Chapter 32 The magical effect of Jinchuang Medicine!
Monkey!
Chen Yang also had a sharp eye, and he saw several figures as the branches swayed.
It’s a group of monkeys, macaques!
Qishan Mountain and the main peak of Emei are connected on the ground, and monkeys often come for a stroll.
Sometimes, they even go to the village in groups.
"Keep your voices down, don't provoke them!"
Chen Guoqiang reminded everyone in a low voice that they seemed to be seeing not monkeys, but a group of plague gods.
Everyone closed their mouths and held their backpacks tightly.
Some people may find monkeys cute, but this quality of cuteness definitely does not belong to the monkeys in Mount Emei.
These guys already have a bad reputation.
They like to move in groups, like a group of bandits, stubborn and fierce.
Robbing food and attacking tourists are commonplace for these old people from Mount Emei.
The key is to protect animals. No one dares to mess with them. He is the absolute tyrant of Shao'eshan.
If we were to select the most annoying animals, the monkeys in Mount Emei would definitely be on the list.
Material, material.
"Hello everyone, my name is Huang Can. I have enough food and nothing to do..."
He said the familiar opening remarks.
Huang Can quickly took out his camera and took pictures from a distance. This was very good material for him.
Chen Yang's face was full of black lines, this guy wouldn't cause trouble again, would he?
Last time, artillery blasted wasps. Will he take the initiative to provoke these plague gods again this time?
“Huang Can!”
Chen Yang called him.
“Don’t worry, I’m not that stupid!”
Huang Can chuckled, put away the camera, and quickly followed the team.
"Plop!"
Chen Yanggang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was a loud noise from the front.
“Oops!”
Chen Guoqiang, who was walking in the front, stepped on a piece of moss. His foot slipped and he stumbled, falling directly to the foot of a ridge more than ten feet high.
“The country is strong!”
"Ah, did you fall?"
Everyone quickly got off the ridge and helped Chen Guoqiang up with all their hands and feet.
"Oh, my God! It hurts..."
Chen Guoqiang was unkempt, his face was covered with blood, he was grinning in pain, his face was distorted, and he looked extremely scary.
Everyone quickly checked him out.
There were several cuts on his face from branches.
One of them almost ran through the entire left side of the face, and the wound was everted, extremely terrifying.
Just looking at it makes my back molars feel sore.
The pants were worn to pieces, and there was a wound on the buttocks. It was bloody and it was hard to tell how deep the wound was.
“No, I have to send you to the hospital!”
Song Erye, who knew a little bit about medicine in the team, quickly cleaned and bandaged him, but the bleeding couldn't be stopped at all.
Chen Guoqiang can be considered a man. He screamed in pain but refused to cry.
The blood on the face was dripping down, and everyone was panicking.
The wound is too big and must be stitched up in the hospital.
But this is in the mountains, and it takes a long time just to go down the mountain. Everyone feels a little numb.
It was only the first day on the mountain, and the team leader collapsed. Do you still want to go to Mixiangou for rescue?
“Let me see!”
Chen Yang squeezed to the front.
"What are you looking at? Children, don't cause trouble!"
Second Master Song frowned in displeasure, what kind of excitement are you looking at?
"Old man, what are you talking about?"
Huang Can followed Chen Yang, a little unhappy, and his words were not too big or too small, "There was a mountain fragrant scent in the birch forest just now, I'll go pick some. ..."
"It's useless!"
Second Master Song turned around and glanced at Huang Can in surprise.
Huo Xiang, also known as Xue Jian Chou, is a kind of herbal medicine to stop bleeding.
This kid can recognize Shan Huoxiang. It seems that he is not without merit, but is too rude and annoying.
"The wound is too big, the mountain thorn is useless!" Mr. Song pressed the wound on Chen Guoqiang's face, and blood flowed out from his fingers.
At this moment, Chen Yang took his hand away while he wasn't paying attention.
"What are you doing?" Mr. Song was anxious.
Just as he was about to scold him, he saw Chen Yang taking out a tube of spray from his backpack and without any explanation, sprayed it on Chen Guoqiang's face.
Bah!
“Hiss!”
Under the stimulation of the potion, Chen Guoqiang was so painful that he almost lost his breath.
“Boy, you’re fooling around!”
Second Master Song was anxious and wanted to stop it, but it was already too late.
A bottle of potion, sprayed most of it.
“Ah, the bleeding has stopped!”
“The bleeding has stopped!”
……
Second Master Song was about to scold Chen Yang when he heard an exclamation from beside him.
Looked down.
Sure enough, the blood that was still flowing just now is getting less and less, and the wounds where the medicine has been sprayed are scabbing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What kind of medicine is this?
After a brief shock, Mr. Song quickly pressed down the wound on Chen Guoqiang's face and pieced the cracked position back together.
In just ten seconds, the wound was completely scabbed.
Everyone was stunned.
What kind of medicine is so amazing?
"Any more, give him some on your butt!"
Song Erye breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, his tone towards Chen Yang became much softer.
Chen Yang handed over the medicine bottle.
Song Erye took a look at the bottle first, and doubts flashed across his eyes. At this time, saving people was more important, so he didn't think much about it and quickly asked someone to turn Chen Guoqiang over and wash his butt.
......
A few minutes later, with the help of Chen Yang's golden sore medicine, Chen Guoqiang's injury was finally under control.
Everyone was also frightened, and Mr. Song asked everyone to rest where they were.
Chen Guoqiang lost a lot of blood and felt dizzy, so he lay down directly. Song Erye was the oldest and most prestigious in the team, so he naturally took over the position of team leader.
"Xiaoyang, this medicine..."
The medicine bottle was handed back to Chen Yang, and Mr. Song came to sit next to him.
This old man is sixty-five years old. He used to be a barefoot doctor in the village. Although he may not be professional, he has saved many people.
So, there is still some prestige.
As far as he knew, he had never seen such a wonderful hemostatic drug. There was no label on the bottle, and it seemed to be a three-no product.
Chen Yang laughed, "A friend gave it to me. It seems to be a secret medicine passed down from their family, specially used to treat trauma!"
"That's it!"
Song Erye said, "Then your friend has some background in the family."
"Maybe!" Chen Yang shrugged, a little perfunctory.
Second Master Song was a little disappointed.
He wanted to know what the medicine was and where he bought it.
But when Chen Yang said this, he couldn't ask anymore.
After all, it is said to be the family’s secret medicine passed down from generation to generation.
"I was a little impatient just now, and my tone was harsh. Don't worry, the second master has such a temper!"
Second Master Song took out his cigarette rod and started smoking, with a somewhat sad look on his dark and yellow face.
"It's okay!"
Chen Yang shook his head, he didn't care at all, and looked back at Chen Guoqiang lying under the shade of the tree, "How is he now!"
"I lost a lot of blood. I'm afraid I'm a little exhausted. I have to send him down the mountain quickly. The conditions in the mountain are poor and the wound is afraid of infection..."
Second Master Song was worried.
"What? Going down the mountain?"
Huang Can was fiddling with his camera nearby, and when he heard the word "down the mountain", he immediately came over.
Second Master Song gave him a blank look and was too lazy to respond.
"That's no good, we can't go down the mountain!"
Huang Can said quickly, "We still have to go to Mi Nian Gou, Uncle Daneng and the others are still waiting for us..."
(End of this chapter)