"Take a knife?" Niu Tong had a good understanding ability. He endured the pain, gestured with his fingers on the surface of his injured leg, and asked in confusion and tentatively: "What do you mean is to cut this place?"

"Yes." Tianhao strictly adhered to the etiquette of superiors and inferiors, and seriously added psychological pressure to the other party: "Sir, your injury is already very serious. If you don't deal with it in time, you may have to cut off this leg to save your life."

"No! That's so serious?" Niu Tong was startled. Although he was young, he was not unaware. The world had already developed amputation surgery, and he didn't want to become a noble lame man now.

He fell off his horse and broke his leg. After three days, his subordinates spread the news of seeking medical treatment and sent an envoy to invite the great witch from other places. There were more than a dozen people who called themselves doctors. They had only two treatment methods. Apart from holding ceremonies to pray to the gods, they were just making some strange herbs into pottery jars to cook. The black soup smelled very pungent, and it tasted so hard to swallow when they were drinking it. Niu Tong was not unaware of the severity of the medicines. He patiently drank the medicines made by the doctors one by one, and felt that the stomach was full of bitter liquid, and he felt nausea... Finally, almost all the drinking in it was vomited out.

The young man standing in front of him was very special. He did not have the flattering appearance of other doctors who were attracted by the flames and tendencies. He knew the superiority and inferiority of the upper and lower levels, but he was neither humble nor arrogant. More importantly, his identity document had a circular badge dedicated to the witch.

The injured leg was hurting, urging Niu Tong to make up his mind. He no longer hesitated and asked seriously: "What do you need to do if you use the knife as you said?"

"Sir, you have to drink a bowl of medicine first..."

This sentence immediately stabbed Niu Tong's most nervous and fearful psychological contact. He suddenly screamed loudly like a cat with his tail stepped on: "What? Take medicine?"

"Anesthetic!" Tianhao stretched his voice heavily and explained patiently: "It will give you a good sleep. It hurts to directly apply the knife, and you won't be able to stand it."

After successfully hunting a large number of giant-horned deer using the valley terrain, Tianhao became a disciple publicly recognized by the old priest. The "black anesthetic" formula is one of the learning achievements during this period.

When the young man who stood beside Niu Tong had not spoken, his eyes lit up when he heard this, he nodded thoughtfully: "Since you know the configuration of anesthetics, you are indeed a disciple of the Witch God."

In this world, a lot of knowledge is in a state of monopoly and closed. Taking black anesthetic as an example, the formula has always been in the hands of wizards. Only those who are recognized by wizards and determined to be included in the scope of "Witchcraft" can teach relevant knowledge and skills.

Niu Tong was completely relieved.

He drank a bowl of black anesthetic prepared by Tianhao and fell asleep in bed.

This is the second time Tianhao has performed an operation on a patient. He is not as panicked as last time, and his movements are much more flexible than before. Niu Tong was naked, and Tianhao took a rag soaked in hot water from his servant and gently wiped the part that was about to be cut. The city lord has a noble status, so naturally the luxury of wine is indispensable at home. The only disadvantage is that the brewing is not good and the degree is too low. It can only be said to be better than nothing for disinfection.

When the knife was inserted into the flesh, black blood immediately oozed out. Tianhao did not exaggerate. Niu Tong's injuries were indeed serious. If he didn't move the knife, his leg would be useless.

He is not a professional orthopedic doctor, but he knows the basic direction and distribution of human bones. He removes broken bones bit by bit and moves the twisted and broken leg bones back to their original position... His movements are still so rude, which is absolutely terrible in the eyes of professional doctors. However, Tianhao has the final say on how to do it, and no one will question his behavior.

The young man stood by. He carefully observed Tianhao's every move with relish, watched him suturing the wound with the thread boiled in boiling water, and firmly fixed the injured leg with temporary splints. The effect of the black anesthetic can only be considered ordinary. Niu Tong was awakened by pain in his sleep. Fortunately, the operation was over. The young man and two servants pressed Niu Tong's shoulders tightly, and Tianhao accelerated the operation. A few minutes later, Niu Tong, who obviously felt that the pain was not so strong, no longer struggled. He looked pale and gasped, letting the servants carry themselves to another clean room, leaving only blood stains on the bed.

Tianhao and Tiankuang were arranged to rest in the room. But not long after entering the room, the servant came over to convey a message: The city lord invited you to have lunch together.

Young people have strong energy. Niu Tong has lived a miserable period of time. The city lord who controls tens of thousands of people was tortured by a group of inexplicable doctors and could not eat well and sleep. Everyone claims that their medicines are effective, and these medicines always have strange ways to use and mysterious reasons. Some medicine introductions are very special, and they need to be cooked together. Some medicine introductions are more deceptive and require sunflower water for the girl's first time. Some medicine prescriptions are deliberately difficult at first glance. It's winter now, but they just need rainfall in the early morning of the dog days. If it doesn't rain this year, you can only wait until next year.

Niu Tong wanted to pick up the axe and cut off the heads of these people one by one. But he couldn't do this. Regardless of the authenticity of the prescription, at least the doctors cannot offend it. It takes time to distinguish who is a good person and who is a liar. If you kill a real doctor because of your personal likes and dislikes, Niu Tong will feel deeply guilty.

The lunch was very rich. A table full of meat and pasta was placed on the table. The large bowl of stewed meat with bones, including pork and beef. The chicken soup was steamed in the clay pot, and the cooked liver was cooled and sliced. There was a pinch of salt next to it, which was specially used to dip.

The pasta is relatively rough, and the quality is no different from the pancakes and steamed buns that Tianhao had eaten in a hotel before. It is mixed with a lot of gluten, and the surface of the steamed buns has many small pieces of hard bulges. It feels rough when eaten in the mouth, but it is definitely not small stones or gravel.

Between these large pots of food, there were a few coarse porcelain dishes. The vegetables were filled with yellow color and there was no green that should be seen. Tianhao picked up a chopstick and tasted it, and found that they were dried vegetables soaked in water, probably in the inventory after drying in autumn.

These foods are not delicious. Both the broth and the stew have a strong or light fishy smell. Tianhao reached out to grab an egg and gently tapped the shell on the table. This is one of his favorite foods and the most attractive thing to him on the table.

The thick and thick Niu Tong belongs to the type that is not very etiquette. He sat on a stool without a backrest, and there was a long wooden bench next to it, which was used to place his left leg fixed by a plywood. The sitting posture of one leg on the ground was a bit awkward. He picked up the wine bowl, toasted the young man and Tianhao, and laughed happily: "Come on, come on, come on, drink! Let's drink together!"

The wine is very turbid and has a bit sour taste. The fermentation process of this thing is obviously very backward, with a very low degree. There is even a faint smell of rice slurry when you drink it in your mouth.

Tianhao put down the wine bowl in his hand, bowed to Niu Tong with a smile, and said seriously: "Sir, your injury needs to be rested, and you also need to pay attention to your diet. It is best not to drink alcohol during this period."

Niu Tong was stunned.

The young man opposite the dining table was a little curious: "Why, drinking has an impact on the changes in the injury?"

Before Tianhao could speak, he smiled and said, "My name is Wu Yuan."

This name had a special effect in Tianhao's mind. He frowned slightly, feeling that he must have heard of the name somewhere. After thinking for a few seconds, Tianhao left his seat, stood up, and saluted respectfully at Wu Yuan.

"I've seen Lord Great Witch."

The old priest Wuxing mentioned to him more than once the person "Wuyuan". The "Witcher" is a profession that specializes in communicating with gods. Starting from the lowest-level villages, there are ordinary priests. When you arrive in larger cities, there are wizards with higher levels. On the rise, there are "Great Witches" with higher status.

Wuyuan is the great witch of the Leiniu tribe, and is also the highest witch who manages hundreds of thousands of Thunder Niu tribe barbarians and all the wizards and priests in the villages.

Above the great witches, there are national teachers who are exclusive to the great clans. For example, the "ox" tribe that controls the Lei Niu, the ferocious bull, the wild bull, and other tribes. Under the noble cattle king, they are national teachers who command the great witches of each tribe.

Are there any gods in this world?

In Tianhao's opinion, the answer to this question should be no. But one thing is certain: the witch performers are definitely representative of the cultural class of the northern barbarian social system. They master knowledge far higher than ordinary people and attribute many behaviors to the category of "communication with gods".

His first impression of Wu Yuan was very good: he had no airs and a humble attitude. If Tianhao had not learned from the old priest about the witch-wizarding system of the northern barbarians, he would never have thought that he would be the great witch of the Leiniu tribe.

"Don't be so polite, sit down and say." Wu Yuan smiled and waved his hand: "A Tong and I are friends. I have no choice but to be injured this time. Speaking of which, you have helped me a lot."

Tianhao returned to the chair and sat down. The etiquette he should have is indispensable, and his attitude of neither humble nor arrogant would be despised. The atmosphere on the dining table became hot again, and the three of them simply abandoned the polite title and brought them closer together.

Niu Tong moved the wine bowl a little further to the side, with a curious expression on her face: "Ahao, why didn't you let me drink just now?"
Chapter completed!