Mochen stepped forward and looked at the arrow feather, checked it very carefully, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The arrow feather seemed to have pierced the heart, but if it really pierced the heart, Xie Feng would not have lived until now. His heart had already broken and died. If he didn't die now, it would be fine. After careful examination, he found that the arrow feather was a little distance from the heart. This distance seemed very short, but it was very important. Xie Feng could still save him in this way.

"Don't worry, there is still help. If you want a knife, just persevere. What's the point of touching it? It's only useful to use it for combat." Mo Chen said.

Xie Feng smiled bitterly, thinking that Mochen was comforting him and said so. After all, the injury was too serious, and the doctor could do nothing, and he had no hope. Could this battalion captain, who was younger than him, be a god-like man?

"Okay, believe me, don't give up." Mo Chen said.

When Huang Chengzhong heard this, a glimmer of hope arose in his heart. This young man often does something hopeful when the other party is desperate. If it is impossible to do it, there may be a way. He hurriedly asked: "Xiao Mo, can you really save Xie Feng?"

"Well, I'm a little sure, but I can't guarantee it." Mochen nodded and shook his head.

"How sure can you have?" Huang Chengzhong asked nervously.

Mochen said without thinking: "You can live with three levels of confidence!"

"This..." Huang Chengzhong hesitated for a moment. According to this, death is greater than life.

Fat Tiger and others looked at Mochen with suspicion. It’s not that they don’t believe Mochen’s ability, but since they followed Mochen, their elder brother is no match for beating people. No one in the entire battalion team has been beaten by him. Even the new treasure blacksmith who came in has been beaten many times, and they have no temper yet. They have never seen their elder brother cure his injuries!

"Xie Bingcao, I'm going to tell you, although I said I was saved, I was not 100% sure, and it would hurt a lot. Not only that, but a little bit

If you are not careful, you will die immediately. Life is yours, and it depends on your choice."

Xie Feng reluctantly smiled and said, "Captain Mo Battalion, everyone is dead, there is a glimmer of hope. Who doesn't want to try it? Captain Mo Battalion, you should do it! You deserve to die, but if you can survive, you will make a profit. What is this pain?"

"Okay, you're a man, but no matter how painful it is, you must hold on and never faint. As long as you faint, you may never wake up forever." Mochen said seriously.

Xie Feng nodded and said, "Captain Mo Camp, don't worry! I have been to the sea of ​​swords and fire, what is this pain?"

"Well, when you realize that you are about to faint, imagine the most important person and the most important thing you are." Mo Chen reminded.

Xie Feng nodded and did not speak anymore. Instead, he picked up the clothes that were no longer in the pile of clothes beside him and stuffed them into his mouth. This way he could feel better and prevent him from inadvertently biting his tongue. If the captain of Mozhan really pulled out the arrow feathers on his chest, it would be fine, but he bit his tongue because of the pain and bit his tongue and committed suicide, even if he could crawl out at the King of Hell, he would be really unwilling to accept it.

"Captain Mo Battalion, this... is such a serious injury and such a dangerous position. Captain Mo Battalion is really sure?" When the white beards heard Mo Chen say that he was sure to cure Xie Feng's injuries, they all looked disbelieved.

The wounds on Xie Feng's body and the position of the arrow feather made these doctors who had been practicing medicine for many years helpless. The captain of Mo camp who was so young was so powerful? Could it be that he was also a doctor? But even if he started studying medicine from his mother's womb, he has only been more than ten years now! He is still a soldier, how skillful can he have? Is he even better than the old guys who have been practicing medicine for many years?

Mochen pointed and said, "I understand a little, let's treat the dead horse as a living horse!"

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When the doctor heard Mochen's answer, he almost sprayed out his old blood. I understand a little bit. If you understand a little bit, you dare to deal with such a serious injury. If you are not careful, you will die. Isn't this a joke about the life of the wounded? Even if you are the captain of the camp and the benefactor of the capital, you can't play with the lives of others! They just wanted to speak out and dissuade them, but they were interrupted by Mochen's next words.

Mochen looked at the expressions of these old guys and knew what they were thinking. He knew that these doctors did not believe that they could handle Xie Feng's chest injury, but Mochen was not angry because these doctors really wanted to help Xie Feng, and they also tried their best to treat the wounded soldiers. This made him unable to be angry with these doctors. However, even so, Mochen could not let these old men block his actions from dealing with Xie Feng's wounds. After all, Xie Feng was really a man in his eyes, brave and loyal in combat, and was also very principled. If it weren't for Huang Qiuping's father's subordinate, and he seemed to be the soldiers who were led by others, he would have wanted to betray his own camp. Such a talent would be a pity if he died.

Mochen looked at the doctors who wanted to speak but stopped, but still came forward to persuade him not to move around, and said lightly: "Does the doctors have any other ways to deal with any wounds?"

When the doctors heard this, they all stopped and swallowed all the words they were about to say. Yes! They had no choice but to ask someone to prepare for their funeral. How could they be qualified to stop the captain of the camp from dealing with which wound? Anyway, the worst result would be nothing. They could only be treated as a living person. Thinking of this, they closed their mouths one by one, but they were still standing next to them. They all wanted to see how Mochen handled a dangerous wound. If it was really successful, they could learn something from it.

When Mochen saw that several doctors stopped talking, he started preparing some things. After all, he couldn't just take the arrow feathers on Xie Feng's chest without any preparation! If there was no such thing, it would be really harmful.
Chapter completed!