Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

I saw a few men carrying bows and arrows carrying a man who was covered in blood. The man who was covered in blood had been motionless and even the atmosphere was very weak. Next, a woman with three children was next to her. Cried, the voice was helpless and desolate, and people couldn’t help but feel the sadness and couldn’t help but shed tears.

The village is not big, the villagers usually help each other. Now, when the man is blood, I don’t know if it’s dead or alive, when he is brought back, the people next to him comfort the woman, and some old people have gone to the corner to pick the treatment. The grass, chewed in the mouth, said: "This herb can stop bleeding, and quickly apply it to people, let people go to the neighboring village to bring the doctor, hurry."

"Several of you, first carry him into the house." The old man shouted, letting the man carrying the bow and arrow first carry the person in.

So, several people thought about pulling the lying person down from the stretcher and helping him back to his house. At this moment, he heard a gentle and pleasant voice and passed them, so that they could stop the hand. Action, look back.

"Wait."

Feng Jiu said, and stepped over. The villagers saw her as an automatic retreat to give way. Du Fan and Leng Shuang and Ye Feifei followed behind her, and their eyes fell on the man on the stretcher.

"Girl, what's wrong?" An old man asked, looking at Feng Jiu.

"He was very hurt. The wounds were not treated and bandaged. You can't afford to toss. If you move him from the stretcher, it is estimated that people can save lives." Feng Jiu said, smashed it. The dying man looked at his eyes and fell to the side of the woman and her three children.

When I heard Feng Jiu’s words, the old man paused for a moment and didn’t know what he was thinking. At this time, one of the men carrying the bow and arrow looked at Feng Jiuyi’s eyes and asked, “Who are you? Heavy, don’t you carry it back, let’s wait until the doctor comes over?”

"Can't be rude."

The old man snorted and glanced at the man who spoke. Then he looked at Feng Jiu and respectfully asked, "I don't know if the girl can save him?" He said, his voice, and said: "He is at home. There is a small old man, if he is so gone, I am afraid that his family will be bleak after a while."

"I am open, I have a way to save him." Feng Jiu said, because the three people around her only have her medicine, the heart is not here, so I have to get started.

"Go to the pots and clear water, and take some clean cloth." Feng Jiu said, kneeling beside the man, looking up and down, then said: "Take the scissors again, take his Cut the clothes."

"My family has scissors." A woman said, hurried home and took the scissors and handed it to Feng Jiu.

"I am going to cut." Du Fan stepped forward and took the scissors to cut the man's clothes. When the clothes were cut, the wounds on the body were all clearly visible.

"Master, what do you need to do? You said, I will do it." Du Fan said, looking at Feng Jiu.

"Clean up the wound first, the hemostasis of the hemostasis. As for the wound from the shoulder to the chest, it is more serious. I will deal with it." Feng Jiu said, his eyes fell on the wound of the man's chest.

The wound was scratched by the claws of the beast. The deep layer of the wound was only hollowed out, and it was not easy to live here.