1725 Heroes, only Buddha is the one who saves the suffering
Feng Qingchen didn't want to save people with a purpose, but the way Jiuhuangshu stopped her just now made her feel depressed. She knew that doing so would not only be of no benefit to Jiuhuangshu, but would actually bring him trouble, but...
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When people live, they can't just do things based on the pros and cons. She can't care about the gains and losses every time she does something. And, the most important point is that she is Feng Qingchen, and she will never do anything for a man.
Lose yourself.
Although some principles were ridiculous, she still insisted on what she should adhere to. Feng Qingchen did not go to see Jiuhuangshu again. After using the medicine and equipment in the old doctor's hands to give simple first aid to the injured man, Feng Qingchen directed others
We made a simple stretcher and carried the people into the tent.
"You guys wait, I'll get the medicine box." Feng Qingchen turned back to the tent and took out a very small medicine box from the smart medical bag when no one was around.
The medicine box was so small that it could not be seen once it was in the pocket, and no one would doubt how it was brought here. Feng Qingchen checked the medicine in the medicine box, took out the unused medicine, and replenished the needed ones, before and after.
It's just time for a cup of tea, and the competition outside is still going on.
Feng Qingchen did not go to see the competition venue, but ran directly to the tent of the wounded man. This man was a disciple of a second-rate sect and shared a room with two other juniors. When Feng Qingchen came over, there were only the doctor and that man's master in the tent.
"Miss Feng, thank you so much this time." The master's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Feng Qingchen, and he wished he could pull him in right now.
Feng Qingchen was extremely worried about the condition of the injured, nodded to his master, and started first aid.
The facilities on the mountain are poor. Even if Feng Qingchen is not afraid of trouble, she would not dare to expose the smart medical bag. Therefore, she has no way to perform surgery on this man and can only stabilize his condition: "After the situation is stable, send someone to send him down the mountain as soon as possible."
, this is not a place for medical treatment.”
Feng Qingchen's words were recognized by the old doctor: "It is true that there is only wound medicine on the mountain, and it is not good for Yu Shaoxia's injury."
The master looked at the injured disciple, then at the competition situation outside, and finally gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, Miss Feng, we will go down as soon as my disciple's condition is stable."
It was difficult to go up the mountain, and it was not easy to go down the mountain. To take a wounded person down the mountain, their entire sect had to go together. This would be equivalent to giving up the martial arts competition that occurs every three years, but for the sake of his apprentice, he had no choice.
Feng Qingchen appreciated the master's statement that he valued his disciples more than fame and wealth, so he said kindly: "It's a blessing in disguise."
If you leave at this time, you might be able to save your life.
"Miss Feng is right." The master then thought about it and realized that it really made sense, so he immediately agreed with a smile.
Feng Qingchen stopped talking and took off the clothes that were too big. Feng Qingchen squatted on the ground and treated the remaining injuries of the injured.
The old doctor and the others had nothing to do, so they squatted aside to help and learn a little while. Feng Qingchen did not hide it, and explained while bandaging, and also explained the principles.
At this time, not only the old doctor, but also the master nodded repeatedly, looking like they had benefited a lot.
Jianghu people are always injured. Learning one more move will give you an extra chance to save your life in the future: "Miss Feng, please save my senior brother."
"Miss Feng, my disciple..."
After starting, Feng Qingchen couldn't refuse the injured when they came in later. However, someone was injured in almost every competition. These injuries were usually very serious, but because there was a person who almost died in front of him, as long as
No lives were injured, and those watching outside didn't think anything was wrong.
"Nanling Jinfan is going to destroy these people." Uncle Nine Emperors glanced at the tent where Feng Qingchen was in worriedly.
Feng Qingchen probably won't be able to rest today, and he doesn't know if he can hold on tomorrow.
Uncle Jiuhuang's guess was correct. Throughout the next day, injured people continued to be sent to the old doctor and Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink water.
Although those injured were not life-threatening, they were all in vital parts. These injuries made them unable to fight for a short period of time, and they also needed people to take care of them.
During the battle, when there was a wounded man, he asked two people to take care of him and protect him. Even if Feng Qingchen didn't use his brain, he understood Nanling Jinfan's intention at this time. Nanling Jinfan was using this to reduce the combat effectiveness of each sect.
Good calculation, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen is not a fool. He could have dealt with seven points of injuries, but Feng Qingchen insisted on only dealing with five points, and then said: "We must send people down the mountain immediately. There are too few supplies on the mountain, so we can only do simple things."
processing.”
"His injuries are too serious. I can only save him a breath. We can send him down the mountain before dark. Maybe he can be saved." Feng Qingchen kept talking about the seriousness of everyone's injuries, and asked everyone to go down the mountain as soon as possible, so that at least these wounded people could be rescued.
Send him down the mountain so as not to drag others down by staying here.
"Six hours. If he doesn't take medicine to fix it within six hours, his hands and feet will become useless. It's up to you." Feng Qingchen's face was cold, and he was completely no longer as friendly as before.
It's not that there are people who refuse to leave, but Feng Qingchen is more ruthless than they imagined: "I have medicine, but this medicine is used to save lives. It would be a waste to use it to treat his hand. You give people away
Go down, and his hand will be saved."
"It's good if I can save his life. As for his hand, you have to watch him become useless. I can't do anything."
"I am a doctor, not a god. If you want to save him, you must send him down the mountain."
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The injuries of those people were serious, coupled with Feng Qingchen's alarmist talk, many people who cherished the disciples agreed to go down the mountain. Of course, there were also those who valued fame and wealth more than the disciples and refused to leave no matter what.
When encountering such people, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to mourn for them in her heart, hoping that they could survive.
The day's competition was over. On this day, more than thirty people were injured, and all of them were seriously injured. Feng Qingchen and the old doctor could hardly rest, and they were still busy until late at night.
"What happened this year? In previous years, there were not so many people injured, nor were they injured so seriously. Each of these people seems to be going crazy, picking out the most vulnerable points to attack." The old doctor is a well-known tourist in the world.
Doctor, he has been serving the martial arts competition for several consecutive years.
"If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. The old gentleman should go down the mountain early tomorrow if nothing happens. Those people at the foot of the mountain don't know if they can find a good doctor." Uncle Nine Emperors not only failed to stop tomorrow's plan, but also took advantage of it to bring Nanling Jinfan and him together.
When Feng Qingchen's power was exposed, Feng Qingchen naturally couldn't tell the truth and could only hint to the doctor to come down as soon as possible.
The old doctor was not an idiot. Thinking of Feng Qingchen's behavior during the day, he realized that the old gentleman was also a smart man. He thanked Feng Qingchen for his kindness and said no more.
It’s not easy to be a hero. The only one who can save people is Buddha. As an old doctor has traveled around the world, he naturally understands the rules of the world and understands what it means to be wise and protect yourself.
The more he knew, the more dangerous it was. He didn't want to get involved in the Jianghu affair. So what if he asked clearly, he had no right to change anything, and there was no evidence in hand. If he spoke out, he might get slapped down.
If there is something that has not happened and there is no evidence, exposing it in advance will only alert the snake. If he is not in his position and does not seek his duties, he is just a doctor, and he can do what a doctor should do. As for the grievances of the martial arts people, what does it have to do with him?