Hey, King!

2021-06-17

Chapter 77 Chapter 77 giving medicine to a dead horse
"Right there!" At the torch, he said in front of several people.

Dagon laboriously dragged the wooden door panel removed from Lati's house on which Gerlos lay. Geros tried not to pass out, and several ropes wrapped around his armpits and waist held him in place so he wouldn't fall. In this way, he was taken by Dagon from Lati's house all the way to the house of a doctor named Farrell.

Farrell lives on a hillside, with only a sloping footpath along the way, and many places are not as wide as a door. Dagon also wanted to use a stretcher, but Lati and Toby's strength was too small, and the two of them together couldn't carry Gerros very far. It was not as good as Dagon alone. In this way, Lati leads the way, and Toby holds the torch and uses a large bundle of twigs to clean up the traces of pulling the door panel to prevent others from following.

It doesn't need to be cleaned up either, as long as there is no trace for about a mile, it will be difficult to catch up at night. And Toby can catch up with the uncleaned part of the drag trail, and he is not afraid of falling behind. The only thing I hate are the crows, two already hovering overhead, making an annoying rattle or two every now and then. It is said that crows can spot dying people and then invite friends to enjoy a feast. As long as it is dead, rotten or not, they can swallow it.

Jeros didn't dare to sleep at all, he kept cheering himself up in the heart, thinking about his unfulfilled wish, and thinking about the people who need his care and care. He tried his best to keep his eyes open, afraid that as soon as he closed his eyes, the crow would pounce on him, and he would never see the dawning sun again.

"Here it is!" Ratty held up the torch, rays of light illuminating the pristine small courtyard of a humble farmhouse. The house is a combination of wooden shelves and adobe, and the roof thatch is pressed down by some tiles. The small courtyard is divided into two parts, planted with some unknown medicinal herbs, two ewes are tied to a jujube tree, chewing the grass leaves with their mouths crooked, and then turn their butts around. A black cat with yellow eyes was lying on the windowsill of the house, crawling among the garlic and ginger, watching the crowd vigilantly.

"Dr. Farrell, I'm Lati Merry! Someone is injured, please help!"

"Come on now, I'm wearing pants", Then there is a fire star where the flint and the iron collide. While adjusting his breathing, Dagon looked at his surroundings and felt a little abnormal. The rainstorm with thunder has not been long, there are signs of rain washing along the way, why is this house and small courtyard not damaged? There is some standing water on the ground, but the tiles and thatch are in good condition, the crops planted in the yard are also straight, and there are not many leaves from the jujube trees on the ground... Dagon thought for a while, then put down the door stretcher, Untie the rope from the headhunter and take the weapon in your hand.

The wooden door squeaked open, and a chubby white cat slipped out, rushed towards the corner of the room, turned and disappeared. A middle-aged man in patched cotton pajamas holds up an oil lamp and rubs sleepy eyes with heavy dark circles, looking out warily.

"Lati, who are they? Where are your parents?"

"My parents were killed by robbers, they rescued me, and they were seriously injured." Lati used Three short sentences quickly explained the situation.

Pharrell walked over barefoot, holding the oil lamp and dangling it on Gerros' face and body. "Aiya, this blade pierces the heart, it's dead! You give him a good time, I'll tell you a beautiful place to bury people."

"His heart is on the right side, this blade just pierced through it. Lungs," Dagon said hastily.

"But I'm a veterinarian!" Farrell said.

Dagon froze, a veterinarian? He looked at Geros, the strong man was gradually controlled by exhaustion, his eyelids trembled and he wanted to close. So he slapped Gerlos, woke him up, and said to Pharrell, "Don't think he's a human, this is a beast, you've got a hole in it, and you'll deal with it!"

"Last time you said that people are similar to pigs." Lati also said: "Go ahead, you can't watch good people die!"

Farrell shook the oil lamp again to look at the wound , the reflection of the flames on the metal axe of the headhunter flickered in the corner of his eyes. "Well, all right. But I'll get this up front: I'll try, but I can't promise to cure him. I really haven't dealt with this kind of injury. Also, don't scare me with that axe."

"If you can cure him, I can't thank you enough, how can I scare you?" Dagon condensed mana in his palm, activated the "hard" character rune on the head hunting axe, and inserted it firmly into the on the ground. He did it on purpose in front of Pharrell, mainly to get him to make an all-out effort a little bit more against Gerlos.

Pharrell gave the oil lamp to Lati, then carried Gerros into the room with Dagon. "Put it on the bed, it's in the back room. Lati, lift my quilt inside to make room. Also, light the lantern in the room, take a candle, and put it in a circle around the wounded person, like this I look better."

The room was soon illuminated by the light of oil lamps, lanterns, torches, and candles, and Geros looked at the light, knowing that he was about to be healed, and tried again to lift himself up. Farrell took a closer look at the wound, made sure it wasn't pierced, and felt Gerros's pulse again, then shook his head. "This heartbeat is too weak, do you still need to save it?"

"What kind of animal do you use to touch the heartbeat?" Dagon also reached out and touched it. "I think he's in good shape."

"Yes... I'm stupid, this is not a cow." Farrell said: "I'm going to deliver the cow, I prepared some cows in advance. The hemostatic agent and stimulant. I have never used cow's medicine on people, and it is too late to prepare other medicines, so I can only use it like this. The dwarf came over and bound his hands and feet."

Dagon rolled his eyes at him, took off his belt and put it in Geros' mouth, then put his hands on his shoulders. "Just do your job, he won't move."

So Farrell brought a large paper bag from the next room and crushed the medicine into a brown-green powder, shaking his head. opened. Then he drew the dagger and snapped the large packet of medicine powder to the wound.

"Ugh!!!eeeehhh..." Geros bit the belt so hard that his eyes were about to pop out. He tried to struggle, but Dagon had a firm grip on his shoulders, his thumb on the junction of several muscles, making him unable to move even a little bit.

Pharrell uses the palm of his hand to gather the medicine powder towards the wound, forming a small pile. Gerlos was still in terrible pain, but the wound stopped bleeding quickly, and it seemed that even the condition inside was much better.

"The easiest step has been completed, let's see his physique later." Farrell scratched his head and said, "It seems that the medicine for cattle is too powerful, I have to reduce it for him. .Have to melt away the bruises inside and prevent the wound from rotting. Dwarf, hold him down and keep a pinch of medicine powder covering the wound. Lati, come and help me with my work, go and get some hot water first. ."

By the time Toby came to the house carrying the branches, the herbs were ready. Pharrell held a bowl of yellow black, viscous liquid with a strong bitter taste, and asked Dagon to help Geros up and let him drink it.

Gerlos spit the belt out of his mouth and nodded. His face was still very pale, his body was covered in sweat, and he was so weak that he couldn't lift his arms by himself. Of course, Dagon is also responsible for the arm problem. His grasping does make his muscles temporarily weak and weak. Even if he is not injured, he does not raise now.

"Drink, feed me." Geros opened his mouth , Dagon took the bowl and slowly sent it in. The medicine was so bitter that the corners of Geros' eyes were already twitching, but he insisted on drinking it all.

"It seems that you have a little strength, at least stabilized. But whether you can get rid of the danger depends on whether you can sleep well." Farrell said: "I will give you a change of medicine. , wrap a bandage. Just close your eyes and sleep with hope. We'll take care of you, and you'll be much better when you wake up."

Maybe there's a sleep aid in that medicine. It is also possible that Geros was already exhausted, and he fell asleep before the medicine was changed. His breathing is relatively stable and he has no fever, which are all good signs. Dagon could finally breathe a small sigh of relief and sit on the ground beside him.

"Don't sit down, the danger is just beginning." Farrell said, "Is this man blessed by Spiritual God? Does he usually wear a holy emblem?"

Trusted Than nodded, immediately took out the holy symbol of War God from Gerros' pocket.

"War God? It's a little troublesome, if only Andros, the god of fertility and blight, would be fine." Farrell said, "Put the holy symbol in his hand, and then cover it with the bandage of the wound. On. I hope my mana is enough, and I hope this guy is more devout at ordinary times, Spiritual God can bless him!"

Pharrell sat on the edge of the bed, clenched his left hand to his heart, and the other The hand bears the holy emblem with two fingers. He began to send mana to the holy symbol, and prayed that the War God would watch over the warrior and give him a chance to fight again.

Toby thought for a while and said, "Jeros is not only a warrior, he is also the head of our caravan. He is usually very strict in management and very prestige, and we are all willing to obey. Half-dragon War God He is also the god of rule, and the leader of the caravan is also a rule..."

"Maybe useful, only the War God knows." Farrell continued to pray, adding "Let Gerros continue his rule. , continue to work for the glory of the War God."

The holy emblem shone, soft rays of light shrouded around the bandages, and Gerros' breathing became smoother. But after a while, Pharrell brow beaded with sweat and had to withdraw. There was a faint green smoke from his fingertips, and he quickly blew it twice. At the same time, Geros was also lightly snorted, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"I can't do it anymore, my mana is exhausted." Pharrell stumbled to his feet, rushed to the table, took the cup and drank the herbal tea inside - this is still made from Lati Boiled water. After drinking, he took a few sips, and after recovering his strength, he said, "I used all my mana in the thunderstorm before, relying on the Formation on the jujube tree to protect the hospital and house, but now I can't recover. He was woken up by you in the middle of his sleep, and it has reached the limit, so...the next step is to see him."

"I still have mana, and I will also have a little." Dagon said: "Teach me and I'll try."

(end of chapter)