On the way back to the tent, Yan Mo's plan gradually took shape. As for whether people will die after this plan is implemented, he said that it has nothing to do with him, and he is just a person who pushes the boat along the way. Even fundamentally, the benefits of this plan for Yuan Zhan and others are definitely greater than what he can get personally.
Back in the tent, Yuan Zhan put down Yan Mo, seeing that there were not many large thistle leaves at home, and he needed to ask Kuading about something, so he went next door and asked Cao Ding for a lot of large thistle leaves.
Yan Mo was a little bit exhausted lying on the bed, but he didn't dare to sleep now, so he could only support himself.
When Yuan Zhan came back, he lit a torch and stuck it on the ground, smashed the big thistle leaves, and helped Yan Mo treat his injured leg.
During the period, Yan Mo wanted to speak several times, but was held back by the other party's ugly and ferocious expression.
Now is not a good time to talk about fooling around, Yan Mo thought to himself.
"Hand out."
"Huh?" Yuan Zhan didn't know why.
"Did you hurt your right leg?"
Yuan Zhan's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "This is none of your business."
You think I want to control? Yan Mo raised his right leg and carefully laid it flat, bent his good left leg, wiped off the cold sweat from the pain, and said slowly: "If I can heal my own leg, I can take good care of yours. Don't you want to try it?" Try? Do you want to be dragged down by your leg all the time?"
"My legs have grown well, and there is no problem with my bones. Master Qiushi said that I would feel pain because I was cursed by the enemy."
"you believe?"
Yuan Zhan wanted to say that he didn't believe it. He wanted to say that it was because the priest took too long to treat him, but his legs had indeed grown back, and he couldn't usually see the problem. Only when he used his legs for a long time did he experience pain. Forbearance, and therefore, he could not publicly complain about the priest, let alone speak ill of him.
"I see that your right thigh muscles are similar to the left one, and there is no obvious difference in walking on both legs, which means that your bones are not crooked, so you will feel pain when you use your right leg for a long time or overloaded. There are several possibilities .Which one is it, I need to do a detailed examination for you to find out. Only when I know the exact cause, can I treat the symptom."
Yuan Zhan Xiaoba didn't understand this passage, but he understood the general meaning.
"You know how to heal illnesses and wounds?" Yuan Zhan looked at the young man's simple and youthful face in disbelief. He really felt that this boy was a bit extraordinary, and even suspected that he was not a priest disciple of the Yanshan tribe at all, but sneaked out from the Three Cities Temple disciple of God.
Only in this way can it be explained clearly why the young man has the magical ability to draw realistic objects, and also knows some medicinal herbs and healing methods that even the old priest does not know.
But how old is this kid? Even if a fourteen-year-old boy has learned some special skills from God Attendant, can he compare with Qiu Shi, the oldest priest in the tribe
"Your ability to heal well doesn't mean you can heal others. The big thistle leaf you treat as a baby is also ineffective for me. My legs have already grown. Or do you mean that your blood, flesh, and bones can make any injury disappear? And let people restore the original function?"
The corner of Yan Mo's mouth twitched, he had no doubts, if he dared to nod at this moment, the primitive man opposite would definitely jump on him immediately, cut a piece of meat and try it.
"It's not just Dajiye, I know as much as that old man named Qiushi. If you don't believe me, you can ask Lord Dahe and Sister Brown Tu. Master Dahe is dying, so I just rescued him." Yan Mo was very upset. Aggrieved.
When did he, the world's first-class medical expert who was once hailed as the youngest national player, still ask for medical treatment for patients? It's just others crying and shouting, kneeling and begging him to take money, okay? If it weren't for worrying about the guide... how could he save a brutal primitive man who raped him, beat him, and made him a slave
Do you think I want to cure you
"Oh?" Yuan Zhan didn't seem to pay much attention to what he said.
Mother Hippie! What does that look mean? I've said this to this extent, but you still dare to doubt my medical skills
It's okay for you to doubt my character, but you just can't doubt my medical skills!
Yuan Zhan had something on his mind, so he patted the boy, and actually got up to visit Dahe and his wife. About the young man saving Dahe's life, he had learned something from Kusamachi, but at the time he thought that Kusading was exaggerating, so he didn't believe it much. Now that the young man was so confident, he couldn't help but want to see the matter Is it true what the young man said, it just so happens that he also has something to ask Da He. As for whether it was appropriate to disturb the couple at this time, he didn't think too much about it.
Yan Mo lay on the bed made of rotten furs, his face extremely gloomy. Since coming here, he hasn't had a day of comfort.
"I want to see a doctor for him, but if he refuses to see me, I can't blame me." He looked at his right hand, but there was no response.
"It's already very late. Even if he changes his mind, he has to wait until tomorrow. I'm really tired today. If I force him to see a doctor, I'm afraid I will miss it."
"I'm asleep. If you have an opinion, it's best to express it now."
About the guide, because he took the initiative to inquire about the patient twice today, so until now there is no sign of punishing him.
Yan Mo had a sudden thought: If my right hand is cut off, will the guide disappear along with it
He really wanted to experiment, but he was afraid that his right hand would not grow back.
Unfortunately, it would be nice if this happened to someone else, so he could find a way to catch that person for a set of exhaustive experiments.
For example, cut off the right hand of the person to see if it will appear in the left hand. If it does, then cut off the left hand to see if it will appear in other parts, and so on. He is very curious about which part of the human body this guide is rooted in. .
Also, if the parasite dies, will the guide disappear with it? Or does the guide have a way to keep the parasite from dying
Yan Mo really wanted to die once, but he was afraid that he would never die. Then he could only enjoy the pain of death, but not the eternal peace brought by death. He always felt that this scumbag was worse than him The remodeling guide in this book can definitely do such super bad things.
If I die here, does the transformation also end here? He was eager to ask the guide about it.
Thinking that there are still two opportunities to ask questions about troubleshooting, Yan Mo hesitated a bit. He had used up one of the three opportunities to ask in total, and there were only two left. His only chance to waste one was asking what he could deduce.
Well, let's not ask, in this hellish primitive society, even if he doesn't do it himself, there should be a lot of chances for him to die, and then we will know whether he can die completely.
Yan Mo waited for a while, he was sleepy to death, but he didn't want to just fall asleep like this, he had a hard time, and he didn't want others to have a good time.
Yuan Zhan finally came back, and when he came back, he looked at the young man with probing and vigilant eyes.
Yan Mo looked at the young man, and stopped talking about treating him, but before the other party spoke, he mentioned another thing that made the young man more concerned: "I know where to find the salt."
After he finished speaking, he completely relaxed his mind, and after this relaxation, he immediately fell asleep like a coma.
"What did you say?!" A big callused hand quickly grabbed him, but it was a pity that he couldn't wake him up after shaking him for a long time.
Yan Mo was still a little conscious at first, but he really fell asleep while pretending.
It's not easy for him to survive today. On this day, not only was he forced to do that kind of thing, but he also had to cut off his already grown leg again to save his life, and then dragged the injured leg bleeding Fighting wits with the old and cunning old priest, after finally coming back, he not only has to heal himself, but also has to worry about the injuries of the bastard rapist...
Under all kinds of torture, not only did he not collapse, but he was also able to conduct rational analysis and cheat others before going to bed. He was truly a model of super willpower. Did he admire himself
"Yan Mo! Get up for me..." Yuan Zhan looked at the young man in such a miserable state, and couldn't shake it any longer. He didn't think the young man was pretending to be faint, but he really couldn't hold on.
Forget it, wait until tomorrow to ask him. Yuan Zhan lay down on his bed full of thoughts, but just as Yan Mo expected, Yuan Zhan didn't sleep well that night.
The next day, Yuan Zhan got up early in the morning to barbecue, and he forced Yan Mo to wake up.
After waking up, he felt that something was wrong, so he touched his butt casually, and it turned out... It was a tragedy, he even slipped into bed without knowing it.
"Are you up?" Yuan Zhan outside asked when he heard the movement.
Yan Mo put down his hand calmly, and wiped it on the dry grass casually. Inexperienced, he should have cleaned the inside before applying the medicine yesterday, instead of just rubbing the surface indiscriminately, shame or something, there is really no need here!
Yuan Zhan came in, smelled the stench, leaned over to take a look, and laughed on the spot, "Why did you get on the bed? How old are you?"
Yan Mo's face was gloomy.
Yuan Zhan didn't feel that it was his fault at all, and he didn't think it was dirty. He picked up the boy, patted his butt, and went out to clean him.
There were already people walking outside, and none of the passers-by thought their behavior was strange, and no one looked at them more.
After washing Yan Mo and putting it next to the water tank, Yuan Zhan went in and tidied up the boy's bed, rolled it up and brought it out, and threw it at the door.
"This time I can exchange for a complete good animal skin. I enlarged the bed, and we will sleep together in the future. Winter is coming, and it will be warm if we sleep together. These skins are too rotten. I kept them as well. I plan to use it for warming up in winter.”
Yan Mo said he didn't care, but in the end it was still a bit embarrassing. Pretending to check his own wounds, he bowed his head and ignored the young man.
Huh? Seeing this, Yan Mo was stunned.
He seemed to be healing faster again.
The previous injury, plus the two days when he was unconscious, took a total of about seven days to heal. How many days will it take this time
Yan Mo looked at the wound, and calculated the time according to the degree of healing. If his guess was correct, he felt that it might only take three to four days for him to stand up and walk again.
How is this going? his body...
Yan Mo didn't feel joy, he only felt fear. He was even thinking, if the nutrition of this body can keep up, will his healing speed become faster in the future
When Yuan Zhan turned his back, he immediately tied the boards tightly with straw ropes.
This matter cannot be kept from the young man for a long time, but before he has figured out how to control the young man, the sooner he can let the other party know about this matter, the better.
"You said last night that you knew where to find salt?" Yuan Zhan tore a piece of freshly roasted meat and handed it to Yan Mo, with a low voice.
Yan Mo looked at the piece of meat, but still took it.
"Salt Mo?"
Yan Mo raised his head and smiled, and also said in a low voice: "Dear master, have you forgotten that I am from the Yanshan tribe?"