My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 081

After cleaning

PS: Three more today to compensate everyone, no explanation.

“You'll be all right! You're gonna be okay!” Even Kaylar, bloodstained with sticky blood clots in his hair, but not at this point in time when he cared about these things, it was hard to imagine the killing power caused by the 300 cavalry units in the district, who completely broke up Kaylar's formation and divided it into teams for the next kill, often wielding a long sword in one stroke in order to maintain high mobility.

This blow may not be lethal, but it causes far more pain than the pain of being chopped to death, which is in medical terms: residual pain.

They split the squad to maximize the killing and spread chaos, with at least a thousand seriously injured, not only trampled fractures, knocked down by horses, stab wounds from knights' guns, cuts from knights' swords, etc.

So Kerall needs to deal with the wounds... a lot!

His disciples' medical team finally came to Kerall, and Kerall didn't lift his head. The assignment was: "Bailey, you divide into six men, one team, and then you start rescuing our fighters in pairs. Remember what I teach you to do, keep your minds open. Go. Bailey, Emily, you two stay here and help me. ”

Of course, Kerall knew what the hell would happen to this group of beginners of medicine, who had never even seen blood, when they first faced a screaming battlefield, intestines, guts, amputated blood, but he didn't have time to give them psychiatric counseling, and now he can save one more person every time he accelerates, and one more is one!

Bailey and Emily were both around twenty years old and had not yet qualified as doctors, but it was more than enough as nurses as deputies, and both of their relatives had been killed by the enemy in Ira, who had seen tragic experiences where their psychological condition was clearly better than that of ordinary students.

“Needle!” Kerall has less than half the magic, and now he encounters a serious wound with a large mouth and gut gut coming out of his belly. No one frowns and uses healing magic. He only uses magic if he encounters an incurable internal wound and a wound that can kill him instantly.

After picking up a needle in the fishbowel, Kerall pressed the other person's body and stabbed the skin tissue in the other person's wound.

Kerall kept pressing the wound with a linen cloth in the hope of slowing the bleeding down, and the wound would then be carefully stitched with a needle worn by the fishbowl.

Fish bowel is the best suture in a world that lacks medicine and basic materials, and of course, one of the bad things about fish bowel is that it creates a big scar if it merges with the skin.

Saving your life is more important than anything for a soldier. How can that be said: Scar is proof of a man, so he's a big husband!

Fixed this guy's big belly wound. Kerall patted him afraid he'd show a smile to reassure him and walk fast to the next wound and illness.

"Stretcher! Register all the bull carriages in the city for expropriation! Bring all the healed wounded to the square immediately! ”

Other uninjured fighters walked toward the city. This is their comrade, watching the comrades cry their hearts in pain as if they had been caught and lifted up. Many people raised their heads and thankfully looked at the white figure kneeling in front of an injured soldier. That is their master, their adult, their sage, like nobility, the sage who has always been high. Adults or perhaps even plain nearby people pretending to be like those of great nobility...

But they are convinced that the wise man is definitely not as numb as the great nobles, and that it is their honor to redeem him with this white robe that Ken dirty himself cherishes…

Efficient, this is their comrade! They fought side by side with each other! Life's four biggest irons: carrying guns, crossing windows, prostituting, getting dirty, carrying guns as the first iron, they've been better kisses than brothers!

Speed is efficiency. Soon all the carts were pulled over, and many of the soldiers who were stitched together and could not move were stretched up and sent to the carriage.

The whole Red Leaf Ridge is like a huge nest of ants, and from the sky it looks like countless workers are transporting back and forth, and of course, they're not transporting food, they're their own companions, brother!

“Don't press the blood vessels with your hands over there! It'll squeeze the blood out! Didn't you hear that when I taught you? Tie your hands with a cloth strip!” Keiral's eyes screamed loudly when he saw his disciples from that group of soldiers not far away.

The soldier's thigh was pierced by a knight's gun, and the little girl who pulled out the knight's gun was overwhelmed with her leg, and then pressed her blood vessels with her hand, but for more and more reasons due to the aorta... both girls were about to cry.

When I heard Kerall's words, I found two girls with the same heart bone, one tearing a long cloth and the other pressing the wound, and although the blood was still flowing, it didn't gush like a fountain.

Blood slowly stopped... but the pale warrior's breathing slowly weakened.

Too much blood to die of...

Cause of death: Initial school error.

Lower your head gently, Kerall is not going to pay for anyone, nor is he going to save him, learn to pay for life, take responsibility for life. Girls, when you stop looking at life in your hands as important as a piece of art, you will become masters...

Or a killer.

Rescue was carried out in an orderly manner, seriously injuring more than 500 people and killing more than 200… most of them due to the mistakes of the newcomers.

As if they had lost their souls, the cries of the hissing deceased were so harsh that they roared out of the city like defeated fighters and returned to the manor. Even if they ate, there was absolutely nothing to feel, just mechanical eating.

numbness.

“All right, girls.” Kerall came back for lunch, looked at the numbness, and suddenly they felt it was necessary to do what the teacher was supposed to do: “Cheer up, we just saved 500 people, there are many soldiers, they get fever, they get inflamed, they wait for a series of traumas... aren't you going to save them? We're doctors! A doctor who saves lives and regenerates people! Do you want to continue to possess a qualification certificate that kills people like a cop?” Kerall's voice sounds like a bell, deterring the mind.