Alchemist’s Daily Life In Foreign World

The one shouting in front was a man in his thirties. Somewhat unshaven.

There is no uniform issued by the militia, but an Oxford cotton jacket. There is also a flat-shaped pencil pinned to the ear.

Looks like a carpenter.

Among the people carrying the stretcher behind him, there are two militiamen, and the two lances used as stretchers belong to them.

Alvin is very experienced, directing several people to carry the wounded directly to the table in the makeshift hospital.

Alvin looked at the injury and asked:

"Tell me what happened?"

"Crick’s leg was rolled off The stake was hurt."

The lead carpenter pointed to the injured leg and said.

The wounded Crick looked as though he was only twenty years old, his face was pale, and he was wailing feebly.

"I need a pair of scissors."

Alvin said.

A pair of shiny silver scissors was handed to him. Alvin looked up and saw that the scissors were handed to him by Edward.

The trouser legs of the wounded were cut open, revealing Lao Gao's swollen calf inside.

The unnatural orientation of the sole of the foot shows that the tibia and fibula are broken.

The people around couldn't help taking a breath.

Someone whispered whispered:

"Ai, it's a pity, this child will become a cripple even when his bones grow up."

Edward frowned asked Said:

"Are there family members here?"

"No, we are all assigned to a squad to work.

I am the foreman!"

The carpenter who took the lead said.

"Then you stay, everyone else will go out and wait!

Too many people affect the treatment!"

Edward is known to many people in the city now He, the magical magician who built a new city in three days.

Of course, ordinary person can’t tell the difference between magician and alchemist.

But it didn't affect the awe of him, so they all retired obediently.

Seeing that the room was clean, Alvin leaned over to Edward and said:

"Sir, my treatment is barely enough to treat such a trauma.

But..."

"But what?"

Edward asked.

"I won't take bones!"

Alvin said awkwardly.

"Why? At the Missionary Hospital in White Eagle City, aren't the injured dock workers the most treated patients?"

Edward asked.

"I'm too weak, this kind of leg bone resetting is not my turn..."

Alvin said somewhat sorry.

It has become a habit to find Edward if he has difficulty.

"Well, I'll try it!"

Edward is a two-sword sword, but he understands the structure of the human body.

Stealing a corpse to Dissection was not a waste of practice.

He took out Eyes of Truth glasses from the space ring and put them on, and took a closer look at the injured leg.

In the case of increasing the spirit strength output, the fracture of the opponent's leg can be vaguely seen.

He looked at the painful pale face of the wounded again, and said:

"It is easier to connect the tibia, but the fibula is broken into three sections.

The wood at that time should have rolled over from the front, hitting the fibula first and then hitting the tibia..."

"Yes, yes! Lord Mage, you are right, the piece of wood was from Kerry Ke Zuo rolled down on the shelf in front of him, everyone avoided, but he didn't pay attention.

That's why he was hit."

The carpenter said.

"Well, you go out and wait, I'll call you when I'll be fine!"

Edward also drove the carpenter out of the outpatient room of the temporary hospital.

"Now we need to relieve the pain, and we will reset it."

Speaking, Edward took out a vial from the space ring and put it on a delicate small balance. Weigh out a little powder carefully and dissolve it with water.

Suddenly, the room was full of fragrant wine.

"Dalang, oh no, Mr. Crick, take medicine when you wake up, you won't hurt after taking it."

Edward said.

"Wait, what medicine are you going to give him?"

Alice asked.

"The extract of drunk grass, a medicine commonly used in potions class."

Edward said.

"If you put too much drunk weeds, you will get drunk! You unreliable fellow!"

Alice said.

"Then what do you say?"

Edward asked.

Although he is confident that there will be no problems, but the other party has a better way, he doesn't mind using it.

"The usual method we use is to stun him! Anyway, the treatment is for the whole body. As long as you don't hit the person to death with your hands, you will usually wake up after the treatment is completed!"

Alvin said a more unreliable way.

Crick, who was lying on the table groaning, shivered when he heard it.

"Forget it, let me come!"

Alice drew out a delicate wand and waved it at the wounded. A magical rays of light hit the wounded in the head, and the opponent immediately Fainted.

"Level 1 non-fatal attack magic sleeping technique, did you not learn this in magic class?"

Alice looked at Edward triumphantly and said.

"Uh...I can only deal with ordinary person spells. I have not prepared!

It seems that sometimes this kind of tasteless magic has to be prepared."

Edward said.

"Why do I feel that what you said just now does not mean a bit of humility?"

The magical girl feels that what you said just now is not quite right.

"Haha, don't care, let's fix the bones next."

"Do you need my help?"

Alvin asked.

"You are ready to release the healing technique."

Said Edward, reinject magic and spirit strength into Eyes of Truth glasses,

This time His equivalent to is to restore the wounded person's bone under fluoroscopy.

Although the technique is awkward, the accuracy is very high.

And he also used mage's hands.

It is equivalent to using three hands with one person at the same time to reset the wounded.

The foot of the wounded was straightened, the tibia was repositioned tightly, and the fibula, which was broken into three sections, returned to its original position under the lift of the hand of mage.

Although it looks calm at this time, Edward's spirit strength is consumed very quickly.

At the same time, accurately control the hand of mage, and constantly inject spirit strength into the glasses.

The pressure on him is very great.

He saw the bones reset, and hurriedly shouted to Alvin:

"Now, use the healing technique!"

A golden light hugs it from both hands On his chest, Alvin bowed his head in prayer.

Overwhelmed the wounded Creek.

At the same time as the treatment, the mage's hand holding his leg was also washed away.

Crick also showed signs of awakening gradually, and apparently Alice's sleeping technique also lost its effect.

Fortunately, his leg bones grew quickly.

When Crick woke up, he turned his back to the sky.

Seeing three heads come together to look at him.

He just woke up in a daze when he saw three pairs of eyes staring at him all the time, and he shrank his neck in fright.

"You're awake... how do your legs feel?"

The silver-haired priest narrowed his eyes into two curved gaps, and asked kindly.

The young Crick took a closer look and said:

"It hurts, and it's a little bit..."

"That's right, you Your leg bones have been connected.

Under the action of the treatment, your leg bones have grown more than half.

You will be able to walk around in another week.

Don't worry, you won't become a cripple!"

Crick sat up and touched the deformed left calf just now.

The swelling has disappeared, and the bones feel normal to the touch. I moved my ankles lightly, and I felt that there was no problem.

He took Alvin's hand with gratitude and thanked him again and again.

On the other side, Edward called the carpenter and the others into the house and asked them to carry the people away.

Alvin relaxed, he practiced medicine independently for the first time. Perfection was completed with the cooperation of magician, alchemist and priest.

"Can I eat now? I'm hungry!"

Alice said.