As Jiang Minghao said, he raised his finger to his feet, and said with a solemn expression: "Here, it is called'Satan's back garden'!"
"Wh...what? You said this is the legendary Jungle Jedi:'Satan's back garden?'"
Instructor Zheng unabashedly showed his expression of fear on his face, as if he was walking in hell at this moment, and he might be found and taken away by the god of death at any time.
"Okay!" Jiang Minghao, seeing Instructor Zheng's face full of fear, barely squeezed a smile on his face, comforting him:
"It's a death for us to look back. It's better to go around in this'Satan's back garden', maybe we can put it to death and live afterwards!"
"Hey!" Instructor Zheng sighed helplessly and comforted himself:
"Also, since we are in danger, I believe that the guys who are chasing us should be the same as us. Maybe the things in the jungle can help us solve some chasing soldiers!"
The two big men looked at each other, as if at this moment, death was like a dancing partner, and they gradually got accustomed to the cold breath of death. Jiang Minghao and Instructor Zheng looked at each other and smiled, as if at this moment, the two are standing upright. Soldiers, want to play a cat-and-mouse game with the god of death.
But who is a cat and who is a mouse, this is difficult to conclude.
"Instructor, start the fire, let's perform surgery on Brother Long as soon as possible."
Jiang Minghao threw the corpse of the big snake aside, and began to pack up the bunch of flowers and plants he had picked back. All of these were herbs. He divided these herbs into different categories and prepared for the operation for a while!
"Eh..." When instructor Zheng heard Jiang Minghao want to make him start a fire, he scratched the back of his head awkwardly and said:
"Jiang Minghao, you know, I used to use a lighter to make a fire. This is really impossible to use to make a fire, so... hehe... why don't you come?"
When Jiang Minghao heard Instructor Zheng's words, he picked up the herbal medicine hands for an instant. He looked up in surprise and looked at Instructor Zheng who was smirking embarrassingly in front of him, and asked with an unbelievable expression:
"Instructor, drill wood to make fire, do you believe this too? When you light the fire, it's probably dark!"
As Jiang Minghao said, he took out two stones he picked up when he was just picking herbs from his pocket and threw them to Instructor Zheng: "This is flint, which contains phosphorus and manganese. You put some hay between the two stones and knock each other. Just two times, just light the grass!"
"Damn, you said earlier, I've seen this in the field of survival impurity, this I will!" Instructor Zheng said, he has already begun to do it, and after a while, he lit the pile of dry wood and withered grass in front of him.
After Jiang Minghao sorted the herbs, he found a few stone slabs from somewhere and set up a simple cutting table. He selected some herbs, chopped them with a falcon wing saber, and then pounded them with stones. It rots into a mushy.
After instructor Zheng finished the fire, he propped up the clothes of the three of them with branches and roasted them around the fire. After peeling and cleaning the one Yuhua snake, he watched Jiang Minghao pounding the herbs, and asked:
"Jiang Minghao, I didn’t expect you to know Chinese medicine? I don’t see it. I have the potential to be a military doctor. When we go back to the Border City Military Region, I will tell Lao Long to transfer you to the Military Region Health Center so that you can be Chu Xiaolan stayed together forever."
After finishing talking, instructor Zheng couldn't help but nod and boast: "Haha, I'm so damn talented, Jiang Minghao, your kid took the ice beauty of Chu Xiaolan, but don't forget the matchmaker, I just give it to you. Five Chinese meanings are fine, soft-shelled ones, haha..."
But Jiang Minghao didn't pay attention to the words behind Instructor Zheng. Instead, he just smashed some smashed green juice and rotten leaves with his nails and smelled it on the tip of his nose:
"I don't know Chinese medicine, and Chinese medicine is extensive and profound. Even if I have a special talent, even if I spend my whole life, I may not be able to fully understand the dragon-country skill of Chinese medicine, but I know that those herbs can save lives." Jiang Minghao pointed to the point. The pounded herbs continued:
"This is aconitum, scopole, mochi, and mutton, which are part of the raw materials of the hemp boiling soup. I can only find these at the moment. I hope I can relieve Long Ge a little bit of pain!"
"Ma boiling soup?" Instructor Zheng looked at the herbs smashed on the stone slab like mud and moss, and asked in surprise: "Jiang Minghao, who is your kid? Ma boiling soup is Hua Tuo's exclusive invention. It's lost!"
Faced with instructor Zheng’s questioning, Jiang Minghao did not refute, but replied indifferently: "Instructor, would you like to try it?"
"Just taste it," Instructor Zheng squeezed a small piece with his hand while muttering, "I don't believe it. If you mix several kinds of grass and burnt flowers together, it will become a hemp boiling soup?"
But when he put the small piece of mashed medicinal mud into his mouth, Instructor Zheng immediately felt his mouth numb, as if he had been numbed with anesthetic in his mouth. The tongue is not a tongue, and the teeth are not teeth!
"woo woo woo woo·······"
Instructor Zheng made a vague voice while dancing and trying to say something, but the medicinal properties of this herb were so strong that he couldn't even utter a whole word.
Looking at the situation of Instructor Zheng, Jiang Minghao immediately picked up the medicine mud the size of which he had just swallowed, and stared at the green medicine mud in his hands like torches.
This scene made Instructor Zheng grateful. He thought he had taken the herbal medicine and could not speak clearly. So Jiang Minghao planned to test the medicine himself for Li Yulong, but he did not expect that what Jiang Minghao said next made Instructor Zheng stare. His eyes were big, his face was full of anger, and even the heart of killing him was there. Only when Jiang Minghao muttered to himself:
"Instructor, did you eat so much just now? Well, it seems that the dose is a bit big! It needs to be neutralized!" Jiang Minghao said, and he took some other flowers and plants from the side and smashed them. Inside, I didn't even notice the angry expression of Instructor Zheng at this time.
Because at this moment, instructor Zheng finally came to understand that he had been scammed, and the boy Jiang Minghao even induced himself to test the medicine for him, and the boy didn't have a hint of guilt or gratitude.
This made Director Zheng full of anger. He squeezed his fist fiercely. The aggrieved face was like a bug, and it was miserable. Except for two whimpers in his throat to express his disapproval. There is no other way. If it wasn't for Jiang Minghao's understanding of herbal medicine and being able to save Li Yulong, it is estimated that his fist would have been smashed into Jiang Minghao's face long ago.
"Well, well!"
Jiang Minghao looked at the smashed herbs on the stone slab, the piles of medicinal mud glowing with green juice, like a smashed caterpillar, soaked the entire stone slab into grass blue.
He turned his head to the instructor Zheng, who was still ugly, as if he was comforting a child by an elder, and said: "Instructor, okay, don’t be angry, be good! We are not here to treat Brother Long, if I were Try the medicine, if something goes wrong, who will perform the operation on Brother Long?"
'Something went wrong? '
Instructor Zheng heard the first half sentence of Jiang Minghao, and felt a little comfort in his heart, but when he heard the sentence behind Jiang Minghao went wrong, the anger in his heart suddenly rose like he encountered gasoline, as if his whole body was angry. Flooded.
The hemp soup that this kid is talking about is completely foolish. He himself doesn't know whether the broken flowers and grass he smashed are useful
Instructor Zheng screamed, but his tongue seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't spit out a word, but roughly meant:
"Co-author with you, don't you know if this herbal medicine is useful? Take Lao Tzu as a white mouse?"
This time, instructor Zheng was not polite to Jiang Minghao, raised his right hand, pointed it at Jiang Minghao's head, and slammed it up with a fist.
"Snapped········"
Hearing only a clear and loud sound of physical contact, Instructor Zheng’s fist fell into Jiang Minghao’s palm without any difference. It turned out that Jiang Minghao knew he had pitted Instructor Zheng. He would never give up because of his character. Already prepared for defense, but in order not to let instructor Zheng continue to beat people, Jiang Minghao deliberately cast a face and sternly scolded:
"Okay, instructor, enough! I'm going to fight back again! It's not willing to sacrifice even a little bit, and caress about it, like an upright soldier in the Long Kingdom? Here Long Brother is still waiting for the treatment. As for the injury, you are also a leader because of your size, and you don't even have this awareness."
Hearing Jiang Minghao’s scolding, instructor Zheng put on a bitter face, and couldn’t tell. The victim was clearly himself, but in the end he became reasonable, but he didn’t realize it. Instructor Zheng, except in the bottom of his heart. Write a big "grass" word, there is no alternative!
Seeing that instructor Zheng no longer intends to do anything, Jiang Minghao let go of his hand angrily, and said to instructor Zheng:
"Instructor, hurry up, help me apply these herbs to Long Ge's thigh. When I amputate his limbs for a while, the pain will be less!"
Jiang Minghao had already observed Li Yulong's legs with his own perspective eyes. The position where he asked instructor Zheng to apply the medicine was exactly the dividing line of the necrosis of Li Yulong's legs. When he was under the knife for a while, the concoction of these herbs would follow. The blade and capillaries of the knife entered Li Yulong's legs, paralyzing the painful nerves of his legs, and alleviating his pain as much as possible.
When instructor Zheng heard Jiang Minghao’s words, he nodded and expressed his understanding. After all, in this jungle, they don’t even have the antibiotics and morphine necessary for the battlefield. Now, they can only let Jiang Minghao be a dead horse doctor and bet. .
Here instructor Zheng put Jiang Minghao’s mashed medicine mud evenly on Li Yulong’s two thighs according to Jiang Minghao’s request. On the other side, Jiang Minghao picked up a small piece of medicine mud and stuffed it into Li Yulong. Mouth.