Chapter 4367

Right here, a bearded captain stopped the quartermaster.

"Sir, please give us some healing medicine, he is dying." The captain begged bitterly.

Behind the captain, lay a wounded soldier.

One of the wounded soldier's legs was broken, one eye was blind, and there was a long wound from the shoulder to the waist, and the bone was deep.

The wound has been wrapped with bandages, but the wounded soldier has shed so much blood that the bandages outside are all red.

If there is no medicinal herb treatment, he is likely to die.

"Isn't he still dead?" The quartermaster looked up and down the wounded soldier and said coldly.

The captain's expression changed, and he hurriedly pleaded, "Sir, this brother of ours charged forward but was at the forefront. He is the only person alive in the death camp, and he only needs a small healing pill."

For the life of his brother, the school captain had to pull his face down and begged bitterly.

"He rushed to the front, what does it have to do with me? Everyone is coming to ask for medicine, so can I still do it as a military suppler?"

The quartermaster pinched his waist and said angrily: "He won't be able to bear it, so don't come to be a soldier if he is hypocritical."

The captain quickly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, my lord, but my brother is really dangerous. All we have are the cultivation base pills, and there is a lack of healing medicine. Please have mercy on us."

"Go away, go away, this officer has no time to deal with you."

The quartermaster directly sent someone to push away the captain in front of him.

"Alas! Look, he's dying!"

At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed.

The rest of the people turned their gazes over, only to see that the injured person's only eye was wide open, his whole body began to twitch violently, his mouth opened and closed, and he breathed hard.

This is already a performance of checkmate.

The captain of the school was anxious, turned his head and knelt on the ground with a thud: "Sir, if there is no medicine pill, he will really die!"

The rest of the soldiers also came over and pleaded for mercy.

But I didn't expect the quartermaster to see everyone coming, and suddenly screamed: "Why, you want to mutiny because of the number of people? Can't the military law control you!"

Immediately, fear appeared on the faces of others, many of whom did not want to be charged with violating military law.

"How precious is the medicine pill, it's all to save those generals and nobles, don't think about it, you bastards."

The quartermaster saw the soldiers retreat with a smug look on his face, and glanced at the wounded soldier again: "He lost a leg, he is destined to be a waste, and it would be a waste to save him with an elixir."

All the soldiers around were heartbroken.

It turned out that once they were injured, in the eyes of those nobles, they would only become useless.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind the captain and directly helped him up.

"The man has gold under his knees, why should he kneel on him?" Lu Yu said lightly.

After speaking, Lu Yu took out an elixir, dissolved it in the air, and then shot it into the wounded soldier's body.

A strong medicinal power burst out from the wounded soldier's body, forming a phantom image of the screaming phoenix above the sky.

The rolling medicinal force penetrated into the meridians of the whole body, and the broken leg bone of the wounded soldier was lingering with rich blood energy, and a white bone re-condensed at the broken wound.

After a few breaths, the wounded soldier grew a thigh again.

Immediately afterwards, the wounded soldier's other eye also grew out of thin air, almost the same as before.

The wounded soldier suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and full of energy.

It was as if he had never been hurt.