Cheng Yaojin's hand was very strong, but with just a little force, without even using the sharp knife, the man's clothes were torn into pieces by him.
"There were four stab wounds! The person who did it was very cruel! I really wanted to kill him!" Cheng Yaojin frowned as he threw away the rag in his hand.
He has been on the battlefield for a long time, let alone others, even getting injured himself is a common thing.
He was just curious. Who in Pingyang City, where his group had just arrived in the afternoon, would do such a cruel thing to a man?
Look at these stab wounds, the knives penetrated the flesh.
Especially the knife in the chest, if it penetrates even an inch deeper, it will break open the intestines. Not to mention Xiao Han, even the gods will not be able to save him!
"Dad, wake up!" Looking at the shocking wounds on his father's body, Xiaofeng almost went crazy. He struggled to rush over, but was suppressed by Luo Shixin!
When Xiao Han saw this scene, he didn't even bother to ask why. He hurriedly squatted on the ground and opened the medicine box.
It was as if the gold sore medicine was free of charge, and it was all poured onto the man’s wound!
"uh-huh……"
As soon as the light yellow medicinal powder comes into contact with the wound, the heartbreaking pain immediately wakes up the man who had fainted!
If Cheng Yaojin hadn't been prepared and pressed hard on his hands and feet in advance, the man would have jumped in pain!
But despite this, the man was in pain just like those dying fish, and his whole body was trembling!
"Xiao...Mr. Xiao!"
After shaking violently for a while, the man gritted his teeth and opened his eyes after the medicine had melted away. The surrounding area was cold, but dense beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Xiao Han was carefully examining the wounds on his body at this time. When he heard this, he said anxiously without raising his head: "Don't talk! Don't move! This injury is nothing. If you have anything to do, let's talk about it later!"
The man's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth to resist the pain, and then tried his best to speak: "Mr. Xiao, be careful, they may chase you!"
"Chasing? Who!" Luo Shixin's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and his voice was like the cold frost and snow outside the inn.
The man gasped for a few times and said in a weak voice: "I don't know who they are. I only know that when I asked for information, someone suddenly said that he knew those things! Then, then... he led me to a house.
."
At this point, the man seemed to have exhausted all his strength and began to breathe heavily again.
"Then what!" Cheng Yaojin asked anxiously.
The man's breathing became more and more rapid. After exhaling a strong breath, he continued: "Then, then they asked me who asked me to inquire about the news! I...I felt something was wrong, so I wanted to leave! As a result, they immediately
If he turned against me, he would kill me, but later on, I would seize the man's horse and escape."
"You're going to kill someone just because you asked a question?! Is that so?"
Hearing this, Xiao Han and Cheng Yaojin were shocked and looked at each other almost at the same time! A bold guess immediately appeared in their minds.
"Okay, I get it! Take a break and stop talking! I'm responsible for everything!"
Seeing what the man was going to say, Xiao Han, whose eyes were dim and uncertain, immediately stopped him, and then he raised his hands to the confused shopkeepers beside him:
"Can someone please lend a hand and carry him to our yard, and bring some more lamps? I am the doctor and I need to heal him quickly!"
The shopkeeper who was standing around was originally worried that it would be unlucky for this man to die in his shop. When he heard that Xiao Han was the doctor, his frown immediately relaxed and he said hurriedly: "You're welcome, you're welcome! Thank you, sir!"
After that, he glared at the waiters: "Why are you still standing there? Help carry the person to the room! Go and get some lamps from the warehouse!"
Several waiters hurriedly lifted the man up and followed Xiao Han to his room. Then, someone immediately sent oil lamps over. When seven or eight oil lamps lit up, the room was immediately illuminated.
"Let's go out, don't delay other people's treatment and rescue!"
After settling the man, the shopkeeper immediately took the man away in a wise manner. It seemed as if he was afraid that Xiao Han would not be able to cure him and would pass the responsibility to them.
Everyone left, leaving only Xiao Han and Xiao Feng in the room.
As for the other caravan members, they all anxiously waited outside the room and did not notice that Luo Shixin and Cheng Yaojin were missing.
"Dad, dad..."
In the room, Xiaofeng looked at the wound on the man's body, and tears had already flowed down his face like two streams.
When the man heard his son's voice, he tried his best to open his eyes and look at him. He wanted to raise his hands to wipe his tears, but he couldn't lift his hands.
"Don't worry, your dad is fine!"
After rearranging the oil lamps and waiting for all the lamps to gather around the man, Xiao Han patted Xiaofeng's head and poured a bottle of potion into the man's mouth.
The potion is very thin and has a strong smell of alcohol.
This is Sun Simiao's imitation of Ma Fei Powder using datura as the main ingredient based on ancient records.
After taking it, people will quickly fall into a coma due to the toxins of Datura. Although it is not recorded that it is as powerful as "being drunk and unconscious", it can also greatly reduce people's pain.
Otherwise, not everyone has the courage to watch the doctor sewing needles and threads on themselves.
"Brother Xiao, will my dad be fine?"
Seeing that his father passed out quickly after drinking the potion, Xiaofeng clutched Xiao Han tightly as if he was grasping the last straw.
Xiao Han struggled to shake him off, and said with an unhappy expression: "Nonsense! I am a miracle doctor... I have seen many more serious injuries than this!"
Of course, he would never say the next words "I've seen too many dead people"...
After staying in the injury camp for a long time, Xiao Han became quite comfortable with dealing with these injuries.
After cauterizing the steel needle, he threaded the catgut soaked in alcohol. Next, under Xiaofeng's horrified eyes, he re-sewed the man's rolled skin back up stitch by stitch.
In the quiet room, Xiao Han was sweating profusely from working, but on the dark street, seven or eight people were also sweating profusely from running around.
"Commander Qiao, isn't it a little too..."
A tall and thin man running in front panted heavily and asked the bearded man next to him.
The bearded man glared at the tall and thin man, and then said: "What do you think?! If others find out about this, what will happen to you and me, do you know?!"
A look of fear flashed across the tall and thin man's face, and he was filled with panic: "What should I do? This man has run away now. What if he has another accomplice..."
The bearded man spat on the snow and said angrily: "Why don't you tie the horse at the door! Otherwise, he can take the horse and run away?"
The tall and thin man shrank his neck: "Why don't you say it's your fault for sending all the horses to the inn? Otherwise, how far would he be able to run if he was so seriously injured?"
"Fart! We don't even have any beans. If we don't send them to the inn, how can we feed the horses at night?!"
