his mouth, and feed him spoonful by spoonful.
After feeding, put it down and continue to lie down.
At this point, whether this guy is dead or alive, he really can't help anymore.
What followed was another long and quiet wait.
From beginning to end, Xu Chen had no intention of actively communicating with Wu and others.
Because he couldn't explain these things at all, and he couldn't explain them clearly.
Wu, Muba and others didn't know how to communicate with Xu Chen, so they sat around the campfire and waited silently.
"Empty empty empty Kar~~"
Anxious and bored, Xu Chen was playing with his fingers in a daze when he suddenly heard someone shouting in surprise. He turned around and saw a group of Uzbek people huffing and puffing, surrounding the hunter lying on the ground.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Wu coughed continuously and got up with the help of the two girls. The onlookers quickly moved out of the way. Xu Chen got up and followed Wu in. He found that the unconscious hunter had indeed made some movements, and his eyelids were twitching slightly.
It seems to be trying to open.
After waiting for more than a minute, this guy finally opened his eyelids, which felt like a heavy burden, just a crack, and then there was another long period of sluggish recovery.
However, even such an extremely simple action caused the silent crowd to burst out into enthusiastic cheers. They all turned to look at Xu Chen while crying and howling.
Xu Chen stepped forward and squatted down, pressing his hand on the hunter's wrist and feeling for his pulse.
Although he couldn't take the pulse, he could clearly feel the pulse beating much stronger this time than at the beginning.
So he took a long breath, gestured to the excited witch, then pointed to the mountainside and said, "Gui Ga!"
Wu Canglao nodded with an expression of extreme gratitude on his face. After giving a few instructions, someone immediately came forward to pick up the hunter and leave.