Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 301: Bleeding and Healing Simultaneously

Upon hearing this, Yu Mingda immediately ordered the soldiers around him to carry the two men inside.

Chu Chen went inside and washed his hands.

Then he walked up to the masked man who was being handcuffed and removed his mask.

Then he removed the mask from the corpse next to him.

He immediately blurted out, "Holy crap, a foreign devil?"

Then he turned to Yu Mingda and asked, "Have you ever seen someone like this before?"

Beneath the mask, however, lay the face of a Westerner from modern society.

But since this was a fictional world, Chu Chen turned to look at Yu Mingda.

Upon seeing this, Yu Mingda stepped forward and scrutinized the person before him. Then, he frowned and said, "Young master, this person appears to be from across the sea, that is, a Kazakh?"

"A Kazakh?" Chu Chen looked at the handcuffed man in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"Then why do they know our voice?"

After listening, Yu Mingda thought to himself, "How come this young master doesn't even know about the Kazakhs?" So he began to explain.

After a stick of incense had burned, Chu Chen roughly understood the origin of this person who looked like a foreigner.

I am in the border area of ​​the Wu Tuo Kingdom. If I cross this mountain, I will reach the sea.

On the other side of the sea lies the land inhabited by the Kazakhs.

The sea is not long; if there were a large ship, it would take only a day to reach it. Therefore, in the past, the Wu Tuo Kingdom had also sent people to the territory of the Kazakhs.

However, the Kazakhs were not friendly to the Wu Tuo people. They sent out two hundred people, but only about ten of them escaped back.

According to those who returned, they were besieged by the Kazakhs as soon as they landed, so the Wu Tuo Kingdom never went to the other side of the sea again.

But why these people are able to speak the local language remains a mystery.

After listening, Chu Chen frowned, suddenly sensing a conspiracy. Could it be that another country was causing trouble again?

But Chu Chen immediately dismissed the idea. If the so-called Kazakhs were really going to invade the country, why would they be so secretive about it?

The question returns to the original idea: this must be for that emerald green jade.

We'll find out the specifics once we examine the case.

Chu Chen then turned to Yu Mingda and instructed him, "Find a house and bring this man inside; I want to interrogate him."

After hearing this, Yu Mingda ordered two soldiers to drag the Kazakh man, whose leg was still bleeding, into a dimly lit room.

Chu Chen chased everyone out, then carried the tetanus blade to the Kazakh man.

"Names, genders, where you gathered, and what do you want that green jade for?"

"If there's even the slightest lie, my knife won't be fair."

Chu Chen kicked him in the waist and asked.

The man opened his eyes and stared intently at Chu Chen, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips: "If you're so capable, kill me. Don't even think about getting a single word out of me."

Seeing this, Chu Chen shook his head: "Everyone starts out saying the same thing, but after my manipulations, they all eventually confess everything."

After saying that, he pulled out a dark stick from behind his back: "Speak, I'm too lazy to do it!"

After hearing this, the man still acted like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water, turning his head to the side.

The wound on his thigh was already numb with pain, and he felt no pain at all at this moment.

Seeing this, Chu Chen stabbed the man in the waist with an electric baton. With a series of crackling electric arcs, the Kazakh man in front of him let out a pig-like scream.

"Speak now, my patience is limited!"

The Kazakhs, charred and burned by the electric shock, clenched their teeth and remained silent.

"Not bad, it's quite hard!"

After saying that, he looked at his bleeding wound, turned around and took out a large gauze pad and some alcohol.

"You know what? Suddenly, I've become interested in studying medicine. Come, let me treat your wound."

After saying that, he took a bottle of alcohol and poured it onto the wound.

The moment the alcohol entered the wound, the Kazakh man's entire body tensed up, and then he started screaming incoherently.

"That's right, the first step for this wound is to disinfect it. See, the bacteria are killed."

After saying that, ignoring the Kazakhs who were yelling and screaming, he picked up the gauze and bandaged him up.

After some maneuvering, the Kazakh man was surprised to find that the wound had indeed stopped bleeding.

"You really want to heal my wounds?" The Kazakh man, still surprised, looked at the young master with a puzzled expression.

He knew from the rusty knife in Chu Chen's hand that he had been stabbed and that he probably wouldn't survive without timely treatment.

As a Kazakh, having fought many wars with other ethnic groups, he naturally knew that few who were wounded by these rusty iron weapons survived.

Chu Chen nodded after listening: "That's right, it's cured, isn't it?"

"Oh right, what was the first step I mentioned earlier?"

Chu Chen looked at the Kazakh man with a puzzled expression and said something. The Kazakh man also looked at Chu Chen as if he were a fool.

"Oh dear, I just have a bad memory. Let me try again."

After saying that, Chu Chen pulled out a dagger from behind him and stabbed it into the Kazakh man's leg with a "thud".

Instantly, the Kazakhs screamed in agony again.

Then Chu Chen picked up the alcohol: "See, you remembered as soon as you saw the wound. The first step is to disinfect it."

After saying that, he collapsed onto the bed. After being bandaged up, the Kazakh man was in excruciating pain.

Unexpectedly, Chu Chen blurted out, "The first step is disinfection, but do you remember what the second step is?"

The Kazakhs looked at Chu Chen in horror after hearing this, wondering what this madman was up to.

Unsurprisingly, he had another wound and a bandaged gauze on his leg.

Half an hour later, the Kazakh man was wrapped up in white gauze, looking like a mummy.

“You despicable Wu Tuo people, if you have the guts, kill me. We Kazakhs will not tolerate being insulted by outsiders.”

Chu Chen listened without saying anything, but went outside and called Yu Mingda in.

"Young master, did you call me?"

"Yes, I'll teach you how to stop the bleeding from a wound today."

"Young master, this was taught in the military camp after I joined the army..."

But when Yu Mingda saw the Kazakhs wrapped in white cloth in the corner, he abruptly stopped talking.

"You've taught us, but do you know how to disinfect?"

"Young master, what is disinfection?"

Chu Chen did not answer after listening, but walked up to the Kazakh man and said, "Look carefully, the first step is to disinfect."

Then he tore open a wound on the Kazakh man's leg and, with a slashing sound, cut open the wound that had just stopped bleeding.

The Kazakhs were instantly stunned. Was this even human? He was a demon.

Yu Mingda, standing to the side, was also horrified. This was a living, breathing person! Could it be that the wounds on his body...?

After Chu Chen cut open the wound, another bottle of alcohol was about to be poured in!

"Young master, I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll tell you everything, just don't pour that stuff out."