Dimensional Eroders

After some inspection, Bailang confirmed that the other party's injury was serious. It has gone beyond the ordinary sense of being able to heal itself through the blood bottle of the ‘ordinary injury’. Therefore, his team members consumed all the ‘potions’ and could only barely contain the deterioration of their injuries.

There was a scratch on the captain's chest that was almost open; there were signs of being bitten at the joint between the shoulder and the neck, and the shoulder blades had been shattered. The two wounds were not only serious, but also ‘infected’ by the werewolf virus.

To use the pedigree of the eight-poor family, it means that the purity of blood has been contaminated, and it has begun to drift. Ordinary treatments have been difficult to take effect, this is an abnormally negative state.

In this world, it is not that you can become a werewolf if you are bitten by a werewolf. Ordinary people who are bitten by the radiating spiders of Osborne Industries will only die instead of becoming Spider-Man.

The situation of the captain is also the same... He has not yet strengthened his bloodline. He is being eroded a little bit as a human being, slowly weakening and dying; if he strengthens the hostile bloodline that conflicts with the'werewolf', this erosion infection Will be more violent, and die faster, more miserable and more painful.

Hearing Bailang's analysis and explanation, the female contractor turned pale and begged: "You must be able to save him, right? You must save the captain!"

"Don't worry, I will go all out~!"

The genius doctor Bai nodded solemnly. Before the words fell, when everyone was caught off guard, he thunderously thrust a flashing screwdriver into the captain's heart and lungs.

His arms are strong, and the outline of the forearm muscles can be seen clearly. With the accent of the last word ‘of’, he heard a ‘poof’ as soon as he tried hard with his right hand!

The thin and long Phillips screwdriver penetrated layers of barriers and penetrated into the chest, leaving only a handle.

The black blood spit out like a small fountain.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The captain who was in a coma was directly awakened by pain! His eyes widened, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the white waves, unable to control the coughing up and vomiting blood...

Before the touched expression lasted for half a minute, the female team member turned into shock, fear, and anger after being deceived. Then, like an angry lioness, staring at the white waves fiercely, she asked: "You slanderous liar! Why do you want to kill?!"

While she was talking, she had grabbed the weapon next to her and was about to kill her without replying to her. She was still earnestly ‘pulling out and plugging the screwdriver in’, playing with the white waves that had no intention of resisting.

"and many more!"

Another companion who brought in the waves suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, and realized that the calmness of the white waves did not seem to be fake. If he was really taking revenge, he would never be so calm, as if he was using a pump to pump the tires. Poke and stir in the chest... "Look carefully!"

After being yelled by her companion, the female contractor calmed down slightly. When she looked again, she was surprised: "This is...?"

She was puzzled first, and then shocked: "The captain is not dead?!"

At this moment, the captain's expression had changed from pain to relief. Although it was pierced by a screwdriver, it was inserted again, and the Qi orifices were bleeding to death, it seemed particularly terrifying under the weak light of this dimly confined space. But his breath has returned to peace, faintly enjoying something?

"Huh! It's rare and weird, this is bloodletting therapy!"

The white wave with a knife on his neck didn't panic at all, as if it wasn't him who was threatened, he still concentrated on pulling out the screwdriver, and continued to make holes in the captain's body.

Pouch! Pouch!

Stabbing through one place after another, the blood can't stop flowing out: "The world is ignorant! I am full of misunderstandings and prejudices about my profession. I thought you were contractors, knowledgeable and insightful. Unexpectedly... you don’t even have this simple medical knowledge! What are you doing in a daze? Are you going to kill me! Do you want him to live?"

Shen Yi Lang glared at the female contractor, and the other party immediately retracted the long knife and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Beside, two contractors from another team watching the whole process. They had no friendship with the temporary team, but they were also covered by Bailang and despised. Suddenly they became a little uncomfortable, and they argued in their hearts:

'Hey Hey hey! Such things as bloodletting therapy do not belong to the scope of medical common sense at all, right? Is this common sense in that era? Was the medical profession in Mercury Island (Europe before the 18th century) 100 years ago? Why even despise us together? ! ’

After a random jab in G2, Bai Lang released the poisonous blood contaminated by the'werewolf virus' in the captain's body, and then showed a solemn color.

The male team member immediately asked: "Doctor, how is it? Can the captain's injury be cured?"

Bai Lang said: "Bloodletting therapy can only temporarily relieve his danger, while blood transfusion therapy can treat..."

"Then you do it!" The female contractor no longer dared to question Brother Lang, but urged incomparably wronged.

"The benevolence of the doctor, do you think I am you? Of course I will not abandon him! But even if I save my life and save him with the blood of my whole body, he can only save his life temporarily. This distance The camp is far away, and the bumps all the way, he can't handle it... staying here to live and breathe is no different from waiting for death."

"Then what should I do?" The two soy sauce parties onlookers were also attracted, curiously speaking. They thought that the level of Bailang was limited, and they were looking for excuses to refuse treatment, or were they sitting on the ground and raising the price?

"I have experienced few missions and not many embers, so I focus on medicine. I have only recently mastered a secret technique. I need you to catch a living werewolf for me. I will use its blood and life to extract one. This kind of antibody will bring the captain back to life for another wave, enough to last him back to the camp!" Lang Ge looked sacred, and he was thinking about the patient the whole time.

His mental realm is too high, and he is thinking about not only how to save the other party, but also how to bring the other party back to the camp alive and safely.

"I'm going now! You wait."

The female contractor immediately got up, but was stopped by her male companion: "You keep taking care of the captain, I'll go!"

"Count me as one!" The other melon party also stood up.

Originally, they were not familiar with the team, so they planned to stay out of the matter. However, Lang Ge's international humanitarian spirit of saving lives and healing wounds infected the scene and awakened their meager conscience. It happened that it was not dangerous to catch a werewolf, so he took it out of his justice. It also counts as a good first impression in front of the genius doctor wave.

Brother Lang never forgot to brush up on his presence in anger, and continued to plump up his ‘medical staff’, and said: "Thank you very much, I thank you for the patient!"

Too? Moved, look, is this what people said? Do not! This is a saint!

…

The waiting process is undoubtedly a long one.

In order to avoid the cold field, Lang brother irritated the captain's wounds and injected a small amount of life force to hang him. On the other hand, he did not forget to promote his ‘medical talent’ and instilled his medical talents for the remaining few people.

On the front line of the battlefield, the "Angel Wave Medical Class" was opened to provide their knowledge of blood therapy and witch doctors in popular science: "Do you know? The Holy Light nurse of Xunchuang Healing Department, and my blood therapy doctor" 'There are huge differences. Ordinary people often misunderstand us because of ignorance."

"I personally prefer to call those priests, nurses, and druids the'universal system'. Their holy light and healing techniques are often universally applicable and cost-effective. They are suitable for team combat and can recover blood for any wounded. In the eyes of these nurses, all the symptoms are the same, and no medical knowledge is required, as long as milk is enough. The strength of the treatment ability is just a question of whether the amount of Ru is enough."

"That's not a medical technique, but a spell. It just happens to cover most of the common injuries. Violent feeding is blood return, as if it really cures all diseases. However, when encountering various abnormal situations, it is more difficult than ordinary injuries. Miscellaneous diseases ~www.NovelMTL.com~ will have the strength to catch the blind immediately. But our'blood therapy' is different, it is a real medical technique. It can not only treat common injuries, but also prescribe the right medicine for difficult and complicated diseases. Even all kinds of difficult'abnormalities' The side status' is also within the scope of my business."

"Of course, I am not belittling traditional nurses, thinking that they are all rubbish. I just want to say that each has its own strengths.'Blood therapy' is also flawed. I need to use my own'blood' as a medium and at the cost of life. After all, the number of treatments is limited, far inferior to the group of'nanny', brainless grandma. But because of the prejudice of mortals, bloodletting and blood transfusion are slandered as witchcraft, I am the most angry!"

"They don't understand that what the nurse can save, our blood therapy can save; what the nurse can't save, we can save the blood therapy! Blood therapy can save the world! Your captain was bitten by a werewolf fangs and suffered many kinds of The negative state erodes and spreads to a deeper level of life. How can a mere light or healing technique be able to save it? It's also considered luck that he runs into me, otherwise...huh!"

While waiting for the sacrifice, Brother Lang cut his wrists in front of two people to bleed, while rectifying the name of'blood therapy' and establishing the correct image of'sacrifice life and save death' for himself.

In the end, the corners of his mouth turned pale and his face was weak, but his voice was deafening and awe-inspiring to the listener.