As long as they have the medicine, these two men will definitely come back to save their brother.
Of course, if these people take the goods and run away, Qiao He will not let it go.
With Qiao Li's kittens around, why worry about not being able to find them?
Little Qiao Li has such a keen sense of smell; she can tell where they are just by smelling them.
So after Sun Tianliang and Aguo left with the supplies with great gratitude, Qiao He returned to Bo Shiwu's side.
Bo Shiwu was still unconscious, probably due to excessive blood loss.
Qiao He was very worried about him, but she didn't know what to do.
Should we go to Z city to scout things out first?
Qiao He frowned slightly, seeing that even though Sun Tianliang and the others were so sick, they hadn't gone to the city to find medicine.
It's highly likely that the city area has already been occupied by people, and they've formed an organization that they haven't dared to mess with at all.
In my past life, there were many organizations of this size, but the one that took over Z City in one fell swoop must have a considerable number of troops.
The next day.
Bo Shiwu woke up in the early morning, his wounds still horrifying.
Because of the lacerations and burns, Qiao He didn't dare to bandage him, and she didn't know how to apply medicine.
The wound was in terrible condition. Qiao He was neither a professional medical worker nor a surgeon.
She didn't dare to do things like wound cleaning.
Although I have medicines like iodine and alcohol, as well as ointments and powders for treating burns, and bandages.
Everything is there, except for a doctor to clean the wounds...
"How are you feeling? You're such a burden, I'm so sorry... It's all because of..." Qiao He said guiltily.
But before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Bo Shiwu.
"No need to apologize, it was just an accident," Bo Shiwu said in a hoarse voice.
He looked at Qiao He, then at his own wound, and asked, "Do you have any medicine to treat this wound?"
Qiao He was slightly taken aback, and immediately asked, "What are you going to do?"
Bo Shiwu's eyes darkened. "Treat the wound."
"What...!" Qiao He's pupils dilated sharply. "You'll handle it yourself? How are you going to handle such a serious injury...?"
Bo Shiwu smiled faintly, his face very pale.
It seems the antibiotics I gave him yesterday weren't very effective; the wound needs to be cleaned and bandaged again.
“I still have you here, come and help me.” Bo Shiwu looked earnestly into Qiao He’s beautiful eyes.
His face was filled with "I believe in you".
Qiao He's heart trembled violently; he believed her.
But she didn't believe in herself!
After taking a deep breath, Qiao He suddenly remembered a man—
Qiao Yimu.
That's right. Qiao Yimu may not have many other skills, but his surgical skills are top-notch, and he became the director at a young age.
However, although they are very skilled, they are all wicked.
Before the apocalypse, he didn't want to be bothered by patients at work, and of course, he also wanted to get promoted as soon as possible, so he completed every surgery with great care.
But after the apocalypse, his true colors were revealed.
In his past life, he treated people's illnesses. He was okay at surgery, but he could only manage to cure so-so patients.
Despite knowing little about internal medicine, he insisted on treating people, casually prescribing some medicine and sending them away.
The reward was indeed a lot of rare items.
As a result, many people did not recover; instead, their condition worsened.
Qiao Yimu is a doctor without medical ethics.
Qiao He knew this from the very beginning.
She thought of this man because she only knew of one surgeon.
In that case, Qiao He can use her special ability to summon the paper doll Qiao Yimu.
In this way, even if it's impossible to completely replicate Qiao Yimu's healing ability, it will still allow him to clean Bo Shiwu's wounds.
Qiao He told Bo Shiwu about her thoughts.
Although Bo Shiwu was very reluctant, she still agreed.
Before long, Qiao He had drawn Qiao Yimu.
Then, using his special ability, he brought the paper doll Qiao Yimu to "life".
Looking at that face that looked exactly like Qiao Yimu's, Qiao He was so angry that she wanted to punch him.
Unfortunately, the paper figure in front of them was not the real Qiao Yimu.
He stood in front of Qiao He, smiled slightly, and asked, "What do you need me to do?"
At this moment, Qiao He took a look at the skills that Qiao Yimu possessed.
The superpowers were basically not copied, which shows that it is very difficult to replicate real people's superpowers.
Qiao Yimu's surgical skills also dropped from top-notch to the level of an average intern who could barely pass.
Even so, it's enough.
"Treat his wounds and tell me what medicine he needs to recover quickly," Qiao He said in a low voice, then took out a lot of potentially useful medicines and medical equipment from her spatial storage.
Qiao Yimu, the paper doll, walked to Bo Shiwu's side and carefully examined the wound on Bo Shiwu's arm.
"Okay, I understand." The paper figure said softly, with a warm smile on its face the whole time.
Watching Qiao Yimu patiently treat Bo Shiwu's wounds, Qiao He suddenly felt that this face wasn't so hateful anymore.
It took nearly an hour to bandage the wound.
"The injuries are serious and may require surgery, but I don't have the time, nor the operating table and equipment to perform the surgery," the paper-thin Qiao Yimu said in a low voice.
"I've written down all the usable medications for you, Qiao He, I should go now." The paper doll has a time limit, and it's reached its limit now.
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