Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

"77, please count, how many people are there in total?"

"There are 883 hosts in total. Including those who were slightly injured, there are about one thousand and one two. In addition, there are 136 injured people in our team, and fourteen people died in the riverbank battle."

As soon as these shocking figures were reported, Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but took a breath and said, "So many!"

She had tried her best to be considerate, but she didn't expect that more than ten people would die. Alas!

War is always cruel. In TV dramas, only the enemy dies, and there are no casualties among ourselves. They are both mortal bodies, and no one is nobler than the other. How can anyone not be stabbed in a melee?

The mighty team arrived at a tall, larger and spacious house.

The house here should have been a storage warehouse before. The middle is relatively empty. Some simple sheds were built with old coarse cloths and mattresses on the left and right walls. There were also many injured people lying inside, with brackets hanging out to dry at regular intervals.

There were many bloody clothes that had not been completely washed, and the busy figures were mostly women and half-grown children.

"team leader!"

"The captain is back."

Along the way, everyone greeted Yang Fan one after another. Seeing so many unfamiliar faces, everyone was curious, but did not come around. After all, everyone had a patient to take care of.

The dumb guy who lagged behind became the target of everyone's questioning, so he was stopped when he stepped through the door.

As soon as Chi Cuihua, who was disappointed, walked out of the door of the hut, he saw Yang Fan striding towards him.

She ran forward in small steps and shouted anxiously: "Coach Yang, Coach Yang, we don't have much polished rice. There are so many injured people all of a sudden. What will we do tomorrow?"

Originally, Yang Fan was not here, and Chi Cuihua came to Mingshan to make up his mind. Unexpectedly, Mingshan was seriously injured. This trip not only failed to solve the problem, but also comforted and enlightened Yang Ying for a while before he came out. When he was worried, he saw the savior.

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"Then make it thinner." Yang Fan frowned, feeling embarrassed. He winked at the person opposite him wildly and did not stop the other person's words.

"There wasn't much in the past two days. Now the porridge is so clear that you can look in the mirror. There were only a few grains of rice in the first place." Chi Cuihua was helpless. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice!

What can she do?

Yang Fan's handsome face instantly became red. He also said that he would entertain his benefactor well. Now, in front of them, he exposed his secrets. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

He reluctantly twitched his lips and said, "Then Aunt Chi arranges for someone to go back to the mountain to get some."

Yang Fan, who wanted to regain some face, tried his best to appear calm and prove that he still had family background, but he met a very sincere person who couldn't read his eyes.

"Didn't you say that the food you brought back cannot be touched?" Chi Cuihua looked puzzled. This was a fatal order given by Coach Yang himself. How could he slap himself?

"We have a guest today, and he is the benefactor who saved our lives. He should be thanked, so just do as I say and make arrangements as soon as possible!" For fear that Aunt Chi would continue to stay here and say something inappropriate, Yang Fan quickly sent someone to take care of things.

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"Brother Yang, don't be so polite, we have food." Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly added.

People's rice tanks have bottomed out, and she can't add burdens to others as soon as she comes.

"How can that be done? What's yours is yours. It's our turn to entertain all the heroes. Unfortunately, the conditions are limited. We only have gruel to satisfy our hunger. I'm really ashamed."

Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was about to speak, was interrupted by a systematic voice in his mind, "Host, didn't you say you wanted a generous reward?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao twitched the corner of his mouth: Isn't that what I meant?

"But that's what it sounds like! That's why even if you slap a swollen face, you have to call him fat."

Forget it! She didn't want to upset her stomach.

He simply changed the subject and said, "We'll talk after eating for a while. Let's quickly take a look at the wounded!" I don't know how long it will take to see the wounded, and the aunt will make arrangements by then.

The interruption delayed a lot of time. Yang Fan was very annoyed and ordered, "Aunt Chi, hurry up! Just do as I say."

Then he took people to the innermost room, where there were separate rooms on the left and right.

In one of them lies Vice Captain Mingshan.

At this time, Mingshan was already unconscious, and the young woman Yang Ying standing by was crying.

For such a serious injury, there is no doctor or medicine. Everyone is treated the same. Those who can survive it rely on their own willpower and continue to go to the battlefield. Those who are gone will be carried to the back mountain and buried to sleep.

Yang Ying saw her husband getting weaker and weaker, her heart ached in pain, her despair was slowly growing, and she almost collapsed.

As she was silently wiping her tears, the sound of footsteps outside the door came closer and closer. She turned her head slightly and saw Yang Fan coming in a hurry, "Brother, why are you here? How's it going over there?"

"Fourth sister, how is Mingshan?"

When her brother asked about her husband's condition, Yang Ying began to cry again. She choked and said: "It's not good. The bleeding has stopped. Don't dare to pull out the arrow, otherwise it will go away faster. Now he is unconscious.

!What should I do, brother? What should I do?"

Yang Fan patted his sister's shoulder comfortingly, "Don't cry, I've brought a doctor."

Yang Ying raised her red and swollen eyes, and there was light in them again, "Really?"

"Um!"

Then he looked back and shouted, "Doctor Han, Dr. Han, please come over and take a look."

Seven or eight people crowded into the room, and the old man with beard and hair who stepped forward was the doctor of the Han family. He looked unhappy. If the head of the family hadn't given an order, he wouldn't have condescended to treat these untouchables.

Behind him was a little medicine boy carrying a medicine box, his face full of disgust.

Yang Fan had heard that most good doctors had weird tempers, so he didn't think much about it. He stepped aside and spoke respectfully and gently, "This is the patient, who suffered an arrow wound two hours ago."

Dr. Han reluctantly stepped forward to check and found that the man was indeed seriously injured.

The tip of the arrow penetrated almost the entire shoulder. If you wanted to pull out the sword, you would have to pull out the surrounding flesh and blood, causing a large area of ​​bleeding. If you pierce the arrow deeper and leave it exposed on the back and cut it off, it will cause secondary damage. If you pull it out again,

Arrow is afraid that the person will not be able to survive and will die during the treatment. He doesn't have much gold-creating medicine in his hand now, so it's hard to say whether he can save a life.

He shook his head and went over the pros and cons of the two treatment options.

The hopes raised by Yang Fan and Yang Yingcai were extinguished again. The feeling of having already been in despair, gaining hope only to have it extinguished again was unacceptable for a while.

Yang Ying took two steps back and almost fainted on the spot.

If Yang Fan hadn't helped her in time and comforted her with his firm eyes, she might have collapsed.

At this time, a clear female voice sounded, "Since Dr. Han is not sure, let Grandpa Huang give it a try! We have encountered similar situations along the way, and Grandpa Huang has treated them. The success rate is very high."

Yang Ying immediately perked up, "Really?"