Marry a Wife In the Orc World

As soon as the tense atmosphere in the village disappeared, everyone slowly resumed their leisure life. But the orcs no longer dared to sleep boldly. They all patrolled in groups according to regulations to ensure the safety of their homes. Under such protection, the people in the village slowly resumed their normal lives.

Truly's life was not easy, everyone did not dare to have any dissatisfaction with Cheng Cheng, thinking that he was sacred and not deceived, and the blue sky could not go out, so only Tru was the target of public criticism. Everyone pointed the finger at him, thinking that he shouldn't have returned since he left, and said that he was a disaster star, and he suffered an unprecedented calamity when he returned to the village. Although everyone would not dare to speak in person and would not say it in public, there were always people in twos and threes behind him who pointed to him. Truly had a rough temper, but at first he didn't understand why everyone's attitude towards him had changed, but then he gradually understood, and his face turned pale with anger. But he doesn’t want to distinguish, because he understands that he is always unwelcome here, and his anger is just vain, and the pain caused by the loss of a loved one needs to be vented. People always anger others, so he Can only be regarded as not knowing.

Qinghua didn't do it after he knew it. He always had to make trouble, causing the village head to lose his temper. He scolded a few people in the village with long mouths, and made repeated orders to make everyone unite and love each other. Such a topic is suppressed, but Cheng Cheng and Qinghua, including Tru Lantian, are in a bad mood. Usually, I don’t want to go out and walk around at all. I just squeeze at home to play. When it’s really boring, everyone just chats casually.

No, Truu suddenly remembered Cheng Cheng’s gun, and asked: "Cheng Cheng, your thing is really bad. It's worse than the orcs. The Wingbird has suffered enough this time. I will see you next time. You’re afraid you’re going to avoid it.” Truth be told, Truban couldn’t leave the village right now. As long as Cheng Cheng was with him, he felt that it wouldn’t matter without the protection of the orcs, and his Batu would have another four or five. You can grow into a half-sized orc at a young age, and the orcs of the Snow Wolf tribe are always more experienced than other orcs, and he won't have to be afraid at that time.

"What's the use of a history of damage? If there are no bullets, you can use it twice at most and it will become a piece of scrap iron." Cheng Cheng smiled bitterly.

"Ah, it's a shame. I'm still thinking that with this thing, let alone hunting, you don't need to work hard, even if there are other beasts coming in, you don't need to be afraid." Lantian and Qinghua both cried.

"Can't you let it be used again?" Everyone asked unwillingly.

"No way." Cheng Cheng shook his head. With such a high-level weapon, in this era of cold weapons, what can be done to make bullets?

"Where do you have any other good things?" Lantian looked at him as if he saw a Doraemon's pocket, thinking that there were endless good things there, but it was a pity that Cheng Cheng's magic weapon was almost the same.

"Does your hand still hurt?" Cheng Cheng was still very worried when he saw that he was alive and kicking again in five or six days. It would take a long time for such a wound to grow well. Now he cares more about the blue sky, for fear that there is something wrong with him, and follow the blue sky like an old mother all day, taking care of him.

"Of course it hurts, so I want to find something interesting and new to make myself forget the pain." Lantian stared at his backpack, still thinking about taking out something good from it. The two of them are almost inseparable these days, and Lantian has already thought about everything in Cheng Cheng's bag.

"His injury is a minor injury, and some people are even more miserable. The person with the injured shoulder is crying with pain every day." Qing Hua said.

"It's so pathetic, isn't painkiller okay?" Everyone asked.

Qinghua shook his head, the man was really in pain, no one could help him, and all the best medicine was given to him, but it seemed to have no effect. The wound is afraid that it will get worse. Once it becomes inflamed, it will be more troublesome. In fact, the physique of the orcs is different. They are injured and the wound will heal much faster. Therefore, although the orcs are often injured, they are really crippled to death due to their injuries. Unless it is excessive blood loss or lack of arms and legs.

"Is the wound inflamed or does it not heal?" Cheng Cheng asked. He has been taking care of the blue sky these days, and the people in the village are a little scared or afraid to work Chengcheng, so Qinghua did not ask him to help. Afeng can help with it now, so Qinghua has been taking care of him. Afeng went to treat the patient.

"Most people's injuries are healing, but his injuries show no signs of goodness at all, and they are even getting worse. I am worried that his entire shoulder and one arm will be damaged if this continues. Uncertain life can't be saved." Qinghua frowned, he had already used the best medicine, and there was no other way to think of it.

"Let's go and see." Cheng Chengyi became anxious when he heard him say this. He remembered the wounded very clearly. He was a very delicate person and had a good temper. He was also a very popular person on weekdays. Cheng Cheng took the first aid kit, but this time he didn't want everyone to see that he took out the new baby again, so he wrapped it tightly in animal skins and followed Qinghua out.

As soon as he opened the bandaged animal skin, Cheng Cheng frowned. The wound appeared to be inflamed. Fortunately, the weather was cold, or it would have rotted long ago. The patient screamed in pain. Looking at Cheng Cheng eagerly, as if he were a great savior.

"Let them go out first. I want to heal him, which may scare everyone." Cheng Cheng whispered to Qinghua. He didn't want everyone to know that there was a first aid kit. Because the medicine in it is very common in modern times, but you can’t see it here. People may get better after using it, but it may not work. What's more, for such wounds, anti-inflammatory drugs must be used. The effect of herbal medicine is not very good. It all seems to be contaminating the wound. In fact, the healing medicine here is very effective. It's just that the physique of this person is not good, and the wound is too deep, so it's not good at all. The others are almost healed, some wounds are also big but the healing effect is very good.

Qinghua nodded clearly, and then let everyone in the room go out. Cheng Cheng signaled Qinghua to remove all the meat that was about to rot in his wound. This living Qinghua often did, so Qinghua took a piece of anaesthetic to let the wounded person hold it in his mouth without saying anything, and then let the wounded relax. Said to help him deal with the wound. Although it is painful, the wound will heal soon.

The patient took the medicine obediently, closed his eyes and softened his body. Qing Hua took out a small knife and was about to do it, but Cheng Cheng stopped him. This kind of small knife was completely incomparable to the one in his hand. Qing Hua's eyes lit up, and the scalpel that had been sterilized was carefully tried. After a while, he burst into his mouth and laughed silently. This knife was so easy to use, it was light and sharp, and the movements of the hand became more swift, and it quickly got rid of the bad meat on the periphery. After Cheng Cheng carefully disinfected and cleaned it, he poured a large bag of anti-inflammatory drugs on the wound and asked Qinghua to wrap it up with clean animal skins. He was at this level. Whether he can cure this person can only depend on it. Luck.

Because he took anesthetics, the patient didn't know what was going on. Qinghua and Cheng Cheng talked with confidence, "Did this powder be used in Lantian's hands last time?"

"En." Cheng Cheng returned.

"Is there a lot? This person can fix it only once." Qinghua asked again

"There are some left, but not much. I also know that it can't be good once, and the effect will be better if you take medicine together." Cheng Cheng took out a board of anti-inflammatory pills, wondering whether he should give it to the patient, because of the blue sky. Haven't eaten it.

"How many at a time?" Qinghua took the pills, turned over and asked curiously. He accidentally broke the wrapping paper and dropped a medicine on the ground, making him almost screaming. This medicine was magical in his heart, wouldn't it be too wasteful to fall on the ground?

"If it's me, take two capsules at a time, three times a day. But I don't know how much he should take?" Cheng Cheng said in distress.

"Eat one, twice a day." Qinghua thought for a while, and didn't know what to do, but to be on the safe side, it's better to eat less. Besides, this person's body is still a little thinner than Cheng Cheng.

"I can't guarantee whether it will be effective after taking it, because no one has taken it here." Cheng Cheng is still a little hesitant. Although this medicine is very common in modern society, it is available everywhere. Almost everyone Everyone has eaten it, but the people here have never eaten it. He didn't dare to take this risk. The last time he gave Lantian the anti-inflammatories, it was completely a rush and he used it before he could even think about it. Later, he was afraid of it.

"You can eat, he can eat. Besides, I don't have a better way now. The cure is up to his own good fortune." Qinghua can't help it, and he feels a little worried. After all, this medicine It's a new thing. If it's absolutely effective, no one can guarantee it. But if you don't need it, you can only wait to die, and the person will be hopeless if the wound strikes.

"Call his family in and ask." Cheng Cheng suggested that doctors in modern times do this.

"That’s okay. You said you brought this medicine. After you take it, everyone is grateful to you, but in the future someone will ask you if you want this medicine. Will you still have it? What's more, if you don’t take it well, will others want to say it? Is it the medicine?" Qinghua disagreed this time. Now he is very cautious about Cheng Cheng's affairs. He also understands in his heart that Cheng Cheng's position here is very sensitive.

"Then what to do?" Cheng Cheng felt anxious when he heard him say this. He never said he had medicine, just because he was afraid of these things.

"I'll do it." Qinghua sighed. Now this patient is likely to die without this injury. He is the pharmacist here, and his duty is to save the dead and heal the wounded. Everyone puts all their hopes on him, so he has to bear all the consequences.

Cheng Cheng couldn't do anything about it. If it was Blue Sky, he would consider using it later. Blue Sky's wounds healed quickly because of the anti-inflammatory drug. Therefore, he felt that the medicine he took could still be used. Of course, he didn't dare to give it to Lantian before the moment of last resort.