At night, after watching TV with his family, Wang Han walked into the room silently.

"Is this kid...had he been hit?"

Looking at Wang Han who walked into the room silently, Wang Han's parents couldn't help but show their worried eyes.

It’s really a very unusual thing today. This child usually runs out to play on Saturdays. Not only did he not go out for an abnormal day, but he also kept doing strange exercises during the day, from morning to night, and he has been in a bad mood.

"Let her sister go and ask!" Wang Han's father said.

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Let’s not mention Wang Han’s parents’ worries for the time being.

On the other hand, after Wang Han entered the room, he recalled the plot of the movie Huang Feihong in his mind. The method of traveling through time is very simple. You only need to have a strong will in your heart to travel through time. Since you awaken the plug-in, the plug-in is like an instinct engraved into Wang Han's life. It is naturally easy to travel through time.

The next moment, time stopped, and the space around Wang Han was instantly distorted, and finally shrank into an origin and disappeared.

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In the Baozhi Forest, Huang Feihong, who received the news, had already rushed back. At this time, he was anxious.

When he entered the yard, Huang Feihong saw the Shahe Gang people lying in the yard with a wailing voice. With his kung fu and medical skills, he could tell at a glance that these people either broke their hands or their feet, and some of them had big stomachs as big as drums and their expressions were painful. Obviously, these people's intestines were broken.

In addition, there were seven or eight corpses covered with white cloth on the ground. At this time, Huang Feihong's heart had completely sunk to the bottom of the valley. The matter was much more serious than what the militia members came to tell him.

"Go and get a silver needle and a thin knife, and then take a basin of hot water. Come that jar of strong wine, come quickly."

Seeing the situation in the hospital, Huang Feihong didn't even have time to ask about the specific situation. He took the lead in ordering the militia soldiers who were taking care of the injured to get tools for the treatment. Huang Feihong squatted in front of a wounded man with a big belly, and looked carefully at the bruises on the injured man's stomach. His eyebrows were tightly frowned.

"Master Huang, save me!"

When the injured man saw Huang Feihong, he immediately grabbed Huang Feihong's clothes with both hands, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, begging in pain. He knew that only Huang Feihong had this medical skill to save him, otherwise he would undoubtedly die.

"Master, the thing is brought."

Soon, Zhu Ruorong ran over with a medical box. Liang Kuan held a basin of warm water behind him, and a militia soldier carrying a jar of spirits and several bowls.

After taking the medicine box, Huang Feihong first took out a small bottle from it, poured out two cents of yellow powder and put it into the bowl, and then poured half a bowl of wine into the bowl. Then he fed the bowl to the mouth of the injured person and said, "Hurry up, drink it first."

Hearing this, the injured did not dare to hesitate at all. He immediately opened his mouth and asked Huang Feihong to feed him the wine mixed with yellow powder.

After drinking, the injured person felt his mouth numb and his body began to numb, and the pain suddenly became much easier.

"Come to get the stove, there are also stitching needles and deer skin thread."

After feeding the injured person with the wine mixed with the Anesthesia powder (Ma Fei Powder has been lost and is a similar medicine.), Huang Feihong did not dare to delay for half a second. He immediately took out a silver needle from the medicine box and quickly stabbed it on some of the injured person's acupoints. Suddenly, the injured person stopped wailing.

Huang Feihong was pricking some of his pussy holes.

After doing all this, Huang Feihong took out a white cloth from the medical box and put it on the ground under the injured person's belly. Then he took out a knife and first cut a five-centimeter-long hole in the bruise on the injured person's abdomen. Suddenly, a large amount of blood, filth and intestines flowed out of the wound.

(In ancient times, wars were often fought, and the Sui Dynasty had surgery to suture wounds and intestinal anastomosis. The biggest cause of the high mortality rate was infection.)

Looking at the wounded's intestines flowing out, Huang Feihong immediately reached out and picked up them up, carefully pulled out more of the injured's intestines. After finding the place where the intestines were broken, he took out some things from the medicine box.

Seeing Huang Feihong saving people, everyone watched quietly. Even the other injured were enduring the pain at this time, trying not to make a sound to avoid disturbing Huang Feihong.

Aunt Thirteen squatted beside Huang Feihong with a piece of white cloth, constantly helping Huang Feihong wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Huh!" After a long time of busyness, Huang Feihong took a breath after stitching the wounded cut on the injured person's stomach.

"Master, water!"

Yachasu gave a bowl of water to Huang Feihong.

Huang Feihong did not use his blood-stained hands to feed him, but asked Yacha Su to feed him. After drinking the water in two mouthfuls, Huang Feihong quickly came to another injured person with a big belly, repeating the previous operation, cutting the bruises on the injured person's stomach, because the bruises were the injured place, closest to the position where the intestine was broken.

The people from the yamen also came, led by the new admiral. However, seeing that Huang Feihong was saving people, he did not disturb him for the time being, but surrounded Bao Zhilin. Seeing Huang Feihong saving people, the admiral and the officers admired Huang Feihong very much.

He was busy until the evening and cured all the injured with enlarged abdomen, Huang Feihong breathed a sigh of relief. He ordered the militia: "Remember, without my permission, they can only drink water porridge and not drink too much at once. The rest is left to fate."

“Yes, Master.”

Hearing this, the militia people responded in a low voice.

"Master Huang, since the injured have been almost treated, it is time to cooperate with the yamen's investigation."

The admiral walked up to Huang Feihong and said.

"Admiral, please wait a moment." Hearing this, Huang Feihong said with fists to the Admiral. Then he asked Zhu Rong seriously: "Ah Rong, who is so cruel to attack? Tell me and the Admiral all the things."

"Yes, Master." Hearing this, Zhu Ruorong quickly agreed and quickly talked about the whole story.

However, when I heard Zhu Rurong’s words, whether it was Huang Feihong or the Admiral’s first reaction, they didn’t believe it.

Not to mention that a thin and half-aged boy could not have such great skills, even Huang Feihong himself realized that he would never be able to move like the child mentioned by Zhu Rong, and he would instantly have three feet, punched like a mountain of Tai, and his strength would be a thousand pounds.

However, with the same words of the injured, even when the yamen received the report, the reporters said the same words. The two had to believe it for the time being.

"The skill of hurting others is very strong." Finally, Huang Feihong had to say this.

Afterwards, things became much simpler. The admiral ordered all participants to be detained, and several doctors, Lai Bao, Zhilin, were recruited to assist Huang Feihong in taking care of the wounded. At the same time, someone painted a portrait of Wang Han, and asked the whole city to search for Wang Han and his accomplices.
Chapter completed!