The building wall was also filled with accumulated sand. In the corner, an old man with white hair and beard was leaning weakly against the wall. His face was blue and purple. He was obviously poisoned.
"You were attacked by poisonous insects, right?" Zi Tong asked immediately.
"Do you also know about poisonous insects?" The old man looked her up and down, "Are you from other oases? Have you also encountered poisonous insect attacks there?"
Bishui Oasis is the largest oasis in Dongzhou. Of course, it is not the only oasis. In addition to Bishui Oasis, there are several oases in Dongzhou, varying in size.
Zi Tong didn't answer, she just walked up to him and looked at his arm carefully.
The old man's right leg had swollen to the size of a leg, with pus and blood flowing from it and exuding an unpleasant stench.
"We can't keep this leg, we have to chop it off."
"You...are a doctor?!" After hearing her words, the tall man immediately asked happily, "Can you save the great elder?!"
"I can save him, and I can also help you get rid of your poison, but... I have conditions." Zi Tong said.
"What conditions?" the man asked.
"I want you to tell me everything you know about poisonous insects."
This is the key to this blood refining. It is not difficult to find the oasis. Finding out the truth is the most difficult problem. She is still confused about the poisonous insect incident. Since this old man is an elder, he must be in a high position. He knows
The situation should be more detailed.
"Okay, I promise you." The man named Dali agreed immediately.
"I want you to promise." Zi Tong's eyes just stared at the old man.
The old man hesitated for a moment, looked at her carefully again, and nodded gently, "Okay, I promise you."
"I have to cut off your legs to save your life." Zi Tong said.
His legs have rotted and cannot be restored to life. If the legs are not cut off, the rotten flesh will continue to destroy the good muscles, making it impossible to completely detoxify them.
"Can't you save your legs?" Dali said in a distressed tone.
"Either die or be lame!" Zi Tong's tone was cold.
"Cut it." The old man's voice was low.
Zi Tong took out the handkerchief and placed it on the sand. He stretched out his left hand and took out the scalpel from the ring. Then he took out the water bag, gold needle, wound medicine and other items and placed them on the sand one by one.
Using the tip of the knife to open the robe on the old man's leg, Zi Tong took a look at his injury, pinched a pill and brought it to him, "Take it!"
The old man opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.
Originally, he had thought that he was certain to die, but now that Zi Tong suddenly appeared, there was a glimmer of hope. The old man was not worried at all that she would poison him, because she had no need.
She had easily snatched Dali's sword just now and tried to kill them both, but it was easy for her to do so.
After taking the medicine, the old man's eyes immediately sank and he slowly fell asleep.
Zi Tong gave him an anesthetic, which had some sedative effects.
He opened the robe on the old man's legs, determined the position of the knife, and Zi Tong raised the knife with his hand.
Golden light flashed, and the old man's leg was instantly split into two halves, and the rotten flesh on it was carefully cut off. Zi Tong quickly washed his wound with water, then took out medicinal powder and sprinkled it on his wound, and carefully bandaged it with cotton cloth.
"Elder? Elder, how are you?!"
Dali stood aside, his eyes unable to see due to the poison. He didn't hear the elder's voice. He just frowned worriedly.
"Don't worry, he just fell asleep." After Zi Tong treated the old man's wounds, he stood up from the sand, "Now, it's your turn!"