Fight,Primitive Man

Chu Dong agreed to visit for three days, but it was the third day.

In the past two days, the number of patients received by Chudong has exceeded 300. The number of patients received by more than 100 people per day is far more than that of doctors. Most of the patients who came to visit are just minor problems. Even without Chudong's Qiangshen zhuangti powder, they can carry those minor diseases by virtue of the strong constitution of barbarians.

Today, the number of people queuing up has obviously decreased. Of course, the barbarians who have no symptoms of illness will not come to see a doctor. Some of them remain suspicious of Chu Dong, so there are more than 30 people queuing up.

Chu Dong was still a little sorry that he didn't receive the slaves of Yunshan tribe these two days. Obviously, some slaves are dying, but they still don't dare to come.

Chu Dong wanted to see the slaves directly, but he was afraid that the people of Yunshan tribe would have other ideas.

The last time Chu Dong and an occasionally revealed the idea of "everyone is equal", Chu Dong obviously felt that the slaves were far away from the camp of Panshi tribe.

It is impossible for the Yunshan tribe leaders who regard slaves as their private property to let Chudong's idea of "everyone is equal" poison their property.

When Chu Dong came to see the 13th person today, he was stunned.

Because the man who came to see the doctor was actually a slave of Yunshan tribe.

The tall, swarthy slave's face was expressionless, and the brand of Yunshan tribe was clearly visible on his face, which looked a little terrifying.

The slave's upper body was bare, and there was an old scar on his chest, the size of a bowl. He was very close to his heart. I think he had been badly injured in that year.

Chudong felt a little surprised. After all, there was no slave coming to see a doctor two days ago. The slave who came here had enough courage.

Turning his eyes, Chu Dong found that the patients who were supposed to line up behind him were far away, as if he was afraid of the dark slave standing in front of Chu Dong.

The doctor's parents believed that Chu Dong would not treat his patients differently.

He said to the slave with a smile, "come, stretch out your hand and let you have a pulse."

Without saying a word, the slave stretched out his palm and let Chu Dong put his finger on his wrist.

Chu Dong felt the slave's pulse for ten seconds, and his face changed.

Is it a leak?

Wulou pulse is one of the seven dead pulse. The pulse beats only once for a long time, and the intermittent time is uneven, such as the leakage of water in the house.

At this time, the slave's pulse was the symptom of the house leak pulse. If it wasn't for Chu Dong's rich experience, he couldn't feel his pulse.

"Open your mouth and let me see your tongue."

The slave opened his mouth in accordance with the words, but it startled Chu Dong.

The slave's tongue was cut off, leaving only a small tongue base.

"Who has done so much? How did the Yunshan tribe treat the slaves

Chudong was angry.

In his view, everyone is equal and life is the same. Why can someone trample on other lives?

"Why don't you say something? But you can understand me, right? Can you tell me who did this to you? If I didn't make a wrong diagnosis, you'd be dying because of the rampant poison in your body. But this poison has just been poisoned for less than an hour. Who is it

Chudong jumped up. If this was a society ruled by law, he would have called 110.

His eyes angrily looked at the Yunshan tribe and the youfenglaiyi Pavilion, which could see the whole Yunshan tribe.

In Chu Dong's mind, even if the poor slave whose tongue was cut and poisoned was not made by Daheng, it had something to do with him.

"Go and find Daheng with me. I'll do you justice!"

Chu Dong grabbed the slave and went to the Yunshan tribe.

The big slave's eyes flashed a different color, and suddenly stopped.

Chu Dong pulled two, did not pull, the leg of tall slave seemed to take root to grow on the ground.

The slave opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the "yayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaya.

Chu Dong was a little worried. He could speak animal language and seven languages of different countries, but he didn't understand this kind of dumb language at all.

"I'm sure you didn't succeed in detoxification. Don't be afraid of him who worked in the tribe in a short time?"

The slave nodded, and his face was in pain.

"Then follow me. If you want to survive, you have to find the person who poisoned you."

The big slave shook his head, still motionless.

"Don't you want to live?"

There was a complicated look in the eyes of the tall slave, who seemed to be struggling with something.

At this time, a sharp sound similar to the flute came from the distance, very sharp and loud, shocking the eardrum.

After hearing this sound, the big slave suddenly hugged his head and made a low roar like a beast."What's the matter?" Chu Dong's face changed again, knowing that the sound seemed to have affected the slave.

Chu Dong wanted to pull the slave, but he was pushed away by the slave's hand.

"Is someone controlling you?"

Although Chu Dong didn't know much about witchcraft, there might be some witchcraft that could control people.

The big slave covered his head with one hand and waved to Chu Dong with the other, indicating that Chu Dong would not go there.

Chu Dong's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there were blood lines flowing out of the eyes of the big slaves. At the same time, there were blood lines flowing out of the ears, eyes and nostrils.

"Who is so vicious?"

Chudong let out a low roar.

At this time, the tall slave stood up straight, with a wave of his hand and a flash of his knife, he cut toward Chu Dong's neck.

Chu Dong was caught off guard and dodged quickly. He was still slow. The bone knife of the big slave passed Chu Dong's shoulder, and the blade cut a hole in the fur coat of the three eyed ape.

You know, although the three eyed ape is dead, the winter clothes made of its fur still have a certain defense ability, and the general bone knife can't cut it at all.

After Chu Dong dodged a knife, his eyes fixed on the slave's wrist.

To be exact, the slave did not use a hand knife, but the bone knife was on his wrist. The bone knife was actually made of the wrist bone of the slave.

A person's wrist bone can become a sharp bone knife, which surprised Chu Dong. I'm afraid such people are born assassins, right?

"You're under control. Cover your ears and don't listen to that strange noise!"

At this time, the sharp sound is higher than one, it seems to be urging.

The eyes, nose, ears and mouth of the tall slave in front of Chu Dong had blood flowing out. The blood covered slave's hands were trembling and seemed to be trying to control them.