my angel

I can't tolerate He Qinghuan's wild thoughts,

At this moment, someone in the camp saw the witch doctor and a young man in strange clothes coming out, watching and pointing.

Someone ran over: "Witch doctor, can you ask the angel to look at the stone in my house?"

The witch doctor asked: "Xiao Hua, how is your stone now?"

"The stone has been bleeding and can't stop, so I dared to ask the angel to take a look." Xiaohua couldn't help crying.

Both the Gaoshan Tribe and the Big Bear Tribe hiding in the dark saw the miracle of the Angel's arrival, and the Angel was different from everyone else, so they all had deep memories of the Angel's appearance.

The witch doctor said to He Qinghuan: "The wolf bit his arm just now when there was a conflict with the rocks in his house. I wonder if he hurt his tendons. If we can't hunt in the future, it will be a great loss to our tribe."

No matter where they go, treating illnesses and saving lives is the first task of doctors.

He Qinghuan carried the hiking bag on his back, and took the few people who had just witnessed his medical skills to Shitou's tent.

These few people can also be regarded as his assistants. They are born at the first time and familiar with it at the second time.

Including the patriarch, Chun, and his brother Chun Shui.

Opening the door curtain of Shitou's house, two children were surrounded by a man lying on the animal skin on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

He was probably reprimanded by adults, so he watched over his father quietly.

An old woman was covering Zizi's bleeding wound with ash from the firepit.He tried to wrap it with leather, but the blood kept flowing out, and the man was close to shock.

All clean plant ashes can be used to stop bleeding, that's right.

But when the wound is too big, it doesn't work.

He Qinghuan immediately said, "Boil water, wash, and sew up."

Several people cooperated tacitly, and quickly boiled water, sterilized all utensils, needles and threads, and gauze.

He Qinghuan and the witch doctor first cleaned the ash on the surface with gauze, and observed carefully. Fortunately, only the muscle tissue was torn, and then wiped the wound with precious iodophor, and quickly sutured the four-lobed muscle.

Then take out a precious antipyretic to prevent wound infection.

In case of incomplete disinfection, high fever and inflammation, it will be more troublesome and dangerous in this place where there is a lack of medical treatment.

The witch doctor looked at the delicate little pills that He Qinghuan took out with bright eyes, white, round, magic medicine.

He Qinghuan put it into Shi Shi's mouth and fed it.

Instructions: "Don't give him water today, drink water must be boiled water. Eat liquid food."

"What is liquid food?"

"It's just porridge food."

"What is porridge?"

He Qinghuan turned to look at the witch doctor, who also looked at him suspiciously.

"Do you know what rice and millet are?"

"What's that for?"

He Qinghuan was completely desperate. It was really a primitive society, and it hadn't even evolved into an agricultural society.

The witch doctor asked, "Is that the food of the gods?"

He Qinghuan changed the question: "What do you eat?"

"Barbecue, wild vegetables."

"Use raw meat to make soup, and put wild vegetables when it comes out of the pot. I will tell you what wild vegetables to pick later."

"Okay okay."

During this time, several wounded warriors also gathered around the stone tent, wanting the envoy to show it.

There is no extravagant hope for medical treatment. Did the envoys treat people casually?

Only those who are about to die are shown.

In He Qinghuan's view, their wounds required hospitalization for a week for treatment, but these primitive people were used to such wounds.

Just smear it with plant ash, wrap it with leather, and tie it with a leather rope. As long as it stops bleeding, it will be considered cured.

He Qinghuan checked them one by one, all of them were traumatic, and there was no blood left, but there is a sequelae of plant ash to stop the bleeding, that is, it will leave a big scar.

Fortunately, each of these primitive people has more or less scars, and the more scars, the more battles they participated in and the braver they are.

I don't mind having scars on my body.

He Qinghuan asked them not to move around, to lie down or sit quietly to recover from their injuries.

The simple and honest primitive people giggled. They were very happy about the care that this beautiful and clean envoy cared for them, but they couldn't express it.

He Qinghuan saw that it was still early, and led the witch doctor and Shitou's woman, Xiaohua, to pick grass nearby.

All kinds of wild vegetables and weeds have grown vigorously on the nearby grassland, hiding under the withered and yellow grass and trees, shining.

Here, He Qinghuan found wormwood, dandelion, Viola chinensis, rehmannia glutinosa, and Houttuynia cordata, which are very rich in variety.

I even discovered Huang Jing, which grows wildly with wild vegetables and weeds together with Panax notoginseng.

He Qinghuan was so moved that he almost shed tears.

Panax notoginseng is the number one holy product for nourishing blood. Several people in the tribe are in urgent need of this medicine for healing.

When my grandfather went to Wenshan with him to pick wild panax notoginseng, he told him that this thing used to be everywhere in the motherland, but later, due to changes in the terrain and climate, it could only grow in Wenshan.

Immediately told the witch doctor and Xiao Hua: "Pick more of this."

Although it's not the time to pick Panax notoginseng, it's important to save lives, so don't worry about it.

He dug out the Panax notoginseng from the ground with a wooden stick, and the witch doctor looked at it in amazement: "Is there anything in the ground?"

In the past, he just learned from his ancestors to collect the flowers and seeds of Panax notoginseng and use them as medicine.

He Qinghuan told them the function of each herb while picking it. Many plants in traditional Chinese medicine have the same source of medicine and food.

Tell Xiaohua to use this root for stone stew, but don’t eat mutton recently, if you can stew a chicken,

With the strong body of the stone, I can go out in a week.

How long is a week?

Oh, there are seven days in a week.

That is to say, you have to work for the first six days, and you have to rest for a day on the seventh day.

The witch doctor said: "This is good."However, we are afraid of not eating.

Xiao Hua said: "I often don't get enough to eat, how can I rest."

Through chatting with the witch doctor and Xiaohua, He Qinghuan learned that this tribe mainly relies on warriors to go out to hunt animals for food.

Women, old people and children are picking plants near the camp.

The prey hunted by the warriors is evenly distributed among the tribe, and the plants picked by the family members are not distributed.

But the animals are very ferocious. Even if you don't meet saber-toothed tigers, great pyrenes, and giant wolves, just hunting some grass-eating animals is very dangerous.

Herbivorous animals are also very savage and brave. They will hurt a warrior with horns on their heads or kicks with their hooves.

Like today's situation, seven or eight warriors were injured at once, which is a great loss of combat effectiveness.

At least the last ten days can not hunt very large animals.

Only then did He Qinghuan remember to ask, "What happened today."

He tried his best to use the vernacular, modified words, and adjectives were not used.

The witch doctor told him:

Today is our tribe's spring sacrifice, praying to our ancestors and gods to bless our mountain tribe to have enough food this year.

When the warriors went out to hunt, they came back safely.

The born children can grow up healthily, and the people of the tribe will not starve to death in winter.

While we were praying devoutly, a white cloud appeared in the sky surrounded by colorful lights

Slowly fall on our altar, and when the white mist clears, you will appear on our altar.

We were very surprised at that time. Just when we were stunned, people from the Big Bear Tribe rushed over to snatch our envoy.

How can we let them take it away?This is the angel we asked for.

So the warriors on both sides began to fight, the patriarch carried you and ran back, and the warriors stopped them from chasing after you.

But the bloody smell attracted the wolves on the mountain, and the wolves rushed down roaring, preparing to drag a few injured people back.

The people on both sides were rushed by the wolves and ran in all directions. Chunshui was in a panic and ran away with a child.

Unexpectedly, I didn't realize until I got to the camp that I had pulled the wrong person.

Rescued the children of the Big Bear Tribe.

The child was also doing well, the intestines flowed out, and he stuffed it back by himself, clutched it, and ran back.

He Qinghuan only felt that these primitive people were really too tough.