Chapter 525

At this time, Tara saw Peter Chen coming in through a door. He came to greet the old grandmother, nodded to Tara, looked at Tara, and then at Manna. Although he didn't say anything, Tala Ra received his concern.

Grandmother: "How's it going outside?"

Pete Chen: "It's still burning. It won't go out until it's completely burned and purified to ashes."

"It's a good thing we've finished harvesting our food, otherwise..."

Sam: "Grandma, don't worry, our food is well hidden. With this food, we can stay in this cave for a year or so without any problem."

Pete Chen: "If you stay for so long, you'll become a caveman."

Pete Chen turned to Carlos and said, "I just sent Mubak away and asked him to take some food."

Sam: "This guy really took advantage."

Pete Chen: "I didn't take advantage of it. I told him that this is an advance payment. In the future, the sowing of the farm and the construction of our house will depend on his people."

Sam: "That's more or less."

Pete Chen: "Mubak left two wounded, Carlos, you go and treat them, before the wound becomes infected, you are the only one here who has been on the battlefield and knows first aid."

Carlos smiled and said, "Haha, is there anything else you Pete Chen doesn't know?"

Pete Chen: "Look, hear, ask, listen, and read. I know everything, but I can't see blood..."

Carlos found it incredible that Pete Chen would faint.

In his mind, Pete Chen is almost omnipotent.

These cellars, tunnels, caves, including the farms outside, were all built under the leadership of Pete Chen, and today those robbers are trapped in the farm and cannot get out. He believes that they are also related to Pete Chen. There is something about him. A mysterious force.

Carlos was always an arrogant guy. He only admired Pete Chen here, but he didn't expect that Pete Chen would faint when he saw blood.

Carlos: "Okay, I'll go and see, Sam, get the first aid kit, you come with me."

Sam walked around the cave, unknowingly picked up a box from that corner, and followed Carlos.

Pete Chen said to the women in the cave: "Don't be idle, hurry up and prepare food. The men will eat when they come back."

"Oh, that's right, I was so focused on running outside just now that I didn't even bother to get food."

someone shouted.

Then Tara remembered that they didn't show anything either.

Aojia said: "Peter Chen, your cellar is close, and you have prepared a lot of food. Let's go to your house to bring delicious food."

Pete Chen: "As long as you are not afraid of smoke, go ahead."

"That's what you said, go, go to his house to get food."

Pete Chen said: "When you go to the cellar of my house, take out that rattan box by the way, it will be needed later."

Olga: "Let your wife go, we don't dare to touch your things casually, haha..."

"And Carlos's is close too."

Olga: "Forget it Carlos, he's a bachelor, he eats everywhere, he never prepares food, why not go to my house."

Tara said: "We have a lot of food in the cellar, I'll go get it..."

Olga: "You don't want to go, we just go, you stay here with the old grandmother and watch the children."

After talking about the women, they parted ways and went out. Olga and a woman went through the same door they came in, and Pete Chen's wife and another woman went through the other door.

Sure enough, Tara thought, there was more than one way.

The remaining two women took the kettle and pot and said they were going outside to boil water.

Tara helped the grandmother lie down on a cushion to rest, and she followed, hoping to help.

There is a big cave outside this small cave, and there are more people outside.Tara distinguished that these were the women and children sent by Mubak.It turned out that they were all placed in this cave.

Many torches were lit around the cave, illuminating the cave like daytime.

Some people lit several fires in the cave, and some set up pots to boil water.Some put pots and were cooking a kind of paste, and the air was filled with the smell of cornmeal.

On one side of the cave, a thin stream of mountain spring water flowed down, and a reservoir was built under it, where two women from the farm were fetching water with a gourd ladle.

Tara walked over too.

"Tara, come drink water, this water is delicious."

Tara washed her hands with water first, and then scooped up water from a gourd ladle to drink like they did.

The spring water is clear and sweet, which is too thirst-quenching.

Tara drank most of the scoop in one go.

"What can I do?"

"There's nothing to do, you rest."

The two women walked away, carrying the pot and the pot.

Tara thought maybe the old grandmother and Manna wanted water, and she wanted to bring them a scoop.

At this time, Carlos's loud voice was heard: "Sam, can you, you are so clumsy, how can I do it?"

Sam: "I told you I can't do it alone."

Carlos: "Come and help me personally."

Tara looked around, she was the closest to them, walked over quickly, and said, "Carlos, Sam, do you need help? I can do it."

Carlos: "Do you faint when you see blood?"

Tara: "No, I have learned a little first aid and can bandage wounds."

As a qualified flight attendant, Tara has received first aid training, but she hasn't really used it yet.

Carlos: "That's great, Tara, you can replace Sam, Sam, you step aside and get some hot water and towels."

Tara could see clearly that Carlos and Sam were checking the wound of a wounded man. There was a first-aid kit on the ground next to it, and the contents inside were messed up. It should be Sam's masterpiece.

Sam backed away, and Tara crouched where he had been.

The wounded man was leaning against a pile of sacks with half-closed eyes, exposing his right arm, soaked in blood at the shoulder.

Carlos: "His wound was on his shoulder, the bullet was lodged in it."

Tara touched his forehead, it was hot.

"Carlos, he has a fever..."

"So the bullet must be taken out, and then find a way to reduce the fever."

Tara checked the first aid kit. There was nothing in it except scalpels, scissors, pliers, alcohol, iodine gauze bandages and some commonly used medicines. It was so simple that it couldn’t be compared with the ones she had on the plane before. “How could there be no anesthetics?” Pick?"

Carlos: "Ma'am, what is this place? Don't think about it. It's good to have these. I've talked about it several times. Tony got it for me. Without these things, ordinary daggers or knives will kill the bullets." Get it out, you can't delay, you can only let him endure it."

Tara shuddered when he said it as if he had done it before.

Carlos said to the wounded man again: "Hey, brother, hold on, I'll take out the bullet for you."

The wounded nodded, but did not speak, he had no energy to speak.

Sam came with a basin of water.

Tara first wiped the wounded man's face with a towel.

Carlos: "Sam, get another towel and gag him."

Sam: "Huh?"

Tara: "Go ahead."

After a while Sam brought over the towel

Then came Pete Chen.

Pete Chen watched from a distance and said, "Are you killing pigs? Are you going to tie people up?"

Carlos: "There is no anesthetic, that's the only way. It would be better to tie it up, otherwise we won't be able to get him the bullet if he starts to move around."

Pete Chen muttered in Chinese: "Really, learn from Guan Gong to scrape bones and heal wounds, and sit still like Mount Tai."

But no one else understood what he said.

Pete Chen: "Okay, okay, you guys clean his wound first, the anesthetic will arrive in a while."

Carlos: "There is anesthetic, you didn't say it earlier."

Pete Chen: "I thought you've already done it, who knows... let's not talk about it, you guys get ready."

Carlos: "Tara, get ready. Scissors."

Tara handed him the scissors, and Carlos cut off the wounded man's clothes, exposing the wound.

Then Tara carefully wiped the blood from around the wound with a towel.

The wound was not big, only the size of a coin, so it didn't look too scary.

Tara calmed down, then used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to disinfect the wound.

"what……"

The stimulation of alcohol made the wounded scream in pain.

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(End of this chapter)

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