Even if he were stupid, he would know that if he were truly beyond cure, Ye Feng wouldn't have this expression.
His dejected expression instantly turned to joy, and he excitedly grabbed Ye Feng's hand...
"Bro, I'm not going to die!? I'm not going to die!? I can still live, right?"
Ye Feng didn't reply immediately, but instead reached out and poked Fu Changxiong's stomach.
"Does it hurt here? How do you feel right now?"
Fu Changxiong took two breaths, moved his stomach slightly, and after a while said:
"It doesn't hurt, it's just my lower back that hurts, and my legs hurt even if I move them. The main problem is... it seems like my legs are very difficult to move."
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's expression turned serious again. He had expected this answer, but he didn't want to hear it.
Looking into Fu Changxiong's burning gaze, which seemed to have been given a new lease on life, he was momentarily at a loss for words.
But seeing his comrades still fighting not far away, he knew this was not the time to be sentimental, so he told the truth.
"Da Xiong, you won't die, but you might never be able to stand up again."
As soon as he said it, Fu Changxiong's face twitched visibly.
At such close range, Ye Feng could even see the disappointment in his eyes, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment.
Ye Feng spoke directly, yet in a very tactful way.
At this moment, only two words came to Fu Changxiong's mind... [crippled]
He, who could face death with a calm smile, was now filled with utter despair.
Because these two words represent a fate worse than death... and also represent that one will forever become a burden to family and friends.
Ye Feng sighed helplessly...
He survived because of the shield Ye Feng had prepared beforehand.
Fu Changxiong has always been the team's laborer, doing most of the hard and tiring work.
Since he couldn't shoot arrows, Ye Feng decided to have him carry a shield, so he stuffed some wood into his bag.
However, considering that we would definitely need to move around during combat, we couldn't carry too much weight, so we didn't pack too much.
When Ye Feng was examining his injuries, he found that the arrow had not penetrated deeply into the flesh.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that it was precisely these pieces of wood that had reduced the penetrating power of Cheng Haojun's arrow.
In addition, the fish scale armor on Fu Changxiong's body shielded him from some of the injuries.
Otherwise, this arrow would most likely have pierced him through.
Although he was already lucky enough, judging from Fu Changxiong's condition...
If there is no abdominal pain, it means that no internal organs have been damaged.
However, the lower body is difficult to move, which clearly indicates that the spine has been injured.
The reason he said Fu Changxiong might be paralyzed...
This is because the spine is an important neural pathway connecting the brain and the body.
The brain sends signals to drive the limbs to move.
It's like the network cable between a computer and the internet.
If the network cable is unplugged or damaged, it will prevent you from accessing the internet.
Seeing Fu Changxiong's dazed expression, Ye Feng began to take out gauze, alcohol, anti-inflammatory medicine, and other items one by one, and gently comforted him:
"Da Xiong, don't be discouraged. I'm just guessing. The fact that you can still move your legs means that your spinal nerves are not completely damaged."
With today's advanced medical technology, we're sure we can cure him once we get the money.
Upon hearing this, Fu Changxiong's despairing expression softened somewhat.
"In that case, brother, forget about me for now and hurry up and deal with Cheng Haojun and his gang."
Ye Feng shook his head helplessly...
He wanted to clean up the mess, but now all three wounded soldiers needed medical treatment.
Once a chaotic battle breaks out... regardless of whether they can win, if the opportunity for treatment is delayed, Fu Changxiong will surely die.
Moreover, the injured Zhan Pengwu and Tang Weiwei will become Cheng Haojun's primary targets for elimination.
Although he really wanted to win, he didn't want to gamble or risk his brothers' lives.
"No, the arrow in your waist is right next to your spine, it has to be removed now."
Otherwise, if a fight breaks out later, it will definitely cause secondary damage.
By then, even the Heavenly King himself won't be able to save you.
As he spoke, he lifted Fu Changxiong up with both hands, making him lie face down on the ground, and then put his backpack on his head to shield him from the rain.
After wiping the rain and blood off his back, he prepared to remove the arrow and bandage it.
Ye Feng knew that doing this would pose many risks, and that it might even worsen the wound or send Fu Changxiong away.
But he had no choice. If he dealt with it now, he might still live... but if he didn't, Fu Changxiong would definitely die.
While he was providing emergency aid, the battle on the other side was already raging.
Due to the disparity in weapon and arrow reserves, coupled with the arrival of Liya on the battlefield, who was firing at Cheng Haojun and his men from the side.
Cheng Haojun and his four companions tried to rush forward for hand-to-hand combat, but Qi Xiaojie, clutching an explosive fruit, hid behind a tree, watching them intently.
Every time they tried to rush out, they were forced back by a crisp explosion.
The five men were now in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.
"Whoosh!"
An arrow was embedded in the tree where Zhang Tiannan was hiding; the tree was already riddled with about ten arrows.
This frightened him so much that he dared not show his face and could only ask Cheng Haojun, who was standing to the side.
"Captain, what do we do now? Their arrows are poisoned. If this continues, we're definitely doomed."
Cheng Haojun was both angry and annoyed as he listened to the constant whooshing sounds coming from beside him.
I went to great lengths and finally managed to seize such a good opportunity.
Three opponents were injured, and the grand prize was right in front of them, yet they couldn't take it.
"That damn native woman! Where did she come from?!"
Cheng Haojun looked at Liya hiding behind a tree in the distance and couldn't help but feel a little exasperated.
In fact, his plan this time was undoubtedly very successful.
He knew that there was a native named Salla in Ye Feng's team, and he also knew that Ye Feng liked to leave himself a backup plan.
So I specifically counted the number of people before launching the attack, and only did I do so when I was sure there were no problems.
They originally thought that taking Ye Feng down with one arrow would be enough, and once Ye Feng, the brains of the team, was dead, it wouldn't matter if the rest of them ran away.
They can also be hunted down by checking the daily map updates.
Unexpectedly, besides Salla, there was also an indigenous woman in the group.
It was this sudden bird call that put him in a dilemma.
After thinking for a moment, he looked behind the tree where Ye Feng was hiding... He could faintly hear Fu Changxiong's muffled groans, presumably he was tending to his wounds.
"Ye Feng! Let's make a deal!"
The sound startled Liu Sisi and the others who were nocking arrows, causing them to stop and look at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng, who was wrapping bandages around Fu Changxiong, was also slightly taken aback.
He had just helped Fu Changxiong remove the arrow and used herbs to stop the bleeding.
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