Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

After treating the wound on the woman's forehead, she was moved to the place where the wounded had been treated, and Jian Yan ran non-stop to the next one.

Because of this sudden accident, there should have been silence, except for people coming and going on the starship orbit of the starship.

The sound of soothing, groaning, sobbing, and wailing made people's ears hurt.

But no one cared about what to say. The people who saw the disaster and came quickly through the panoramic view silently and quickly treated the wounds of the wounded. They were generous with all kinds of valuable medicines and life-saving capsules. used on the wounded.

This sudden accident was quite tragic. There were more than 70 starships that collided together. It was really like dumpling.

The channel they are in is an exclusive channel for small starships and spaceships, with a passenger capacity of six to eight people.

According to the minimum standard of two people on a starship, there are more than 70 ships with more than 100 wounded.

This is still the most conservative number. Some starships are full of people, and the actual number of wounded will only be more.

The degree of damage after the impact of the starship also varies, which also leads to varying conditions of some wounded, and some died on the spot.

Although some of them didn't die on the spot, they didn't wait until Jian Yan that their rescue died of the secondary damage caused by the virus.

death

That's a miserable one.

A wounded man who was three or four meters away from Jian Yan swelled up like a sourdough bun, and then exploded with a bang.

The impact was a bit strong, and a hand flew over so as not to die, brushed past her hand holding the medicine, and then landed on the chest of the wounded she rescued.

Also rebounded a bit.

In short, "!!!"

wounded, "..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah····"

Jian Yan was so frightened that she wanted to scream, but the wounded didn't give her this chance, so she screamed first, the sound was really sharp and harsh.

However, because of the wounded man's cry, her fear disappeared, and she was a little embarrassed.

"Stop calling, I'll take it for you."

At this moment, Jian Yan, who had regained his composure, reached out and picked up the severed hand like a robot without emotion, and put it aside.

The wounded was a young boy with blond hair. He watched Jian Yan put down his severed hand, took the hemostatic spray, grabbed his arm with extensive cuts, and sprayed violently. He was shocked and curious, "Sister, don't you feel scared?"

I was scared at first, but not anymore.

Jian Yan shook her head, looked up at this pretty young boy, "Aren't you in pain?"

It's okay to ask this question, but the blond boy let out a groan, gritted his teeth with a ferocious face, and said, "Sister, my leg seems to be broken, please help me take a look."

The boy was wearing long trousers, so he couldn't see what was going on inside, but judging by the degree of twisting of the leg, the leg was seriously injured.

As for the specifics, you need to take off your pants to see.

Jian Yan didn't have the habit of taking off his pants for strangers, so she tore off the boy's pants in a simple and rough manner, and the boy's twisted leg was exposed amidst the ripping of the fabric.

The flesh was bloody, and a bone on the calf was sticking out.

In short, "..."

"It's a bit serious, but it's not life-threatening. I'll give you a brief treatment first. Your injury will have to be repaired after the interstellar army arrives in the medical cabin."

The young man also knew this, and had no objection to it, but endured the pain and sweated profusely and begged, "Sister, stop the pain for me, I can hardly stand the pain."