Yingtou happily took the powder, but was confused by Yang Lan'er's words. He didn't know what he made? Could it be that the senior didn't make it himself? Would it be bad for him to take such a big bag?

However, this powder is indeed like an elixir to the condor.

They were on missions and were outside all year round, so naturally they encountered a lot of poisonous creatures. Many brothers did not die in the missions, but were poisoned. Every time Eagle Head could only watch his brothers die from poison, he felt as if his heart was being dug out.

Although this powder cannot completely eliminate poisoning, it can reduce the threat. So even though he knew it was wrong, he still shamelessly came to ask for it.

Seeing Yingtou'er's hesitation, Yang Lan'er said disapprovingly: "You can take it. I don't have much use for it."

"Thank you!" Eagle Head wiped his red eyes and put the powder into his arms like a treasure.

"Boss, Gray Wolf was shot in the chest and is bleeding profusely. He must be sent to the hospital immediately, otherwise his life will be in danger." Someone reported to Eagle Head, immediately destroying his joy.

"What? Why didn't you report it earlier?" Eagle Head pounced directly at the wounded man lying in the middle.

These soldiers who have been on missions for a long time all know some first aid medical skills, and even if most of the injured cannot be cured, they are very clear about the situation.

Looking at the red-stained ground, Eagle Head, who had just shed tears of emotion, was stimulated by grief and said, "Gray Wolf, how are you? Contact a helicopter immediately."

The others were silent. Everyone could see that if they contacted the helicopter now, Gray Wolf would not be able to wait until then.

Originally, after successfully completing the mission of attacking the base, even if there were injuries, at least no one was sacrificed, and everyone felt somewhat relieved.

But now...

Yang Lan'er saw that someone had called the special channel, but she didn't look expectant or happy at all, so she stood up and walked to the middle: "Let me see!"

I guess these people have guessed the result. It doesn’t matter what the helicopter is called. It’s just that we can do our best and leave the rest to fate.

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Yingtouer touched his face and quickly stepped aside: "Senior..."

Everyone looked at Yang Lan'er expectantly, which made her feel very pressured.

Seeing that the gray wolf had lost too much blood and was in a state of shock and coma, Yang Lan'er quickly lifted up his upper body, put her hand on the gray wolf's back, and skillfully used her internal strength. A bullet shot out from the gray wolf's chest and sank into the ground.

Quickly letting the gray wolf lie down again, Yang Lan'er tapped his chest and took out a porcelain bottle: "His bleeding has stopped. It will last for at least twelve hours. This is the ancestral medicine. Bandage him. If you are lucky, maybe when you get out of the Medicine King Forest, you don't even need to go to the hospital. Just rest and you will be fine."

Well, actually, this medicine is also a failed product of alchemy. For ordinary people, its effect is absolutely significant.

When they heard about the ancestral heirloom, no one found it funny. They all looked at Yang Lan'er and the bottle with gratitude and expectation.

The soldier who had just reported that the gray wolf was bleeding immediately took the bottle, tore open the gray wolf's clothes, and saw that there was no bleeding. He then carefully wiped the wound with water and began to bandage the gray wolf carefully.

Looking around, she saw that many people were injured to varying degrees, most of them were gunshot wounds. If not treated in time, they would easily become infected. Yang Lan'er took out more bottles and gave them to Yingtou'er, who was so excited that he could no longer speak: "Help everyone's injuries quickly. This forest is not safe."

The soldiers were used to being generous, so after thanking Yang Lan'er one after another, they took the medicine without hesitation and began to treat their own wounds or each other's wounds.

Yingtou looked at Yang Lan'er in amazement. This girl brought so many medicines with her when she went out?

Although no one said much, it doesn't mean that no one was shocked. The scene where Yang Lan'er took the bullet for Gray Wolf just now was simply miraculous. Thinking about it afterwards, they still found it incredible, as if they were watching a TV movie.

Even though they knew something about the dark world, the soldiers seldom actually came into contact with it, because the missions they performed were simply not on the same level as the dark world.

Precisely because he knew some inside stories and wonders of the dark world, he could only be amazed and sigh at Yang Lan'er's methods, and no other thoughts came to his mind.

Soon, the injured soldiers discovered how good the medicine given by Yang Lan'er was. It didn't hurt when applied, but felt cool and slightly itchy.

They are used to wounds and know very well that this is a sign of scab forming on the wound.

No wonder Yang Lan'er dared to say that Gray Wolf didn't even need to go to the hospital. After twelve hours, even if the wound was not completely healed, how could it bleed? Even if the wound was fatal in the chest, it would still be the same...

After being a good person, Yang Lan'er returned to her position with satisfaction. Invisibly, she was always protected by these soldiers. Even though they knew that she had good fighting skills, the fact that she was a woman and her weak appearance made these real men protect her unconsciously.

Before Yang Lan'er could sit down comfortably, someone suddenly groaned and then there was a sound of someone falling to the ground.

Just as Yang Lan'er was about to turn around to look, she saw a very fast flash of silver light before her eyes, and it was about to disappear.

Yang Lan'er suddenly had an idea, and immediately her figure flashed, and her right hand was as fast as lightning, firmly grasping the seven inches of silver light.

Looking at the small snake between her fingers, which was only as thin as a chopstick and one foot long, Yang Lan'er was excited. It turned out to be a silver snake. Was it the silver snake among the golden and silver snakes that she had been looking for for half a month but had not found any clues? The silver snake rushed towards Yang Lan'er fiercely, hissing, twisting itself into a twist, but its weak spot was held in someone's hand, so it struggled and could not hurt Yang Lan'er at all.

"Hehe, Xiaoyin, I finally caught you." Yang Lan'er smiled cunningly, causing a certain snake to shiver. It immediately stopped moving and pretended to be dead.

"Blind man, blind man...Senior, has the blind man been poisoned? Look at his legs?" Eagle Head was also confused. The mission had been completed, so how could such a thing happen?

Yang Lan'er was still holding the silver snake. She turned around and saw that the person next to Yingtou had a swollen right leg as if it had been blown up. Black air was spreading upwards and there were two very small holes at the ankle.

"It's a very poisonous snake. Wait a minute!" Yang Lan'er frowned, walked over and tapped the soldier's leg several times. The toxicity that was visible to the naked eye was immediately suppressed: "Don't worry, we will find an antidote soon."

Yang Lan'er comforted the others, put the silver snake in her hand into the bamboo tube that she had prepared earlier, and covered it tightly.

Then, under everyone's gaze, Yang Lan'er held up the bamboo tube and began to shake it violently.

Of course, this is what others saw. In fact, Yang Lan'er also used her true energy to directly penetrate the bamboo tube and hit the silver snake. Of course, she avoided the vital point. How could she poison such a precious species?