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Chapter 1 Suffice it, which god did I provoke?

"Brake! Step on the brake!"

"Step it! I've stepped it!"

"Bang……"

It's over, dead.

I finally saved some money and went west all the way. The journey was over. After seeing Tianshui, I entered Xi'an. It was raining.

At a speed of 120 miles, there was a highway with accumulated water. The truck that suddenly merged in line in front watched helplessly as he entered.

I'm going to die... Xu Yi is sure he is dead.

In the future, I will never be with irritable people. This guy, who is known as a driving experience for twenty years, stays 120 miles on the heavy rain highway. He is too irritable. If he doesn't do anything, he will definitely be a sin that will not survive this time.

Alas, how can there be any future? It's all dead balls.

At this moment, Xu Yi thought about it thousands of times, but unfortunately he died.

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Not dead? Haha, I was not dead. That's great!

Xu Yi felt the pain, and he was in his left abdomen. He felt a lot of pain, and he was not dead. It would be fine if he was not dead, it would be fine if he was not dead.

It takes hard to open your eyes. Xu Yi opened his eyes hard and wanted to see who saved us. He must thank you very much. This is life-saving, and I will create another one.

What's the thing? It's bright and seems to be piercing yourself into your head. Who is it? What are you doing?

In an instant, there were tens of millions of possibilities. Xu Yi didn't want to let the possibility of death happen again. Seeing the dazzling things coming towards him, he forgot that the pain had already hurt, so he forced himself to turn over.

It seems to have escaped.

I just held my palms for a while and it was sticky. At this time, the five senses returned, with a bloody smell and quite strong.

"Still hide? Kill your little boy!"

Not sure if it was about himself, Xu Yi saw something bright and shady, and it was a knife, the kind of waist knife in movies and TV.

Isn't this in the hospital? It's not at the scene of a car accident. What's this? Why do someone want to kill themselves?

"Ah..." Xu Yi couldn't help but shout, quite shrill.

At the moment when Xu Yi fainted in pain, Xu Yi heard it and seemed to say, "Zhu Laosi, hurry up, not far from the station, stop falling!"

Almost died again, and it was a bit satisfying to live.

Xu Yi came back to life and woke up leisurely. It was still daytime. I don’t know how long I had been fainting, so naturally I couldn’t tell if it was another daytime.

The moment of the crash was around 11 o'clock in the morning, I was preparing to go to Xi'an for lunch. The first time I woke up was in the morning or afternoon, because the knife was shining by the setting sun.

Now... it's sunset again.

How can I know the time if I haven’t even paid attention to the points in the southeast, southwest and northwest?

Xu Yi felt that it only needed to be clear that what kind of great master he had messed with?

Fortunately, I am not dead. Since I am not dead, I must live well, even if I am still alive.

I wanted to get up, but I tried hard. Although I felt a little weak, I could get up, well, I could get up.

It’s better to lie down and get up and see the scene... it feels even more terrifying than being dead.

They were all corpses, with more than a dozen, bloody, and lumps of blood... Fortunately, I studied medicine, otherwise I might have fainted again... I was scared.

Try not to think about what happened. It is definitely not acting. People are really dead. Xu Yi is sure of this. The costumes are ancient, serious Tang Dynasty costumes, not Tang Dynasty costumes with a collar, nor are they dressed up when the old man died, but serious robes.

At this time, Xu Yi needed to touch something and deal with the wound on his left abdomen first... The turtle grandson stabbed one part twice, including the left rectus abdomen, oblique abdomen, etc., well, this part.

Xu Yi is a major in traditional Chinese medicine orthopedic injury. He graduated from undergraduate studies and doesn’t want to be a tertiary hospital, so he can only get involved in county-level hospitals.

Unfortunately, the major and the course are inconsistent, which leads to Xu Yi's medical level being considered as a result of Chinese and Western learning.

He has been in emergency department, orthopedics, and anesthesiology department, but no one has outstanding performance.

However, I still have some experience in dealing with my current injuries.

He needs a needle holder, hemostasis forceps, needle and thread, and it would be great if he had a debridement bag. He needed gauze, cotton ball, iodine or alcohol, saline, hydrogen peroxide, metronidazole water... I thought too much, and this situation should be nothing.

Looking through the corpses one by one: "How much offensive you are. You are dead. I still have to live. Use the waste. Please contribute if you have any trouble... Uh, I found it myself. It's a bit offensive, understand, understand!"

An unsatisfactory life has made Xu Yi expand his mind, or it is okay to be content with the situation. Anyway, he is very broad and calm.

Not bad, I almost searched through these dead bodies, including sewing bags, water bags, fire folds, and an iron pot, coarse salt, linen... I guess I was sweating, it was so smelly.

By the way, there is still some dry food.

You can't beg too high, at least you can fool the wound.

This is not the world that used to be! Xu Yi just didn't want to, and the facts would tell him that he could not avoid it.

No matter what, I really don’t want to die casually when I am alive. If I want to continue living, treating my wounds is the primary priority. Then I try to understand which dynasty this is and then consider what I live like.

Dragging the body... it's not considered broken, it's miserable. It's broken, bloody, and the blood that had stopped was tickling again at this time.

I'm sorry! Which great god has you messed with? I'm so unlucky!

Leaving the place where the corpse was thrown... it wasn't that I could see it, but that I really didn't have the ability to bury those who died in vain.

Forget it, let's take care of yourself first.

It was probably the afternoon of the day. Xu Yi probably took a look at this journey to avoid dead bodies.

Vegetation and light are determined based on what you learn in elementary school nature. It is determined whether it is the afternoon or the afternoon of late autumn.

I was wrong in time and space, and even in season, it was this area...it seemed to be the place where the car accident happened.

Why can't the expressway overlap with the official road at this time? I've been thinking about it again, thinking too much, and taking care of it too much.

Sitting in a cave that was indented, Xu Yi set up a fire, set up a pot, threw a few pieces of salt... let's boil some normal salt water.

I carefully calculated how much salt should be added at 0.9%... It was stupid enough, and I gave up after thinking about it for a while.

As for the non-sodium chloride content of coarse salt... whatever you want, it's not something you can eat anyway.

Without a thermometer, you can only cool down slowly after boiling water. Try your fingers again and again, and you will never get burned anymore.

I chewed a few sips of dry food, and took a few sips while the water was hot... I was dizzy and I thought I wouldn't drink it just now, but fortunately it was either too bitter or a little astringent.

In a lonely state, thinking randomly is quite relieved.

The warm water was poured on the wound, and the salty water thorned Xu Yi was so painful that he wanted to cry... Wait for a while and the sewed, how should he pass?

Endure it!

I rinsed it several times in a row and threaded the needle that I had just used fire to bend... Fortunately, the needle at this time was not pure steel, so it could bend.

Put the linen a few times and stuff it into your mouth... The smell is refreshing and you won't faint from the pain.

Then, Xu Yi began to sew stitches one by one. He stretched his head far away, worried that sweat would drip on the wound... It hurt so much, it was really unbearable. He wanted to cry, wanted to scream... He couldn't scream, bit the linen, and the alveolar almost penetrated the linen.
Chapter completed!
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