Fan Xuan The taxi soldier saw Ye Nanjia's face was pale and his steps were heavy, so he asked with concern:
"Doctor, do you have any questions?"
Ye Nanjia shook his head and said, "Fortunately, take me to have a look first. Also, any of you can find my father Ye Renxin. With him here, I can save him even with one breath!"
The soldier's eyes lit up and his mouth opened wide. You must know that the name Ye Renxin is very loud in the military camp. It can save life and death as long as there is still breath of life. A soldier ran out to look for it.
When they arrived at Fan Xuan's military tent, they saw that Fan Xuan was wrapped in gauze, but it was of no use. The originally white gauze was now stained red with blood, and even the gauze began to bleed.
Ye Nanjia sniffed Fan Xuan's breath, hiss, it's really a miracle that he is still alive after losing so much blood.
Without saying anything else, he summoned his own Seven-Heart Begonia Martial Soul and started treating Fan Xuan. It was indeed a top-notch treatment for Martial Soul. Some minor wounds on Fan Xuan healed quickly.
"It works! The general is saved! Doctor Ye, we brothers thank you for your great kindness!" Several soldiers knelt down and kowtowed, Ye Nanjia as if they were their reborn parents.
However, Ye Nanjia was not in good condition, and her face was getting paler at the moment. She took out a small bottle from the medical kit, poured out two pieces of ginseng, put one piece in her mouth, and stuffed the other piece into Fan Xuan's mouth.
The bleeding finally stopped, but the situation was still very bad. Fan Xuan lost too much blood, and Ye Nanjia almost relied on his last willpower to drive Seven-Heart Begonia to treat people. After the bleeding was stopped, he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Douluo Continent has no blood transfusion technology, Ye Nanjia is also unconscious, and Fan Xuan is still in danger.
"Doctor Ye, Doctor Ye, are you okay?" The soldiers surrounded the fallen Ye Nanjia, with endless worry on their faces. They saw from the side that Ye Nanjia tried his best to save people, but almost exhausted himself to death.
"Zhang Tian, your bed is the cleanest. Clean your bed, and then carry Dr. Ye up. Wang Gang, go find a nearby military doctor and ask someone to take a look at Dr. Ye. Alas, I don't know if that kid Zhou Xing has found Mr. Ye! Mad, I'm really worried! What a mess your grandfather did!"
The taxi soldier's name was Xu Yu. He was furious for a moment, his muscles tightened, and the wound on his arm that had just been bandaged split open, and the gauze gradually turned red.
Hard work paid off, Zhou Xing ran like crazy to Fan Xuan's military tent carrying old grandfather Ye Renxin on his back. The old man's legs were not good, so Zhou Xing carried it on his back without saying a word. Although he was already very tired, he thought of his big brother who was about to die and kept encouraging himself in his heart!
"Here... here!" Zhou Xing This rough guy was rough but subtle. Even though he was very tired and his consciousness was a little scattered, he still put Mr. Ye down Wen Rou, and then he fell down in a daze.
Ye Renxin shook his head and sighed, his Nine-Heart Begonia can only heal injuries, but cannot restore Soul Power and physical strength. This young man, just lie here, even an old man like me can't carry you!
When Ye Renxin entered the military tent, what he saw was a group of taxi soldiers sitting on the ground shaking their heads and sighing, and two people lying on two beds. One was his daughter, and the other should be Fan Xuan.
Glancing at the taxi soldier on the ground, Ye Renxin touched Xu Yu's open wound with his hand. In an instant, the wound recovered as before, which shocked several soldiers.
He immediately released Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul and began to treat Fan Xuan. The treatment effect of Nine-Heart Begonia was even better than that of Seven-Heart Begonia. After a while, Fan Xuan's originally pale face began to turn rosy.
Nine-Heart Begonia's area treatment also healed the internal injuries of Ye Nanjia next to it.
"Okay, your general is fine. I have to go to the next military tent to treat the wounded soldiers! The young man who fainted outside is one of yours, so hurry up and carry him back!"
The brothers looked at each other and performed the familiar operation of kneeling and bowing. To be honest, there was really no etiquette that could express their gratitude. Taxi soldiers who were civilians were so simple that they had to kowtow twice to everyone they met.
Ye Renxin left, but seemed to have forgotten something.
Half an hour later, Fan Xuan slowly opened his eyes. Is he... alive?
"I'll go! Brother, you finally woke up and made all our brothers so anxious. Don't rush so far ahead next time! Alas!"
Fan Xuan slowly stood up, looked around, and saw a strange woman lying on Zhang Tian's bed. He looked at his brother and asked, "This is..."
"Oh! This is Dr. Ye, the daughter of Senior Medical Saint Ye Renxin. It was she who stopped your bleeding, brother. If Dr. Ye hadn't exhausted himself Soul Power to stop your bleeding, you might have lost too much blood and left before Divine Doctor Ye came..."
Fan Xuan said from a distance to Ye Nanjia who was lying quietly, "I can't thank you enough for saving my life!"
Then he told Zhang Tian to take good care of Doctor Ye, and he slowly got out of bed, preparing to inspect the surrounding military tents and see his taxi soldiers.
Soul Power of Ye Nanjia slowly recovered and woke up an hour after Fan Xuan left. She shook her head and said in a daze, "Where is this place?"
"Doctor Ye, you're awake! Do you feel any discomfort in your body? Are you hungry? Do you want us brothers to get you some food?" Several soldiers in the military tent saw Ye Nanjia awake and hurriedly approached him and asked with concern.
"Well, I'm fine. It's just that I overdrawn my Soul Power and mental energy when I rescued people. I'm much better now. Okay, thank you for taking care of me. Please take me to rescue the wounded!"
Ye Nanjia The first thing after waking up is to prepare to get out of bed to rescue the wounded.
Zhang Tian When I heard this, I thought this was not possible. Before I left, my elder brother told me to take good care of Dr. Ye. As soon as I recovered, I went back to the hospital for treatment, and I had to faint again.
"Doctor Ye, are you feeling okay? If anything happens again..." Wang Gang said hesitantly.
"It's okay. The serious injuries should be saved now. There are some lightly injured soldiers left. I, Soul Power, can still function. Thank you for taking care of me. Where is your general?"
"Oh, our General, this godly man, went to inspect the military camp after waking up to sympathize with the wounded soldiers!" Xu Yu glanced at Ye Nanjia and couldn't help but blush. Dr. Ye is so beautiful, and her sickly pale face added to her fragility, making Ye Nanjia look even more beautiful.
Come to think of it, their general is a handsome man. He doesn't look at the parts below his head, only his face. He looks like a young boy, fair and clean, and a handsome young man. But when he looks at his whole body, his eyes are immediately locked by his burly body. Others can't help but sigh, he has a good face, but he has an awkward body.
It's just that my general's slender head can only see his taxi soldier, and the beauty is still in front of him with that cold and indifferent expression. Alas, after retiring from the army, my eldest brother will not die alone...