Chapter 1129

Ninety nine silver needles, when the last one sank into Niu Jianhu's body, the blood slowly stopped at the wound on the right leg visible to the naked eye.

But at the moment when the blood stopped flowing, the calf of the naked eye swelled.

Zhang Feng frowned slightly, but at this time, as long as he didn't bleed, he would swell up a little, which is better than dying of blood. It's also a very troublesome thing to clean the wound of Niu Jianhu with alcohol.

Alcohol can be irritating.

If the boy wakes up in pain and doesn't hold on in one, there will be a big problem.

After thinking about it, Zhang Feng decided to clean up bit by bit with a small cotton ball. This cleaning was more than an hour. After cleaning up, Zhang Feng took the gauze soaked in alcohol and roughly bandaged him to avoid wound infection.

Then Zhang Feng drove everyone out of the camp, took Yuchi Gong and Sun Simiao to the gate of the camp and squatted in a corner. Zhang Feng thought while smoking.

Sun Simiao also wondered what Zhang Feng was going to do, and hurriedly asked, "boy, why are you squatting here?"

Zhang Feng didn't speak, but thought about something quietly. Sun Simiao didn't bother Zhang Feng and sat there with him.

A moment later, Zhang Feng threw away his cigarette and asked, "old cow, can you have a lamb or calf in your army?"

Although Zhang Feng didn't know how Lao Yu got into the barracks.

Yuchi Gong nodded heavily and asked suspiciously, "there are cattle and sheep, even ponies and calves, and mules. What do you want these things to do?"

Although he wanted to ask Zhang Feng when he started saving people, he didn't dare to ask!

Zhang Feng was too lazy to explain. He just waved his hand and urged him to prepare quickly: "you may know this later. As long as you go to find me a sheep first, it's better to be the one with a broken leg recently."

Yuchi Gong seems to understand something. There are no broken legs in the army, but there will be one soon.

As soon as Yuchi Gong left, Sun Simiao suddenly said, "don't tell me this is your first time?"

Zhang Feng nodded silently: "you also see that although you know a lot, you only know a little about a lot of things, especially in military medicine, you have to operate it. Although you can speak a lot, I really can't do that if you really let me fuck."

Sun Simiao is speechless. Does this boy really treat people as dead horses and live horse doctors?

But at this time, he also knew that even if he came, Niu Jianhu's leg was hurt like that, he couldn't help it. The boy should be sure to say so. After all, the boy never did that kind of uncertain thing, and he had a very good relationship with Niu JINDA. If Niu Jianhu broke in his hand, I'm afraid the boy will live in guilt all his life.

A moment later, Yuchi Gong found two young generals, carried a mule whose leg had just broken, came forward and asked, "Feng Zi, do you think this is OK?"

Zhang Feng looked at the tied mule, and then looked at the mule's legs. Why didn't he understand? It was just broken by the boy!

But this is not the time to blame Yuchi Gong, and the people in Datang are fierce. If a mule can be used for a person's life, it is estimated that there will be no mule or even a donkey in Datang.

After everything was ready, Zhang Feng tore off several threads thinner than his hair from the gauze bit by bit, but when he pulled, he was not willful. Zhang Feng was in a moment of distress and was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks. However, the next moment, Zhao Feng couldn't wash Yuchi Gong's hair and couldn't help but have a plan.

"Older than?"

"What are you doing?"

"May I see you for some hair?"

“……”

Yuchi Gong didn't know what the boy was doing, but he pulled a little hair from his head, gave it to Zhang Feng, opened his mouth, wanted to ask something, but sighed heavily, didn't look here, and left here quickly.

As soon as he left, Zhang Feng was in a difficult position. Originally, he wanted the two big soldiers to change the mule, but now, he and Sun Simiao had to drag the broken leg mule alone and find a quiet place. In the same way, after scraping all the hair on the mule's legs, he detoxified it with alcohol, but the mule was tossed and snorted a few times, But before waiting for his reaction, a young general smashed his fist on the mule's face, and the mule fainted again.

The young general smiled and motioned Zhang Feng to continue, but Sun Simiao also stared at Zhang Feng tightly. At this time, he was surprised to see Zhang Feng like this and asked, "what the hell are you doing?"