"Ellen, where did something happen to you? Go and get the package I left at your house."
The boat controlled by Lan almost hit the small dock of Oriden.
The villagers gathered in a circle and looked at the fishing boat belonging to Bernie in astonishment.
The bottom of this small boat has turned scarlet due to the bleeding of the two people.
Several village women surrounding Mrs. Downer anxiously stepped forward to say something.
But when they saw Bernie, who looked pale, they stopped hesitantly.
It can be seen that they have something serious to say, but for a while they can't tell which one is more important than Bernie at this time.
Lan En is only one person, and he only has the energy of one person.
Lan, who dragged Bernie onto the pier, didn’t even notice that there were so many people watching, which was abnormal in normal times.
"Oh my God, Bernie, I'm going to go right now"
Old Allen already had a grimace on his face, but now he was even more frightened, with a pair of old legs He walked very fast and rushed back with the alchemy leather bag in less than half a minute.
"Find a few people, light torches and stand around me."
Lan En took the alchemy leather bag and began to rummage inside while asking old Allen for new ideas. Require.
Old Allen didn't know if this was some kind of magic ritual or something else, but he was completely panicked at this time and immediately followed it.
After greeting a few people, they gathered in a circle holding torches.
The arrowhead of the crossbow has been completely buried in Bernie's stomach. In Old Allen's opinion, this is completely considered a corpse that can still move.
But Lan En is a demon hunter, maybe, right?
Maybe, right?
Lan En took out a bundle of small and exquisite items from the alchemy leather bag. Knives.
That was the knife set he commissioned Ivan to forge. The first user of this thing should have been himself.
"The torch comes closer."
Lan took off his studded leather gloves and steel wrist guards.
The torch has nothing to do with magic, it is to use temperature to kill most of the bacteria in the surrounding air.
It is similar to operating next to an alcohol lamp in biological experiments.
Lan needs to perform a surgical operation on Bernie immediately, even if there is no surgical environment, he must go into battle immediately.
He couldn't wait any longer
Bernie's lips were pale now.
Lan En took out a brown wine bottle from the alchemy leather bag.
Redanian herbal wine is often used as the alcohol base for demon hunters to make potions. It is a highly potent alcohol.
Although at this time it is more appropriate to use pure distilled dwarf spirits instead of wine mixed with herbs, it was still too late to say that.
Lan spilled this valuable bottle of wine on his palms, wrists, delicate knives, and Bernie's wounds.
“Mentos, forI corrected the double vision. ”
The movements were orderly. After starting the surgical steps, Lan En forced himself to get out of his impatience.
The brain that withstood 70 proficiency perfusion in a short period of time produced Due to the stress response, the visual field afterimage is just a normal thing.
The biological brain completes the task in the blink of an eye.
The blurred and overlapping fields of view are artificially eliminated. Error, the headache continued, but Lan En's eyes and hands were extremely stable at this time.
Old Allen and a large group of villagers were watching, and Lan En's methodical movements gave people confidence.
The village elder looked at Bernie worriedly for a while, and then looked sympathetically at Mrs. Downer who was slumped on the ground next to him.
He opened his mouth to say something to the busy Lan En. He spoke, but Mrs. Donner raised her hand and squeezed his forearm.
Mrs. Donner lowered her head and shook her head slightly.
So the village elder just shook his head. Neng sighed and remained silent for the time being.
Lan En's hand was very steady, and everyone who had seen his sword skills couldn't help but say so.
As for the knife cutting flesh. The young man who has hunted dozens of water ghosts is already familiar with the feel.
He controls the delicate knife, cutting through the skin, fat, muscles, and removing the organs, layer by layer. Deep into Bernie's abdominal wound, until the depth of the arrow was reached.
No one around him dared to speak, and many people couldn't help but hold their breath.
When the surgical knife followed. When the crossbow arrows touched each other and felt like metal, Lan En breathed a sigh of relief.
There was no smell of feces, and luckily the arrow didn't pierce Bernie's intestines. /p>
If the intestines are damaged and feces enters the abdominal cavity, it means that Lan En’s friend will have a 100% chance of facing wound infection, the biggest enemy of ancient surgery.
In normal ancient surgeries, the probability of no wound infection is about 30%.
No matter what, Bernie’s survival rate is already higher than that of most injured people in this era.
Lan En dug out the arrowhead without causing secondary damage, and used highly potent herbal wine to clean the wound.
The cause of the bleeding was that a vein in the abdominal cavity was scratched. The young man. It was sutured in time.
In the final stage of suturing, when the needle soaked in alcohol was sewn into the wound, Lan En finally took a breath.
It seemed that this breath was a breath. Signaling, the originally silent and nervous crowd began to buzz.
Old Allen tentatively took two steps towards Lan En, and when he saw that the young man did not stop him, he knew it. It's probably no big deal now.
Lan En's back, which had always been straight, relaxed and bent slightly when the last few stitches were applied.
"The bleeding stopped. If Bernie doesn’t have a fever today or tomorrow, all that’s left is to rest”
Lan En feels oldAllen came over to ask about the situation.
This old man has lived in Velen all his life. In terms of experience, he does not have as much experience as traveling merchants, nobles, and knights.
But when it comes to Wei Lun's life, he really knows everything.
The owner of a fishing boat that went out came back with a crossbow arrow stuck in his belly. This cannot be an accident.
The environment in Willen is indeed dangerous, but it is not so terrifying. For my sake, it's not a war period.
So after explaining Bernie's situation, Lan was ready to explain today's situation to Old Allen.
When young people want to come, this should be the biggest concern of village elders.
But after the young man with a slightly bent back and a relaxed expression saw old Allen's expression, he immediately rejected his judgment.
The old man's face showed no questioning doubts, but instead showed anxiety and panic that had not dissipated.
At this time, Lan En's keen observation ability got rid of his tense and focused spirit and went online again.
It was the time when people were working in the fishing village, and the pier was actually crowded with people. This was not normal.
Old Allen pursed his lips and approached Lan En, with careful persuasion in his eyes.
Persuasion to me
Why
Lan En's amber cat eyes glanced around, holding a small cloth bag and sitting slumped down, Mrs. Downer, Nature comes into view.
A terrible suspicion quietly penetrated Lan En's heart.
"It's not your fault, Lan En." Old Allen murmured this sentence for a long time.
"We all have a responsibility."
The young man looked at him with cat eyes, and the vertical pupil in the middle shrank into a slit almost instantly
< p>The target of these words was not the matter of Bernie being hit by an arrow. Lan En felt this keenly."Old Allen, what do you mean?"
Relaxing the slightly curved back and slowly straightening it up again, the relieved breath was held again almost instantly.
The old man held his pipe tightly in his hand.
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