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 Is the salt water coming?
 Wu Zhou turned his head and saw a big rough hand holding a wooden bowl and bringing it to him. The soldier's hands were covered with calluses, and even if he washed them deliberately, he still couldn't wash away the deep black stains between his nails. The black and yellow thumb is still on the edge of the bowl, and the nails are deeply inserted into the water...
 Wu Zhou felt his stomach churning after just one glance. However, in this poor place, we need to find something else to hold the saline...
 Don’t even think about it!
 This kind of thatched roof house, the wooden barrel is so dirty that you can't see its true color, and besides the wooden bowl, there is probably nothing else!
 Wu Zhou lowered his head and took a sip of the salt water, appreciating the taste, and felt a river of sadness in his heart.
 It is so miserable in the wild where there is no readily available saline solution.
 Boil water now, add cold boiled water now, and put salt in it now. I had to calculate in my head how much salt to add!
 He took a sip of the concentration and felt the temperature again. He felt that the concentration might be a little off, but the temperature was about the same. As for the temperature being half a degree lower than 37 degrees and the salt water concentration deviation being 10%...
 I can’t control so much!
 Add salt, add salt, add more salt. To be cautious, Wu Zhou asked them to add salt three times before adjusting it to a satisfactory concentration. Then, he directed these men with rough hands and feet to clean the mouth of the water bag with strong liquor, pick it up, and pour it into it——
 From the upper abdomen to the lower abdomen, rinse carefully, little by little. After flushing, he gently held the intestines with both hands and continued to shout:
 "Come and lift him up! One lifts his shoulders, one lifts his feet, and one lifts his back!"
 The red-haired archer held the wounded man's shoulders.
 The young man who was the first to kneel beside the injured person, holding his intestines, lifted the injured person's legs.
 The young priest, who was kneeling opposite the injured person in a very twisted posture, pressing the brachial artery with one hand and the posterior tibial artery with the other, also let go with Wu Zhou's permission. After a series of operations, examination, and cleaning, the bleeding on the injured man's left arm and left leg had basically stopped. The work of pressing the small freckles ended and he switched to lifting the injured man's back.
 "One, two, three, get up! Move to my side!"
 Clatter, clatter, the saline water poured out after flushing the abdominal cavity.
 Wu Zhou continued to burst into tears.
 There is no suction device, no drainage tube, nothing... Did you use a straw or a reed stick to suck the vomit? As long as he thought of the big yellow teeth of those soldiers, and the fact that if he couldn't suck it properly, he would spit out a mouthful of it back into his abdomen, Wu Zhou said, forget it.
 He had no choice but to adopt the simplest and crudest method: after flushing the abdominal cavity, lift the person up and pour water out.
 The water was basically poured out, and Wu Zhouzai carefully checked it one last time. Fortunately, there was no bleeding anywhere, or to use Wu Zhou's accustomed terminology - no active bleeding. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his waist slightly, and stretched his hand to the side:
 "Stitch!"
 ...No one paid any attention.
 There were no tweezers, no needles and threads, no equipment. The nurse smiled with crooked eyes. She gently patted the needle into his palm...
 Wu Zhou: "..."
 T_T
 He should have gotten used to it.
 This is not a hospital, not an operating room. There are no first assistants, second assistants, equipment nurses, or circulating nurses around, so a bunch of people work together to cooperate. When he shouted "stitch", there was no one around him who knew what he meant...
 "Give me the needle and thread!"
 "Huh?...Oh!"
 The freckle-faced little priest jumped up, rustled, and began to dig into his inner pocket.
 Wu Zhou's eyes lit up.
 He originally thought that the thatched hut next to it was a dilapidated house, and he should be able to find a needle and thread. Who knew this little freckle actually had needlework? That's good. Priests are of a higher class than commoners, so the things they make should be better...
 No, wait!
 What a piece of shit this is!
 A sewing needle, no, that length and thickness, it must be a quilt needle!
 Still curved!
 Bent!
 It bends while sewing!
 And this line! This line! You are not required to use antibacterial sutures or barbed knot-free sutures. Your hemp thread is still lumpy and not smooth at all. What do you mean?
 Forget it...you can't ask too much for a broken place...
 Wu Zhou tried his best to comfort himself, moved the needle and stitched the abdominal wall as quickly as possible. While I was sewing, the veins on my forehead were twitching: there were no absorbable sutures, no silk thread, only the coarsest hemp thread - the threading needle was still a sewing needle! straight! straight!
 There is no needle holder, no bent needle, just holding a sewing needle in your hand and poking it into your flesh. Whoever sews knows how it feels...
 He concentrated and held his breath, patiently sewing layer by layer. The peritoneum, superficial fascia, skin and subcutaneous tissue... After meticulously completing the three layers of sutures and tying the last knot, the whole person leaned back as if in collapse and lay on the ground.
 "Bandage him up..."
 There wasn't even anyone to help wipe away the sweat.
 sad.
 No one wiped his sweat during the operation, but fortunately, there was someone to take care of him after the operation. Wu Zhou lay down, and five or six hands immediately reached out to help him. The soldiers who had been ordered around by him just now and didn't dare to say a word came rushing up, talking all over the place:
 "Little Gretel, you are so awesome!"
 "Little Grete, when did you know this?"
 "Little Gretel..."
 Wu Zhou:...? ? ?
 His tired and confused mind turned around again and again, and finally pumped a memory into his mind. Yes, those people are calling him, his name is Gretel, Gretel Nordmark, a new recruit of the City Guard...
 Today, I went out to patrol the city with the team and escorted the priest - that little freckle named John - back home to visit relatives. The person who had just been injured and treated by him was Uncle Karen, the captain of their team and who had been taking care of him.
 When Uncle Karen was injured, those who knelt down and held his intestines were his nephew Raymond, the spearman; the red-haired archer Taung; and the shield warrior Vali who he had blasted to boil water before. Together, this is The entire squad.
 So...I traveled through time?
 Sure enough, after working crazy overtime in the emergency department, I ended up turning into a corpse...
 Alas, I survived being the chief resident and attending the hospital, but I didn’t expect that I still fell down at the level of deputy chief physician!
 Wu Zhou silently wiped away a handful of bitter tears for himself. He looked around, at the gentle rolling hillsides and green grassland in the distance, at the antique thatched-roof houses, at the Caucasian-looking teammates with tall noses and deep eyes beside him. Finally, he lowered his eyes and mourned for himself. For a second, he said silently to himself:
 "From now on, I am Gretel..."
 Grete raised his eyes again and saw a row of several soldiers, oh, and a priest, all staring at him with stern eyes. Obviously, everyone was surprised and curious as to why he suddenly cut open his stomach to save people.
 Gretel: "..."
 How do I explain this?
 Can I tell them that I have this ability, which was honed by twelve years of primary and secondary education + seven years of continuous undergraduate and master's degree + more than ten years of clinical work in my previous life? !
 If you really dare to say this, you will... be burned to death...?
 There was a pastor at the scene who saw everything and could report it to the church when he got back. He couldn't hide it even if he wanted to!
 Gretel, shivering.jpg
 At the moment when he was thinking about the burning rack from the Inquisition, and was about to think about the ten tortures, a worrying question interrupted his thoughts and saved him from fire and water:
 "Little Gretel...Captain, can you survive?"
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 The story of an emergency doctor who died suddenly while working overtime and traveled to another world. 
 The sails of the great voyage have been raised. 
 The steam engine has not yet begun to roar. 
 The glory of the Lord of Glory shines on the mainland, and on the island country across the sea, the churches of the gods and magicians support the royal power. 
 Dwarves walk freely in the cities of the kingdom, werewolves, vampires, elves, dragons...their legends have never faded. 
 Wu Zhou, an emergency doctor who died suddenly while working overtime, time-traveled into the body of Gretel, a young city guard. 
 Teammate: Not good! The captain was seriously injured and his intestines were leaking out! 
 Gretel: Help me up, I can still sew! 
 Gretel: Shut up. 
 Teammate: ...what? 
 Gretel: ...To treat minor injuries, yes, just press on the place where I sewed it and let it grow... If not, first press on the layer where I sewed it, the muscle layer and so on, and then treat it... 
 Gretel: Remove the stitches. 
 Teammate: ...what? 
 Gretel: Oops, the treatment was too fast and the sutures grew in the wound! ! ! 
 When modern medicine meets magic and divine arts, what kind of brilliant sparks will be stirred up in this alien world? 
 Gretel: Learn magic, learn theology, expand territories, fight against the Church of the Lord of Glory... Believe it or not, in fact, I really just want to open a hospital. 
 An old book with one million words has been completed. The new book is guaranteed to have two chapters every day and will be released on time at 12 o'clock and 8 o'clock in the evening.
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 Traveling through the world of cultivating immortals, Su Yu became a collateral child of an ordinary cultivating family, with nothing but handsomeness, mediocre cultivation talent, and mediocre life experience. 
 Fortunately, Su Yu brought the game proficiency panel he played in his previous life, ignoring all restrictions such as spiritual root comprehension, as long as he practiced from nine to five to accumulate proficiency, he could improve his strength. 
 If you live ten thousand years, you can become a fairy or a ancestor! 
 The Tianjiao of the Zongmen and the powerful ancestors are just passing away, only cultivating immortals… oh no, only the proficiency is eternal!
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 Cultivation + farming + no cp 
 【Ding! The Puyang grass you plant can be used in elixirs to increase the success rate of elixirs by +1】 
 【Ding! congratulations! Successfully obtained the first spiritual seed! 】 
 【Ding! ...] 
 Li Sui'an, who traveled through the world of cultivation, was helpless. Others traveled through the talisman, made elixirs, and had spiritual roots. 
 The beginning of her time travel was farming! Fortunately, the revised version of Happy Farm is online. 
 "Well... farming is not bad, and the orders have been filled again!"
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 Li Wei traveled to another world with the title attribute panel and became the son of a country farmer. 
 Knight, Mage, Aphasic, Hanged Man... 
 Demons, magic plants, foreign objects, sea elves... 
 In front of the extraordinary and the powerful, Li Wei made a promise: 
 "I want to be a high-ranking prince, with the most prosperous and vast territory, and let all beings praise my prestige." 
 "...Of course, the premise is that the tower must be pushed down." 
 This is a story of a farmer's son with a plug-in to counterattack the king.
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 A generation of mad god Li Kuang, tyrannical bully all his life, one sword in hand, defeated the world’s heroes, but when he crossed the calamity, he was conspired by his favorite person, fell under the sky calamity, Xianwu Road is extinct.
 Six hundred years after Li Kuang’s rebirth, the former Hongyan was already a generation of lords, overlooking the world, and ravaging the world, but what about this, since it made me live again, I would dominate the world again, step on the world again, and lose again The enemy, once again at the peak of the martial arts, what will happen to the next generation of the Lord, still stepping on your feet!
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 The heavily indebted Zhou Sisi died tragically on a wine table while working.
 Returning to the age of seventeen, Zhou Sisi, a teenage girl with delicate features and an attractive physique, knocked on the neighbor’s door. Behind the door lived a man named Lu Xi, who was willing to spend his money to pay off her debts.
 Zhou Sisi would never forget the scene where Lu Xi rushed over and held her corpse in tears and kept others from approaching. Now Lu Xi was fifteen years old, with terrible achievements and stubborn cruelty.
 Lu’s parents had a headache for their son, who didn’t like to study and work hard, so they casually asked the young girl who was good at both literature and art if she would be willing to help her son make up for the class. The little girl readily agreed without hesitation.
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 A sudden disaster swept the world, and animals and plants died and mutated on a large scale. Food was in short supply, strange beasts were rampant, order was in chaos, and humans were on the verge of extinction. Those few high-ranking officials controlled the distribution of food, and the lower-level humans became slaves and machines for food. Human nature and the law of darkness were everywhere. Finally one day, people saw a video. It was a mysterious farm, with cattle and sheep on the hillside, green cucumbers, bright red tomatoes, and huge pumpkins in the fields. A young man and a little girl sat together, eating mutton, pig's trotters, and apples...
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 Chen Ming was transmigrated into a cultivation world with a super cheat gaming system. He will soar through heaven while living his life as he pleased!
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 Wang Yang, who suddenly crossed the Marvel world, became Kama Taj’s apprentice. 
 I thought that I shouldn’t be able to learn magic, but I awakened the system and can fuse other people’s talent fragments. 
 “Check the magic talent fragments, whether they are fused!” 
 “Fusion!” 
 “Are you new to magic? How come everyone is an apprentice, and you have mastered the usage of the ring in one fell swoop?” 
 “Check the talent fragments that use the time-space portal, are they fused?” 
 Wang: “Are you really just an apprentice? How did you learn the time-space portal all of a sudden? I’ve been learning for several months!” 
 “Maybe my talent is stronger…”
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 Once I’ve become Immortal, then my attempt to conquer the world shall begin.
 I, Zhong Shan, in order establish a supreme heavenly dynasty, must marshal all the luck that I can gather to cleanse my own karma. Then I will have the strength to fight heaven itself, create a new world, and live forever.
 First: Fate
 Second: Luck
 Third: Feng Shui
 Four: Cultivate Inner Virtue.
 Five: Fame
 To gain eternal life.
 To obtain fame, one must establish a heavenly dynasty and amass the luck of the world!
 To cultivate inner virtue, one must establish holy sites and accumulate an immeasurable amount of merit!
 To cultivate Feng Shui one must learn to communicate between yin and yang and control the powers of heaven and earth!
 To cultivate luck! To cultivate fate!
 Ask the whole world, who can have eternal life!
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 Now, speak with conscience!
 I am a eunuch, how could I have an affair with the queen, concubine, and maid?
 Also, I am a eunuch, how could I be a great master?
 The Qingzheng Division, the Imperial Guard, the Holy Society, the Mozhe Guild, and the masters of foreign transformation… how could they all listen to me?
 The most extreme thing is that I am a eunuch, and you actually suspected that the queen was pregnant by me?
 Well, even if these are true, but as an eunuch, how can I have any bad thoughts?
 PS: The other world is overhead, there are people and demons, there are swordsmen and hundreds of schools, and it is still easy to practice with Sao operation~
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 Transmigrating to the Great Long Dynasty of another world, right from the start, the government will assign girls to be choosen as wives.
 Big shoulders and round waists, those who are good at giving birth and can work are popular, those with slim figures are not wanted and are disliked.
 Facing this kind of situation.
 As a good modern youth, how could he tolerate it?
 The hand that he reached out slowly clenched, Lin Fan expressed: "I'll give her a home."
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 [Extraordinary + System + Daily + Easy Humor] 
 Confessing his cute school girl turned out to be a devil? 
 Su Bai was stabbed through his body by his demon girlfriend at the beginning, but unexpectedly awakened his original memory and his SSS-level monster strength! 
 Vampires, demons, transformers, awakeners, dimensional creatures, extraordinary technology... This is a world where extraordinary and monsters coexist! 
 It's also a dangerous world! 
 For the sake of his lovely sister, Su Bai vowed to blow up all the crises that came! 
 "Whether you are an SSS-level monster or a level 10 peak awakener, anyone who provokes me will have to pay the price!"
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