The wound caused by a crossbow is a penetration injury. Unlike the bullets, there is no burning of gunpowder in the muscle tear and penetration, only rolled flesh. It is a very difficult process to deal with penetration injuries. In the absence of medical conditions, due to the causes of infection and backward disinfection methods, the situation will usually only get worse and worse.

But Gu Zheng still wanted to give it a try.

He sat naked on a hillside with a sunny back, facing two empty rails, holding the crossbow arrows on his shoulders and took a few deep breaths of cold air.

"O God! Your kind heart is merciful to the world, and keeps pain away from the body of the mortals. In my name, I pray to you, and do not let me faint!"

Gu Zheng gritted his teeth and finished his prayer, pressed his palm against the tail of the crossbow arrow, and pushed it into the wound with force.

With a "puff", I obviously felt the arrow rushing out from behind, and a stream of red blood flowed along his chest to his waist and abdomen.

Gu Zheng grinned and couldn't resist the severe pain. "Ah" screamed, "Did you plan it? Grass!"

It felt like he was stabbing a stick in the wound. Half of his body was numb from the pain, his whole body was trembling, and he felt like an eight-pound hammer in his mind, "dang, dang" and knocked hard. Before the pain had passed, the dizziness surged up. Gu Zheng shook his head to keep himself awake.

He has only taken one step now, and another step is to pull out the crossbow arrow from behind.

He looked back at the arrow with his flesh and tried several times, but because of his posture, he couldn't use any strength and could easily pull and tear the wound further.

He didn't have much courage to make himself too embarrassed, and his hands were trembling. There was no way, so Gu Zheng had to tear off a piece of bandage, tied one end to an arrow, and tied the other to a tree pole.

This action took a lot of time and effort, but at least it provided him with a more scientific method. He bit a piece of branch in his mouth, took his legs apart, and stomped his lunge. Then, he took a deep breath to stabilize his beating heart, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.

The tree poles behind him were shaking, but the force of rushing forward disappeared instantly with the pain on his shoulders. The crossbow arrow was pulled out of his body, and Gu Zheng staggered and fell on the grass.

"Heavenly killed! Bastard!" Gu Zheng lay there and beat the ground hard, and he would never want to hit another arrow in his life.

But this is actually not too difficult, and the more difficult ones are still to come.

The gun Tong strip was soaked in alcohol for almost half an hour, but when it was taken out, it still had a strong smell of alcohol.

Because of the muscle contraction, the wound that pulled out the crossbow arrow seemed to heal one, but he had to wrap a layer of alcohol-soaked bandage on the gun's crossbar...

He had to insert this strip back into the wound so that it could be disinfected.

This time I really used a stick to pound it hard...

When Gu Zheng thought that this might be a hundred times more painful than before, he couldn't help covering his face. He was afraid that he would really faint, so he held the Tongbian in one hand and inserted the dagger into the ground with the other. He washed the outside of the wound with alcohol in advance, and now he just needed to stab the Tongbian in hard.

Yes, he stabbed it hard, before his muscles didn't react, but he might be a little nervous and didn't stab it in the first time because the muscles contracted very hard and his hands were not in charge. This is the body's self-protection consciousness.

The second time, Gu Zheng pointed at the wound, looked at Lan Tian, ​​and wrapped his hands in a tree pole that was not thick beside him.

"Come on!" he told himself.

Then he suddenly used force to shorten the distance between himself and the tree pole to zero in an instant.

One of the guns was placed on the trunk of a tree, and the other end was hit into the wound with a "splash".

This time Gu Zheng didn't shout.

Because people cannot shout out loud under severe pain. If they can shout out, it only proves that you are not in pain at all.

But cold sweat instantly covered Gu Zheng's whole body, his forehead, back, and chest.

One beads of sweat the size of beans slid down the bullying muscles, and finally formed a series of sweat, mixed with blood.

Gu Zheng bit a piece of the branch in his mouth tightly, but that was useless at all. The branches turned into spicy strips, and they broke into a mouth in two "cracks". Tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, rolled down one by one, and fell into his open mouth.

This is a very difficult feeling, and the whole body is twitching. The legs are not strong enough, and they will fall down at any time when they step on the ground with softness.

Gu Zheng didn't give himself a chance to breathe. He held the end of the gun, pulled it out slowly, leaving the bandage inside. The sound of "dang, dang, dang" in his head became louder and louder. It should be that the eight-pound hammer had been replaced with a twelve-pound hammer, which was heavier than the knock.

Gu Zheng felt that he should be unable to hold on. He used all his strength to pull out the bandage. The only thing left in the wound was medical alcohol. Compared to the pain of stabbing the wound, the pain caused by alcohol to touch the wound can only be regarded as drizzle. The deep part of the wound was also hot and hot because of alcohol.

Gu Zheng took a few deep breaths, then took out a bullet, removed the bullet, poured the gunpowder on both ends of the wound in chaos, and finally took a lighter and a little fire. With a "swish", the flame rushed directly from the wound to the other side of the wound. A thick smoke rose up, and the smell of burnt barbecue penetrated his nose.

This is better than hemostatic powder.

Gu Zheng pressed his head, which was getting dizzy and applied waterproof medical tape to the wound, then wrapped it around with a bandage, and lay on the ground without even finishing the last knot.

It's simply a torture of inhumanity.

He looked at the rising sun, his head emerged from the hill behind him, and the sunlight shone on his body covered in sweat, warm. The dizziness in his mind splashed in waves, and the ripples towards the lake surface spread out. Gu Zheng could no longer hold on, and closed his eyes and fainted.

He is too tired.

I was so tired that I had no ability to resist.

The ant climbed up on his body, looking for nutrients to eat in the blood on his belly and chest. The breeze gently blew past his hair, taking away the less calories itself.
Chapter completed!