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Kublai Khan had already begun to attack the city, and the four gates of Xiangyang were closed and no entry or exit was allowed.

But this could not stop Qi Ji and Huang Wei. Taking advantage of the darkness, the two entered over the wall and merged into the hundreds of thousands of Xiangyang soldiers and civilians.

Qi Ji has been to Xiangyang more than once. Although I can't know the city well, I am still familiar with some places. I found a secluded temple in my car.

The temple in the city is not very big. It used to be the family temple of an official family. Later, the family fell into decline, and the temple declined. Due to the invasion of Mongolia to the south in recent years and the continuous Xiangyang War, the small temple has declined more and more and became a beggar shelter. A place for wind and rain.

At this time, the gang of beggars were helping Guo Jing resist the Mongolian attack. Naturally, there was no one here, and the two of Qi Ji also settled here.

Huang Wei felt even more dissatisfied, and the direct manifestation was listlessness.

Even before he became a Samsara, he had suffered so much, especially in terms of eating. The daily gruel and whole grains made him miss the days at the foot of Huashan.

At that time, although he could only guess at the bottom of the mountain, when the guy was no longer, he was free and he could eat whatever he wanted.

At that time, I didn't see that this guy had any opinions about the food he prepared carefully. How to leave, it became such a virtue.

The good name is that what kind of person does what, what kind of food to eat, so that he can't eat enough and sleep well every day.

Even the things hidden in the ring of space, he once secretly took out and took a bite, but when he saw it with menacing eyes, he threw it away quickly.

With the look that looked down like an ant, he never wanted to experience it a second time, otherwise, he wasn't sure what the consequences would be.

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After dawn the next day, the full-fed Mongolian army came to attack the city again. This repeated that there were countless wounded in Xiangyang City and insufficient doctors. Many people had to carry it by themselves.

"Little Taoist, do you know medical skills?" Qi Ji took Huang Wei around the city, and the horror of the whole city came into view.

"Understand a little, monk, what are you going to do?" Huang Wei had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Since you understand medical skills, let's start saving people." Qi Ji said, "Save one's life and win the seventh level of the Buddha. My Buddha is compassionate."

With that said, Qi Ji walked to the injured on the street.

In this era, there is no complete logistical medical security system, and there is not so much human and material resources to do this kind of thing. Many people are injured and come down from the city wall and take a trip on the street. No one cares.

After the war, people will come if they have enough energy, and they will ask for more blessings if they don't have enough energy.

Especially those warriors who are not in the military establishment, let alone medical conditions.If you have friends or fellows, you can still come and find them and bring them for treatment, otherwise... Haha.

One monk together, without any medicinal materials, fortunately, it only treats some traumas.

Tap acupuncture points to stop bleeding, clean up the flow arrow, set bones and bandage... the two of them cooperated quickly.

The only problem is that it is too difficult to find a clean cloth to wrap the wound.

He wanted to use clean medical gauze, but unfortunately not.

But even so, just tore some clean clothes temporarily from the wounded to make a cable tie, the efficiency of the two of them is amazing.By the time it got dark and the war ended, hundreds of people had been treated by them.

Of course, just a little treatment, no medicine, no disinfection, whether it can survive, it depends on their own.

Of course, the survival rate is much better than no one.

Even after Guo Jing returned to the mansion, he learned of the existence of the two and came to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for the two sergeants who treated the wounded. Guo is grateful." When Guo Jing arrived, he immediately noticed Huang Wei's skill. He was a little surprised and expressed his gratitude.

He was accustomed to seeing the army fighting, knowing that many people died because they did not receive timely treatment.

He voluntarily came to guard Xiangyang City and asked a group of heroes to help with his prestige, but he couldn't help the injured. The appearance of the two strangers made him feel much better.

"Guo Daxia is serious, the little monk can only do what he can." Qi Ji's face was bloodstained, "Unfortunately, there are only two little monks who can't do better."

"If the master needs it, Mr. Guo will order people to prepare." Guo Jing asked.

"Clean water, clean cloths, stoves, daggers, spirits, wooden boards, if Guo Daxia can arrange, the little monk will be more sure of saving people." Qi Ji said, "If there are medicines for wounds, then even better."

Stoves, daggers, and spirits are used for disinfection, clean water is used to wash wounds, cloth is used for bandaging, wooden boards are for people who have broken bones, not to mention wound medicine.

That's probably all he can ask for, especially medicine for wounds, which is not necessarily there. After the battle, there were too many wounded in Xiangyang City.

Of course, these can't be perfect, but the world of martial arts has a wonderful internal force. Even if it can't eliminate all germs, the anti-primary resistance will pass.

If you can't resist it, forget it.

"Master, don't worry, Mr. Guo will make arrangements." Guo Jing naturally knows what's difficult, "try to get it for the master."

Before leaving, he looked at Huang Wei, who was also bloodstained, and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't tell.

He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but finally left.

When he left, Huang Wei cursed in a low voice.

He knew Guo Jing. A few years ago, he brought a group of Quanzhen disciples to the Tiangang Beidou Formation and was overthrown by Guo Jing alone.Now that the news of his betrayal of Quanzhen Sect has spread, he naturally does not want to recognize Guo Jing at this time.

Fortunately, he is easily tolerated at the moment.

Qi Ji also knows what Guo Jing wants to say. It's nothing more than seeing Huang Wei's martial arts power and wanting him to help defend the city.Fortunately, he didn't speak, otherwise Huang Wei didn't know how to react.

I suppressed this guy so hard, I don't know what this guy will do after I don't care!

The next day, Guo Jing sent more than a dozen people who were not too young to bring their things. As expected, there were a lot of other things, but only a few medicines.

Qi Ji didn't say anything. They didn't return to the temple last night, they rested in a military camp under the city wall for one night, and they began to heal again at dawn.

On this day, Yang Guo returned to Xiangyang City, preparing to assassinate Guo Jing.Qi Ji was still busy treating the wounded sergeant, regardless of those "little things".

In the next few days, another good show was staged, and finally Guo Jing went out and returned with serious injuries.After that, Huo Du came to write down the war, and the Golden Wheel Fa King and other Mongolian masters came to Xiangyang City to find fault. Guo Jing was seriously injured and unable to fight again, but Yang Guo had to block it.

But at this time, Guo Xiang was born, and several people competed, but Li Mochou finally took the baby and left the city. Yang Guo and King Jinlun chased him away, which saved the battle in Xiangyang.

It was night, but Qi Ji was not busy anymore, and Huang Wei left the residence that Guo Jing had prepared, and came to the corner of Guo Mansion to see the endless excitement from a distance.