Chapter 1081: Painful enough to twitch

Chapter 1081: Painful enough to twitch

Chapter 1081 Pain to the point of twitching

"The little one is carrying it on his back." Si'an patted the baggage on his back and told Qin Sanlang what Gu Jinli told him.

After hearing this, Qin Sanlang led Si'an out of the stronghold, pointed at the injured soldiers lying or prone and said: "Zhang Zhong, untie all their bandaged wounds and let them apply this new concoction on them." Then bandage it.

To be honest, the wounded soldiers had a little pain on their faces when they heard this.

Your Excellency, we managed to endure the pain and bandaged the wound, but you want us to untie it and bandage it again. Do you think the pain is not enough?

But Qin Sanlang's reputation for toughness resounded throughout the entire Fucheng garrison camp. These soldiers had done winter training, summer training, and night training with him. They both admired and feared him. They didn't dare to resist at all. They all endured the pain obediently. Unwrap the bandaged cloth and wait for the alcohol to be applied.

Si'an happily took out the alcohol and gave it to Zhang Zhong and the others, explaining: "This thing is very precious. We don't make much, so you don't need to pour too much. Just absorb the alcohol with cotton cloth and wipe the wound. "

But even so, when the cotton cloth soaked in alcohol was wiped on the wounds, the injured soldiers still screamed in pain.

Qin Sanlang said coldly: "What's your name? Are you girls? You guys can't even bear this little pain, you losers."

Injured soldiers:

They are trash, they admit it, it hurts too much, what on earth is this?

Some soldiers asked this question despite Qin Sanlang's terrifying pressure.

Si'an said: "It is a new medicine. After applying this concoction, it can reduce the inflammation and ulceration of the wound, so that you will not get high fever due to the injury."

After hearing this, the soldiers were quite satisfied.

If this concoction really has this effect, then it won't be a big deal if they feel pain once. People who suffer from sword injuries are most likely to develop high fever. Once high fever occurs, people may not be able to survive.

Master, my little boss also brought you other gold-creating medicines. Sian said to Qin Sanlang.

Zhong Yu is a shameless person. He just did something wrong and was beaten by Qin Sanlang. He didn't want to be looked down upon by Qin Sanlang again.

Liu Tong frowned and said in embarrassment: "General Qi, this stuff hurts a little when applied to the wound. You'd better just rub it on. You won't be able to bear it directly."

When Zhong Yu heard this, his face turned cold. He felt that he had been underestimated. He grabbed the alcohol bottle, made a splash, and poured all the alcohol on the wound on his arm.

Then, he

"ah-!"

A shrill scream broke through the sky. Zhong Yu slammed his arm in pain and kept spinning in circles. His face turned white with pain, and he almost died from the pain on the spot.

Qin Sanlang came holding his grilled fish and walked from a short distance away. After taking a look at Zhong Yu who was twitching in pain, he said: "Five hundred taels, compensation."

Zhong Yu was not stupid, so he naturally understood. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his arm, raised his head and glared at Qin Sanlang: "A bottle of painful medicine costs five hundred taels. You are more ruthless than a bandit!"

Qin Sanlang's eyes were slightly cold: "The time and energy required to make a new medicine are unimaginable for people like you. The pot of alcohol you poured out could have saved at least a hundred soldiers in the northwest where there is a shortage of medicine. Lives. Do you think the lives of a hundred soldiers are not worth five hundred taels of silver? Or do you think my wifes medicine is not worth this price?"

The second half of the sentence was filled with murderous intent, and Zhong Yu felt a chill in his body. If he dared to say that the new medicine made by Qin Sanlang's wife was not valuable, he would probably be stabbed again by Qin Sanlang.

But if he says that the lives of a hundred soldiers are not worth 500 taels, he will lose the hearts of the people. Not to mention the people in the camp, even the soldiers under his banner will complain about him.

He is indeed a sinister thief, and everything he says is a trap!

Zhong Yu had no choice but to give money, but he took out a thousand-tael silver note and wanted to throw it to Qin Sanlang, but as soon as he raised his arm and before the banknote was thrown out, he saw a white light in Qin Sanlang's sleeve. In a flash...it was the short sword hidden in Qin Sanlang's sleeve!

Zhong Yu was horrified. He took back his throwing gesture, held back his anger, and handed the banknote to Qin Sanlang.

Qin Sanlang glanced at the banknote, did not take it, and said: "Both hands."

Didnt your parents teach you at home that you dont understand any etiquette?