"Where is he? Take me there!"

Li Xiaobai did not hesitate. He wanted to see Lao Ding who had the injury and poison attack.

It is precisely because of himself that Lao Ding had to sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman that he was worried about his life. Li Xiaobai could not ignore it no matter what, until the other party exhausted his last trace of vitality and was hooked away by the black and white impermanence.

"Young Master Li, it's not a good place! You'd better not go."

When Manager Liu was afraid that the place where Ding Zhi was was so pickled and had a pungent smell, he was afraid that the immortal chief would be abrupt, which would cause thunder to be furious.

"When is it your turn to make the decision for me!"

In fact, most of the time, Li Xiaobai is not arrogant and very easy to talk to, but once a decision or choice is made, no one can stop him.

"Yes! Yes! Please come with me!"

Manager Liu's heart trembled and he quickly lowered his head.

This young man got angry, it was really scary.

Walking into the wounded camp is like entering hell on earth, screaming, moaning, and howling, just like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

The smell of blood, feces and urine smells, and various odors mixed together, making people dizzy and swell.

Li Xiaobai did not expect that after a big battle, there were so many injured soldiers, and their condition did not seem to be very good.

The seriously injured person lay there motionlessly, except for his chest, which was slightly undulating, as if he had died. The slightly injured person either looked dull or grinned.

The corpse was just moved from one place to another. The smoke was rolling outside the injured camp. From time to time, the corpse was thrown into a fire and burned into a ball of ashes. Then it was put into a pot, sealed with yellow mud, and then hung a bamboo sign representing the identity of the soldier before his death. When looking for an opportunity and pension silver to return to his hometown, the whole family cried and screamed again.

The horse-haired corpse is just a luxury. The army has always had precious capacity, so there is no extra effort to carry stinky corpses that will spread plague, and it will not use expensive anticorrosion medicinal materials on ordinary soldiers.

The military Chinese medicine doctor held a knife in his hand and cut the sergeant's rotten flesh expressionlessly. Then he washed the wound with salt water, causing a heart-wrenching scream and even fainted on the spot. The scene was extremely bloody.

Although Ding Zhi, who was infected with the poison, was not placed in the crowded tent like those ordinary injured soldiers, and was alone in the tent, he was not much better.

"how so?"

Li Xiaobai quickly found him and was almost shocked. After not seeing him for just two days, the other party was no longer in human form, with pale skin, chapped lips, and only wearing a pair of calf shorts. His wounds were cracked like a baby's lips, and some even turned faintly black. He was dying, as if he would die at any time.

Where is the attack of the poison? It is obviously a severe infection.

The battlefield is still fine, and the promotion and wealth are clearly right in front of me, but I didn't expect that a man who was fighting was knocked down by this small injury.

In the era without antibiotics, such infection is equivalent to getting on the business order of the King of Hell. It is only time to stop it.

"Old Ding!Old Ding!"

Li Xiaobai ignored the unpleasant fishy smell of Ding Zhi's body and kept calling, and at the same time reached out to touch his forehead. It was so hot that it could almost boil eggs, which looked very bad.

Ding Zhi did not react at all and was still lying there quietly.

Manager Liu shrank his neck and said, "Young Master Li, he is no longer saved!"

In his opinion, such injuries and poisons are no different from those of the dead.

"Shut up!"

Li Xiaobai turned his head and shouted loudly, scaring Manager Liu to the ground.

"Yes, yes! It's a little talkative!"

Under the immortal power, Manager Liu was so scared that his face was gone. He immediately raised his hand and slapped himself a few times, and his cheeks immediately became swollen.

The immortal general killed a mortal, and no one would talk too much. He almost violated the taboos of several exes and begged for mercy.

"Enough! Prepare me some things, embroidery needles, silk thread, daggers, boiled water, strong wine, green salt, boiled white cotton cloth, as well as garlic, propolis and dandelions, which are mother-in-law's dice. If there is no propolis, replace it with a honeycomb. The more these three types, the better."

Li Xiaobai took out a silver ingot of about fifty taels of silver, threw it out casually, and said, "Take it, I won't be used for you in vain. Go and do it immediately, speed!"

Even if he does not give money, the other party will still obey the orders to collect these things, but his efficiency and seriousness are far less than that of using money.

Lao Ding's state seems to not last long. Time is life. If he can use money to buy time, Li Xiaobai will not hesitate.

In any case, he did not allow Lao Ding to gain fame and fortune with his life to end up being unable to enjoy it.

"Yes! Yes! Fairy elder! The young one will do it right now!"

He didn't care that his forehead was smashed by the fifty taels of silver ingot on the spot. Manager Liu was stunned and ran away with the silver ingot. During this period, he fell down, but he didn't even scream in pain, and he rolled and crawled away in a mess.

"Come on! Cook a pot of water for me!"

With the identity of the Immortal Commander of the Yishi Camp, Li Xiaobai instructed the soldiers who were injured in the injured camp to cook a large pot of water.

After the water in the pot was boiled, he took out a jade bottle. Many injured doctors could no longer move their eyes and their eyes were straightened.

"This is, it's a jade bottle! Could it be..."

Nothing that the Immortal Chief of the Yishiying Camp took out was a common thing, especially a jade bottle.

Ordinary people only use pottery bottles and porcelain bottles, at most, they are gold, silver and copper bottles. They rarely have jade bottles with exquisite workmanship and runes carved like this.

"Immortal Pill!"

I don’t know who shouted, and the entire injury camp was in an uproar.

Unplugged the bottle plug, Li Xiaobai calmly poured out a green pill as big as a soybean. The doctors who were closer could even smell a trace of fragrance of grass and trees inexplicably spread in the air. The stench that filled the air dissipated a little invisibly. Their expressions were even more horrified. It turned out to be a fairy pill.

How could an unusual pill have this abnormality?

Everyone stared at Li Xiaobai's actions, and they didn't even dare to breathe, and there was a silence.

It was like throwing an ordinary sugar bean, and the green pill was thrown into the pot. Li Xiaobai picked up the horse spoon and stirred it a few times. The Baicaoyun Yang Pill quickly dissolved, dyeing the water that had just been boiled green. It was like a pool of glass-like jadeite. The more intense fragrance of plants spreads with the breeze, suppressing the fishy smell of the camp.

The injured people were all excited after smelling it. The injured people felt as if the pain had disappeared a little after smelling it. Even the seriously injured soldiers who were unconscious had some reactions.

"Okay, one bowl per person! That's it!"

Li Xiaobai first served a bowl for himself, and then hurried to the camp where Ding Zhi was.

The Chinese traditional Chinese medicine practitioners looked at each other in disbelief, knelt down together, and sincerely prostrated themselves.

"Xie Xian gave me medicine!"

Even the slightly wounded soldiers who could move knelt down.

There is no doubt that even if the elixir that can revive the dead can still save a life even if it transforms into water.

With this pot of fairy water, the fate of the soldiers in the camp may become completely different.

The reason why one Baicaoyunyang Pill was used to transform water was not only to benefit the enemy, but also because Ding Zhi was weak and could not be replenished. If he was fed directly with Baicaoyunyang Pill, he might not only not save his life, but would become a life-threatening poison.

Holding the spoon, he scooped up a small spoonful of light green potion and gently moistened Ding Zhi's chapped lips and slowly moistened into his throat. As the medicine gradually came out, after feeding half a bowl, a pale skin color finally slowly appeared.

No matter how many years you have, let’s hold his life first.

After all, it is the healing pill used by warlocks, which has magical effects. Even if it is used on mortals, it can still play an incredible role.

Shortly after Li Xiaobai fed Ding Zhi a bowl of potion, a rapid sound of horse hooves came. Manager Liu carried a large package and rushed into the camp in anger.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, I have brought you what you want! There are some behind, which are on the way!"

Manager Liu gasped and held the package in silence.

"You are here just right. First, I will give you half of this camp. Don't move Ding Zhi, and then ask a few doctors to observe!"

Li Xiaobai, who was sitting next to Ding Zhi, stood up, took the package and opened it on the square table in the tent.

Dozens of embroidery needles of varying thickness, thin and long length, a large roll of snow-white silk thread, two sharp knives, a dozen garlic, a large handful of newly picked dandelions, several jars filled with strong wine, tiger and wolf roasts, large honeycombs, and even a small jar filled with propolis.

Green salt and white cotton cloth are available in the injury camp, and the latter only needs to be boiled and can be used.

“Good job!”

Li Xiaobai nodded, threw out two silver tins, one big and one small, and said, "Go to buy lime for the big one, the more the better. The smaller one is your hard-earned money."

Manager Liu didn't have time to wipe his head and sweated heavily. He held up two ingots of silver ingots with both hands and said respectfully: "I just did some things and didn't dare to receive the reward."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and do it!"

Li Xiaobai got busy on the table.

"Yes! Go here, the young one!"

Manager Liu hurried away again.

Pour the large jar of tigers and wolves into the bowl, throw the silk thread and a few fine needles into the bowl, choose a sharp knife to wipe it clean with strong wine, soak the blade into the wine jar for later use, and then process the garlic and dandelions. The strong smell of wine and garlic quickly mixed together.

The tent cloth was rolled up by the soldiers in the injured battalion, and the originally stuffy air circulated quickly, and the sunlight sprinkled in.

Several doctors with the best medical skills in the injured camp rushed to help Li Xiaobai.

"See every move I move clearly and remember every word I say!"

Li Xiaobai had no time to explain, so he cut Ding Zhi's wound with a sharp knife soaked in strong wine. The sharp blade shaves the black or white dead meat and carrion.
Chapter completed!