There were few people left, and all of them were wounded.
A Japanese samurai with a handful of hair on top of his head, who was shaved in other places. The commander cleaned up people. As long as they were not dead, they would go up to make up for it. Seeing that those who were not alive, they would go up with a single knife, ending his work. life.
Ye Tianlong looked at it for a while, and there were not a few injured people left on the ground. Ye Tianlong turned his head unbearably, and his own person was like that.
Just as Ye Tianlong cursed the Japanese, there was only a thin samurai left on the ground alive, leaning on the foot of the wall, holding his stomach with blood and following his fingers, the road was red with his blood.
At this moment, the Japanese samurai with a bunch of hair on top of his head, who had been shaved in other places, walked to the side of the thin samurai and knelt down and shed tears: "Eiko, I'm sorry for you!"
The thin samurai on the ground said, "Ono-kun, come on!"
Looking at the Japanese samurai in the distance, Ye Tianlong raised his sword and was about to stab the skinny samurai. Ye Tianlong couldn't bear to shout in Japanese, "You are still not humans, and even kill your own people!"
The Japanese samurai stopped the sword in his hand and turned to look at Ye Tianlong.
"Which way did you come from? I've been here for a long time. Are you courageous?" the Japanese samurai asked with a katana.
"I'm not on my way, a college student!" Ye Tianlong said.
"Student, you are not brave!" Japanese Bushido.
"He is not dead yet, this injury can be cured!" Ye Tianlong said.
"Can you heal this injury?" When the head warrior heard Ye Tianlong say that they heal the injury, he asked.
"Yes, I can cure it!" Ye Tianlong replied affirmatively.
"Then what are you waiting for, heal him quickly?" The head samurai urged.
Looking at the thin warrior on the ground, clutching his stomach and twitching, Ye Tianlong didn't bother to care about the warrior who took the lead. He stretched out his left hand and gently pressed the thin warrior's hand that was pressing the wound on his stomach, and the index finger of his right hand. He quickly sealed the acupuncture points around the wound and temporarily stopped the bleeding for him.
Gently removing the injured samurai with his hand, he got a fingered hand. It was actually a small hand, and it looked like a woman's hand.
Ye Tianlong only then knew that the wounded warrior was a woman unexpectedly.
At this time, Ye Tianlong didn’t think much about it, and quickly checked her injury. The incision went from the right abdomen to the left lower abdomen. The entire wound was cut open by more than ten centimeters, and the intestines inside were all visible Clearly.
After examining the wound on the samurai's abdomen, Ye Tianlong was also in a cold sweat. He thought his wound was not so serious, but now there is little hope that this young warrior will survive.
Ye Tianlong said, "Hurry up and find a door panel, put it on it, and find a house right away. I will treat him immediately!"
The samurai headed immediately waved his hand and said: "Do as he said! Right now!"
Several wounded warriors rushed to the door where Ye Tianlong was hiding and kicked the door open with one kick.
The two samurai behind them went up, unloaded the gate, and ran back carrying them.
The leading samurai took off the samurai uniform and spread it on the door panel. Several samurai reached out to lift the samurai up to the door panel.
Ye Tianlong tore off his shirt and treated the wound to the warrior. Several warriors wanted to lift her and shouted, "Don't move her!"
Ye Tianlong yelled out in Chinese anxiously, but several Japanese samurai didn't understand, and he stretched out his hand to lift the injured samurai.
Ye Tianlong immediately said in Japanese: "Don't move her, the wound is too big, and his intestines will be squeezed out!"
The hands of several samurai stretched out immediately seemed to be electrocuted, and immediately retracted.
Ye Tianlong didn't look at them. The samurai under him was so painful that he lost consciousness, his body was still twitching, and he knew there was a convulsion.
Ye Tianlong clicked his drowsy acupoint to put her into a state of suspended animation, and took out the silver needle in his arms, and temporarily sewed her wound with a silver needle in a crisscross pattern on the female warrior's wound.
After finishing all this, Ye Tianlong picked up the needle box and put it in his arms, stretched out his hands and supported the female warrior's back with one hand, and dragged his legs with one hand, gently holding her up slowly. Put her on the door panel.
"Quickly find a room, I want to stitch up the wound for him!" Ye Tianlong said.
"Brothers, hurry!" the samurai headed instructed.
"Slow down, level it up!" Commander Ye Tianlong carried several warriors into the yard where Ye Tianlong knocked on the door.
A few people carried the people into the house hurriedly. This is a typical Japanese civilian house. It has a wooden structure. Although the house is small, it is still very clean. A couple in the house is really shivering and standing aside. , Watching this group of people rush into the house, busy with their hands.
"Don't be afraid! We are from Yakuza, you honestly won't hurt you!" said the leading samurai.
The couple was so scared that they turned and shivered, nodding their heads tremblingly, and couldn't say a word.
Ye Tianlong said: "Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you!"
The couple nodded vigorously, seeing that they were very scared.
Ye Tianlong told the couple: "Go and boil some water, and find me a needle and thread!"
The Japanese couple nodded. They were busy boiling water to find a needle and thread. Ye Tianlong returned to the female warrior again, squatting down to check his injuries.
The female warrior lay motionless on the door panel, her face pale and ugly with excessive blood loss.
Ye Tianlong took out the jade bottle in his arms, poured out two blood-enriching pills and one pill of Pei Yuan, prying open his mouth and feeding her in.
I found a small jade bottle in my arms, poured out a few pill made from golden sore medicine, and fed another pill to the female warrior. The remaining three pill was crushed into powder and sprinkled on the silver needle. Stop the bleeding on the wound he was wearing.
Just then the Japanese woman came back with the needle and thread. Ye Tianlong took the needle and thread and asked, "Are there any clean gauze and cotton wool?"
The woman shook her head in fear of blood, and Ye Tianlong remembered it then and comforted: "Don't be afraid, is there any cotton cloth in the house, it's best to be clean?"
"Yes! I bought it on the street the day before yesterday to make a dress for my man!" the Japanese woman said.
Ye Tianlong said: "Don't be afraid, go get it!"
The Japanese woman took a piece of white cotton cloth in a short time. Ye Tianlong looked at it and immediately tore the cloth into two pieces. He handed the piece of cloth to the Japanese woman and said, "Go and boil it in boiling water!"
After a while, the couple brought a pot of hot water and the cooked cloth came back. Ye Tianlong immediately cleared the wound of the female warrior, then sutured him and took out three golden sore medicines. The refined pill was crushed to form a surface and scattered on her wound, and then wrapped in cloth.
After everything was cleaned up, I stood up, turned around and handed three pills to the samurai headed, and said: "She's fine, this is my own refined medicine. After it is melted in boiling water, I wash the wound once every three days. , If nothing happens, these wounds should be healed if they are used up."
Ye Tianlong turned around and left after speaking. He was stopped by the samurai headed at once and said: "This little brother, thank you for your life-saving grace. People in Yakuza, Kyushu will never forget it. Please, brother. Leave your name, our altar master will repay you!"