Dimensional Eroders

Hearing Bailang asking about the monster's information, the rescued survivors were taken aback for a moment, and then talked about their history.

The group of people joined together halfway, and the man's goal was a Miao village in the deep mountains to the south to buy some medicinal materials. Originally, he followed the escort team, and it was safe to be protected by a martial artist, but due to different destinations, they parted ways in the nearest small town.

He then regrouped with several others and hired guides. In line with the idea of ​​being more courageous, I walked through this remote mountain road and entered Miaojiang. Then he encountered a monster while on the road, was followed all the way, exhausted his energy by running in a hurry, and was attacked just now.

"Monsters? You mean them!"

Looking at the corpse of the monster that was still twitching on the ground, Bailang felt a strong sense of disobedience when he heard what the other party said about monsters.

Although this monster is born with a strange and evil nature, it doesn't look like a natural product. But it is flesh and blood from beginning to end, more like the product of genetic mutation and biochemical transformation. The activity of the biological tissue was a little out of bounds, but he was still beaten to death with his bare hands.

You tell me this thing is a monster? Do they have a spell style? Do you have brains and wisdom? How much do you look down on monsters!

"Of course they are monsters. I have seen them many times in the town. The officers and soldiers of the Yamen and the local nobles will regularly encircle and hunt to protect the safety of the villagers. Haven't you seen heroes?" The man looked at him strangely, very I don't understand.

Bailang was even more confused when he heard the words, what kind of ghost world is this? It's getting weirder: "Are there a lot of these monsters?"

"certainly……"

Before the other party finished speaking, they were interrupted by other screams and crying.

"Ahhh...Hand! My hand is broken! Help me.", "Who has hemostatic medicine, trauma medicine?", "Stop the bleeding first!", "My child, who will help me... ..."

At this time, a man with a severed hand was surrounded by people, screaming and wailing, another woman was holding a wounded and unconscious child and crying, and people around her continued to comfort her.

Seeing several people tearing the thick cloth strips on their bodies to stop the bleeding, Bailang frowned, it was really unhygienic. Such an unprofessional technique is bound to be contagious, so he had an obsessive-compulsive disorder attack.

"Wait a minute! Get out of the way, I'm a doctor, put that man down and let me do it."

He paused for questioning, stepped forward at a critical moment, took out a newly purchased 'one-ton capacity' flat vodka pocket jug from his arms, unscrewed the screw cap, took a sip first, and silently offered himself a 'drinking spell' Good wishes, and then skillfully cleaned the patient's wound.

High-concentration alcohol was poured on the section of the severed hand, and the aroma was mixed with blood, and the other party couldn't bear it any longer, and screamed like a pig being killed.

Bailang was startled suddenly.

By! He forgot again that he should be anesthetized first. But he made up for it, so he took out a wrench of unknown purpose from his arms under the strange and puzzled gazes of the crowd. In this day and age, there is no such thing as a 'monkey wrench'.

Seeing the reflection of the silver metal texture, the strange and mysterious shape, the exquisite workmanship, and the mysterious thread, these common people felt unexplained anxiety in their hearts.

Bailang also explained at the right time: "As a medical worker, it is normal and reasonable to carry medical equipment with you."

After finishing speaking, he decisively swung the wrench backhand and hit the patient's severed arm. At the same time, ripples erupted, activating the 'curse of anesthesia', and the ripples spread and spread.

Seeing Bailang beating someone, several men glared at him. On the contrary, the knowledgeable man exclaimed in a low voice, "Infuriating!"

Immediately there was a commotion among the crowd.

Um?

Lang Wenyan was a little surprised, obviously being mistaken. But he was thinking about another question. Looking at the patient's severed hand, can it be cured? Directly stop the bleeding and bandage, prevent infection, and save his life, he is already a seventh-level pagoda; or show shocking medical skills, and replant the broken arm?

Finally, he made a decision. rule!

I am not a time traveler, and I don't need to blend into this world in a low-key manner, so why are you timid and afraid to show it? The contractor, passing by in a hurry, obviously has extraordinary medical skills, so he should use them boldly to treat more wounded patients, which is in line with his spirit of the Virgin.

So she said, "Fufu, come help!"

Seeing that the man with the severed hand was not in serious condition, the others stopped screaming for pain. They immediately understood that the wrench was like acupuncture to relieve the pain.

The little familiar came running with his calves. At this time, the medicine box was put away, and Tai Rui Sanguan was taken out out of thin air, so he took out the bloodthirsty man from his arms, pointed at the patient's forearm and poked it hard, piercing into the flesh and blood, and activated blood therapy to replenish vitality.

When the others saw Bailang hurting someone again, they became nervous again. This was intentional harm. But when he thought of him beating the demon to death with his bare hands, he was both shocked and afraid.

"As I said just now, as a medical worker, it is reasonable to carry a screwdriver with you. Don't worry, this kind of acupuncture, do you see the handle? I'm injecting him with medicine." Bailang continued Explain and soothe the other person's fears.

At this moment, Xiao Fufu also showed the true value of a 'medical familiar'.

Bailang lacked medicine, so he lit a 'herbal cigarette'. After puffing on the clouds to refresh himself, he flicked the ash on the wound to sterilize, disinfect, and stop the bleeding. Finally, he pressed the cigarette butt on the cross section to extinguish it, and it flew with his fingers.

And Sha Fufu has already picked up the other severed hand, rinsed it with vodka, the small tail in the skirt got into the clothes, and then drilled out from the cuff, turning into a sharp scalpel, cutting the blood vessels of the severed hand, The nerves were cut flat and aligned.

As a genius little princess in the neurosurgery department of the Central Hospital, although she has formatted her brain, she has solidified the "Neural Shell Surgery Lv3". Currently, she can perform 0.3mm precision neurosurgery, blood vessel suturing, and lymphatic vessel suturing.

In terms of surgery, Bailang, who is known as a medical genius, is basically a younger brother.

He could only ligate the blood vessels brutally and suture the blood vessels at the arterial level. Even more proficient is the 'Fastest Amputation in the Battlefield'. Although it claims to have lit the "Sinking Demon Heart Surgery", it is mainly to install concussion bombs on the heart. All the monsters whose skulls were cut by him can proudly pat their chests and say: None of them survived!

Although Bailang is talented, he is not proficient in this kind of precision surgery in the biological field. His 'surgical skills' more need to be blurred with the magical and extraordinary ability of 'blood therapy'. What broken blood vessels, broken nerves, broken bones? Blood therapy is right.

Don't ask, it's blood therapy!

Sharf is different. After solidifying the 'nerve surgery' into a skill, her surgical skills are even more powerful. At this moment, subtle changes appeared in the ruby ​​eyes.

Xiao Fufu's blood-colored eyes matched with the first solidification ability. When she absorbed the 'blood of the true ancestor' as raw material, she got a pair of 'magic eyes'. Bailang didn't know this point. As for little loli, who could express only three words in each sentence, and her child's IQ and EQ, she didn't understand how strong her body was at all.

Under the gaze of the 'Surgical Magic Eye', the field of view of the section of the severed limb is continuously enlarged and re-magnified, and the texture becomes clearly visible. In the ruby ​​​​eyeball, there are overlapping and rotating rings, which perform complex focusing and achieve dynamic visual effects at the microscope level.

And her versatile little tail is also deforming, turning into curved sewing needles of various sizes, held by her right hand, and performing technical sutures in an open-air environment. Every time a stitch is dropped, the tail will automatically secrete blood-colored silk thread to replace the 'suture'.

A magical scene appeared. Silly Fufu concentrated on connecting blood vessels and nerves at a terrifyingly inhuman speed, suturing flesh and blood, even drilling holes in bones, and stitching layers from inside to outside.

Her suturing skills are quite unscientific, as if the clothes are not tight when sewing, leaving a gap and dense bloody live threads between the severed limbs. Half an hour later, the scene was dead silent, silly fufu wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and nodded to Bailang.

A generation of genius doctor Bailang grabbed a handful of thousands of bloody thread ends with both hands, and pulled it hard at this time. The line segment between the severed hand and the severed limb shrinks, and the sections are tightened, fixed, and perfectly fitted.

The frightened party found that the five fingers were shaking uncontrollably, but the curse of anesthesia had not been dispelled, so it was uncontrollable and felt no pain. He suddenly showed a shocked, hellish expression.

Bailang activated the blood therapy technique again, prepared 502 plasma, penetrated into the section of the severed limb, and glued the arm firmly. Then he scribbled on a bandage, opened his mouth and sprayed a few mouthfuls of vodka to sterilize, and finally tied a bow.

A miraculous operation that challenged the three views was completed.

Doctor Bai participated in the whole process from beginning to end, restoring the patient's severed hand. As a little nurse, silly fufu also played a certain role, which deserves encouragement and praise.

"My medical skills are even better."

Bailang felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart. The silly fufu is mine, and her medical skills are also mine, so I have mastered ultra-precise fantasy surgical techniques!

"Hua Tuo Immortal Art!" The man on the sidelines exclaimed.

Others were also stunned: "Amazing skills!", "Immortal!", "Great doctor!"

Bailang was puzzled at first, but he quickly figured it out, the 'Hua Tuo surgery' refers to surgery.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to internal administration of decoction and external supplementation of acupuncture and moxibustion, and rarely uses knives. Hua Tuo, on the other hand, is more different. He developed Mafeisan to suppress the pain, and then performed all kinds of rough surgeries as he wished... He even wanted to open Cao Cao's brain!

It is similar to Bailang's self-created "physical medicine". (Hua Tuo: "Fuck you! Who is the same as you, a witch doctor?")

But unfortunately, Hua Tuo died of medical trouble. A few civilians who have not traveled to the district are so knowledgeable, they know the Hua Tuo technique?

At this time, the woman suddenly knelt down and said excitedly: "Living Bodhisattva, please save my child! He is polluted by demons, only you can cure him..."

Bai Lang picked up the purple-faced and weird child, and found that there was a serious wound on his body, and asked, "What's the situation with the demon pollution?"

This miracle doctor has no common sense, and has been gradually accepted by several people.

Bailang didn't bother to pretend to have amnesia by insinuating, he didn't believe that these people didn't answer. As for what to write in the other party's heart? Suspect? He doesn't care, riding a little sheep for 30,000 miles overnight, who can find me? So there was no pressure for him to perform medical miracles.

On the contrary, these people's strong ability to accept made him feel uncomfortable. They were just shocked, and then accepted it. They didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Shafufu's technique, but rather took it for granted. Isn't that what divine doctors should do? Everything is beyond their comprehension, and it doesn't make sense or feel like it.

Speaking of Silly Fufu, this girl is staring at her hands in a daze with disbelief at the moment. The expression is very complicated, bewildered, strange, tangled, crap, confused, serious...

The suturing operation she just performed was to subconsciously use the curing ability 'neurosurgery' after following Bailang's order to stimulate the instinctive behavior of this body. During the operation, she was in a state of ecstasy and concentration, free from external interference.

After returning to the stupid form at this moment, it is completely unacceptable that the patient was cured by himself. Just like a silly child, unable to connect the two irrelevant things, the cartoon and the remote control.

She wasn't shocked by her strength, but she couldn't connect herself with the operation just now. I disconnected halfway through my thoughts, then thought again, and disconnected again...

Like counting, she can count from 1 to 3 and from 7 to 9. As for between 3 and 7, there is no connection at all, that is the distance between the fish and the stone.