Hu Xiaotian opened the Medical Kit. "Brother Zhao, if you can bear the pain, I'll remove the arrowhead for you."
Zhao Chongwu nodded.
Wen Boyuan watched Hu Xiaotian from a distance, puzzled despite himself. Could this fellow really know how to treat illnesses? It seemed the story of him curing the emperor's grave illness must be true. No wonder he had won the emperor's favor.
Hu Xiaotian dressed the wounded warriors' injuries, cleaned their wounds, and stitched them up. Both his technique and his efficiency far surpassed those of the physician accompanying the party. He worked for a full four hours before finishing. A kindness received was remembered for a thousand years, and quite a few warriors changed their opinion of Hu Xiaotian because of what happened that day. Most had previously disliked this eunuch, but after today, at least those he had treated with his own hands felt grateful to him.
When Hu Xiaotian finished, he discovered that Long Xiyue and Tang Qingxuan had also come to help among the wounded, and a knowing smile spread across his face.
Wu Jingshan had completely regained his composure by then. He quietly approached Hu Xiaotian and whispered, "Lord Hu, what should we do next?" This was the first time Wu Jingshan had taken the initiative to seek his advice.
Hu Xiaotian looked up at the sky, thick with dark clouds. It was already early afternoon. No matter how hard they tried, there was absolutely no way they could get out of this forest of yellow earth that day.
Seeing him remain silent, Wu Jingshan could no longer restrain himself. He whispered, "Why don't we turn back and head for Azure Dragon Bay by way of Wuxing Commandery?"
Hu Xiaotian said, "Lord Wu, we've already reached the middle of Peak Forest Gorge.