Chapter 340: Destiny
Braving the wind and snow, Silk used a piece of wood as a tool to dig out the bodies of the tribesmen from the ruins one by one.
The next second, looking at the head dug out, Silk's whole body was shaking.
"Clan leader..."
The head belonged to Slavin, the chief of the grassland elves. Judging from the wound on his neck, he did not seem to have been killed by a weapon, but rather by the sharp teeth of some ferocious beast.
Silk had some idea about the injury.
The giant lizard among the lizard people likes to use its tongue to roll its prey into its mouth and then bite it to death.
Those familiar faces, including Slavin, tortured Silk's spirit. After digging to the back and being in the wind and snow, he felt numb.
After making sure that all the bodies had been dug out from the ruins, Silk put them in order and counted them.
"One, two, three, four..."
"wrong."
After counting, Silk found that even if he added up all the broken limbs and remains that could no longer be identified, the number of bodies still did not add up.
[Could it be that some of the tribe members survived?! ]
As this thought flashed through his mind, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Silk's empty and numb eyes.
"Go find them, go find them!"
Muttering to himself, Silk struggled to stand up from the snow.
However, the next second, when he looked around, the entire world around him was covered in flying snow.
The heavy snow covered their footprints, leaving him with no idea where to start looking.
At the same time, judging from the weather, a snowstorm might be coming soon. If he stayed here, looking around like a headless fly, he would only lose his life.
After realizing that there might still be many tribesmen alive, Silk's will gradually became firm.
"I have to survive and find other surviving members of my tribe!"
With this thought in mind, Silk lost no time and buried all the bodies of his tribesmen. He then mounted his horse, and after taking another deep look at the ruins of the village that seemed about to be completely swallowed up by the wind and snow, Silk pulled the reins and turned away.
At the same time, in the grassland village, the increasingly strong wind and snow forced them to make final preparations for the snowstorm.
With last year's experience, they did their work better this time under Ye Jinghong's arrangement, which also made them more confident.
After listening to the latest work progress report, Ye Jinghong was about to make arrangements when the bronze bell on the watchtower outside the village suddenly rang.
Although the knocking was not urgent, it was obvious that something was wrong.
[In this weather, what else can happen? ]
In the wind and snow, Ye Jinghong frowned, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly walked out of the village.
The militiamen who were near the entrance of the village had already arrived. When they saw the village chief Ye Jinghong coming, they all made way for him, allowing him to see Qiansui who had returned.
Qiansui came and went freely in the wind and snow. Today, he went for a walk on the grassland as usual, searching for traces of the enemy.
But if only Qiansui had returned, there would be no need for the sentry to ring the bronze bell.
Just as Ye Jinghong was thinking this, he saw Qiansui shake his body, and a figure fell off its back.
Ye Jinghong took a closer look. Oh my goodness, isn't this Silk? !
Judging from the situation, it is likely that Silk fell down on the road, was discovered by Chitose, and then picked up.
As for the warhorse that was lent to him, it was obviously gone.
Without time to think, Ye Jinghong quickly asked someone to send Silk to the medical department for treatment.
After he finished the things at hand, he went to the medical department to inquire about Silk's condition.
"There is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear, Village Chief?"
The director of the medical branch in Caoyuan Village is an old friend of Ye Jinghong. Due to the tremendous pressure at work, they would make jokes from time to time to relieve their emotions and stress.
Ye Jinghong was undoubtedly aware of this, so he didn't mind cooperating with his old friend.
“Good news.”
"The good news is that due to the low temperature, his wounds have coagulated, so there is no tearing or heavy bleeding."
"So what's the bad news?"
"The bad news is that this idiot now has severe frostbite all over his body! The situation is not getting any better!"
The Minister of Medical Affairs was not polite at all to this guy who was not content at all and added extra workload and trouble to him. He directly labeled Silk as an "idiot".
If possible, he had the urge to throw Silk out and let him fend for himself and pay the price for his stupid behavior.
Of course, he knew that their leader had given orders to properly place this guy, so he would not do that.
"Can it be saved?"
"He should be thankful that we gained a lot of relevant experience last winter."
At this point, the Minister of Health changed the subject.
"But I can't guarantee that I can save him. If he dies, then I can only blame his bad luck."
Even in modern society where medical care is highly developed, whether some injuries and illnesses can be cured depends on fate, not to mention in this primitive era where medical care is underdeveloped.
"He was able to be found by Master Qiansui and carried back, which means he is lucky."
"That's true."
The Minister of Medical Affairs only knew that Ye Jinghong had brought them trouble, but he didn't know how this trouble came about.
After learning that Silk was found and carried back by Chitose who was passing by, he had to admit that this guy was lucky.
After chatting for a few words, seeing that his old friend had entered the working state, Ye Jinghong consciously stopped talking.
He actually had no ill feelings towards Silk. In fact, they were close friends.
Whether considering the overall situation of the grassland, the orders of their leader, or his little friendship, he hoped that Silk could survive.
Without staying in the medical department for long, Ye Jinghong turned around and walked outside.
"Let me know when Silk wakes up."
"yes!"
After giving a simple instruction, Ye Jinghong walked away.
At this critical juncture, he still had a lot of work to confirm and verify, and he didn't have the time to stay here.
By the time he finished all the work at hand, it was already evening.
Someone from the medical department came to inform him that they had initially treated Silk's frostbite, but it was unclear whether he could survive.
As I said, it depends on his luck.
(End of this chapter)
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