Banished to Another World, Banished to Another World, Chapter 10: I am going to die!

Banished-To-Another-World 《异世流放》 Yi Shi Liu Fang   

Banished to Another World, Chapter 10: I am going to die!

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"Of course, it isn’t in my intention to hurt Da He." Yan Mo looked at his right hand: "Banish Guide, I swear; it isn’t that I am reluctant to stop Da He from feeling discomfort but there really are too few tools. I only have a few needles. There are numerous acupuncture points. In order to save his life I have to choose between pain relief or immobility. I can only choose the latter. I believe you can understand it.”

Yuan Diao listened to the language he could not understand, and he couldn't help but stare at Yan Mo for a long time.

 Cao Ting only understood that Yan Mo was using a healing spell. He previously used this strange tone and voice while looking at his right hand when he was treating his injured leg.

A few moments before Yan Mo was about to kneel down, Yuan Shan suddenly shouted: "Wait!" The words just fell when someone was pulled over.

Yan Mo stopped along with the rest of the group. They simultaneously turned around, and looked at the direction of Yuan Shan. Seconds later, everyone heard a scream that didn't belong to Yuan Shan. He came out while grabbing the neck of a slave and dragged the latter into the open space.

Cao Ting frowned, this slave was someone she knew. This guy used to flirt with her. This person called Yang She is a slave belonging to Yuan Bing, a 3rd rank warrior

1].... Yang She=Sheep Tongue.

"You have dirtied my hand and now I have to wash it again!" Yuan Shan screamed and threw the person to the side of the open space, before pressing his foot on the slave.

"Get him out. He is too dirty. He even brought mosquitoes and flies with him." Yan Mo said coldly.

Yuan Shan did not say anything, but bent over and grabbed the paralyzed slave and threw him away from the open space.

The surgery started. Because there were no suitable tools for anything, and the assistant and scrub nurses were unskilled. The speed of surgery was slowed down.

Yuan Diao was responsible for retracting the incision site and widening the skins. He is a warrior and, therefore, knows more about Yan Mo’s conduct. No knife exist at the present situation which can cut the flesh on Da He’s stomach without hurting his internal organs, and it isn’t like there is anyone who can precisely cut the edges at just the right size, and yet Yan Mo is doing it almost too easily.

Yuan Diao felt that even Fat Dog Fei Quan in the tribe, who is responsible for slaughter, is not as good as Yan Mo especially with regards to the understanding the structure of the human body. No, maybe he should not compare the Fat Dog with Yan Mo. 

Yuan Diao looked at Yan Mo, who was silently cutting Yuan He, and felt a chill strike his heart. 

This young boy has a deep understanding of the structure of the human body so much so that he can completely paralyze Yuan He with a few needles that not even a finger can be moved. With his hand, the boy moved a knife at consistent speed and an indifference look while cutting open the human body; the strength to keep this up... Yuan Diao wonders about the extent of this child’s killing capability.

Yuan Diao began to pray for his good brother in his heart. Maybe he should advise Yuan Zhan to suppress the boy before he grows up?

Of course, if Yuan Zhan wants to have a slave who can help him fight and hunt, then he alone is left with advantages. But if he waits after the boy's military strength to rise, can Yuan Zhan still suppress the latter?

Yuan Diao is really worried for his good brother. 

"Cao Ting, wipe the sweat off your Master." Yan Mo, who was looking down, suddenly uttered.

Cao Ting, who had been wiping the sweats off Yan Mo, immediately raised her hand to wipe her master’s sweat.

Yuan Diao didn’t discovered his strain until this time. In order to keep the wooden planks in position to continuously open the wound, he had already sweated out, and the sweats dripped down the chin and onto the ground. To prevent the sweat from accidentally dripping onto Yuan He, Yuan Diao leaned his head back a little further, and his arms had to stretch in an even straighter line.

The slates are so light and the cutting edges are only separated on both sides. Why does he feel so tired? He can lift a sheep with one hand and never feels this tired.

Cutting off the rotten intestines, reconnecting together the intestinal tubes, putting the healthy parts back in the stomach, and suturing the two pieces together. 

Yan Mo was using a straight needles since he naturally didn’t have curved needles. This wasn’t a problem to Yan Mo considering the pain was only felt by Yuan He.

The strong warrior bit the animal skin as tears flowed out of his eyes. He was in so much pain that he wanted death. Amidst his sanity, he still thanked the boy. He was in pain but he only needed to hold back and not to scream. There was no need to worry that his body would struggle because of severe pain. 

Cao Ting was nervous and stared at the wound. As soon as blood flows out, she quickly wipes it off with a soft, boiled and dried hay. 

She expected to see a lot of blood. She didn't know what the boy had done, but Yuan He, whose belly was cut open did not bleed much. This made Cao Ting involuntarily astonish. This was the power she could not understand. She only thought that it can be regarded as the power given by God. 

There are people who have such an idea. 

1].... 6 years of Bachelor in Medicine and Surgery will do that for you.... Heck even my Clinical Officer Diploma hardly comes closer to the action.

Priests usually offers sacrifices in order communicate with the gods, making the priests the closest to God. It was to no surprise that Yan Mo is the disciple of a priest; Cao Ting was shocked by the ability of Yan Mo.

"Take off the slates."

Yuan Diao heard the two words as clear as the sound of the day. He took back the wooden planks at the fastest speed, before hiding to the side and vomiting.

The time for the operation was not long. Yan Mo is an arrogant scum, but his medical skills are really of the highest level especially the various advantages. He is a proud and self-sufficient doctor, that is, he is very strict with his medical skills. It doesn’t matter whether he has a good or a bad attitude; in terms of ability: diagnostics, surgical, acupuncture and medicinal knowledge, he will never allow himself to commit even the smallest of mistakes.

Even though he is a scum and a bad person, he is still an immoral guy with outstanding skills. This was the reason some people still knocked on his door. Despite his detestable character being know to certain people, they still come to him knowing that he will do his duties as a doctor with outmost attention.

Yan Mo cut the hair strand that acted as a suture and completed the final stitching. While appreciating the stitches done by himself for a while, he found that his proficiency and precision was not as good as before. He immediately decided to start practicing the flexibility of his hand from today onwards.

Yan Mo shouted for He Tu on the side to come with the medicine. As a result, Yuan Shan and Yuan Diao ran together to see Yuan He's stomach.

Yuan He was pale and was covered with sweat. The whole person was weak to the extreme. If he could move, he would also like to look up at his stomach.

It seems that the vitality and tolerance of the primitive people here are really strong! Yan Mo’s fingers itched, he really wanted to dissect a primitive person to see if it can still live afterwards. How good would it be if that was the case...?

"It's amazing! The Salt mountain people can still do this..."

"Suturing." Yan Mo taught them to use the new vocabulary, and the pronunciation is of course the Chinese universal sound.

"Suturing...right, suturing." Yuan Shan learned the new vocabulary and smirked, he was staring at his brother's belly and was looking at it nicely. If it wasn't for Yan Mo’s stern warning of “don't touch the suture”, he would like to reach out and touch the seam.

He Tu ground the leaves and squeezed them into the husband's mouth. She squatted down and smeared the ground juice of the big stalks.

"The toughness of the hair is not guaranteed. Before the wound heals, you'd better not move, especially the abdomen. You cannot push yourself to do anything before I allow it. Meat and any other solid foods cannot be eaten. If you can get yellow rice... that's good. Make sure it is cooked into a porridge, the thinner the better. In the next two days, you can only drink water; adding a little salt for strength is okay but the proportion has to be calculated, etc. I will tell Sister He Tu what to do.”

Yan Mo said this while looking at Yuan He. In fact the warning was meant for He Tu. "If you want to save the stomach, you can’t eat anything, remember?"

He Tu nodded, Yuan He looked sad - In the past, I can immediately eat large meat. Eat more in the day.

Yan Mo yelled at him and smiled sternly. "He Da Ren, fortunately, you didn't eat much after you got hurt, otherwise your intestines will be rotting out, and the leaked food will make other internal organs also rot. Don't look at me during that time, that is, even my master may not be able to save you."

Heaven! The formerly revived Yuan He was so scared he turned ghastly pale.

There was a cold sweat on He Tu. She tried to force her man to eat for the past two days. Fortunately because of her man's temper and his love for his wife and sons—really... god bless us!

Yuan Diao touched his chin, who was this Master? The name and honorary name of the old man that taught him the skill? 

Cao Ting whispered: "Little Mo, about He Da Ren the arm is it also going to be dealt with today? Do you want to take a break?"

Seeing Yuan He’s physical strength was still good, Yan Mo nodded and decided to clear the rotten flesh in his arm today.

Yuan Shan suddenly took the wooden scoop and took the boiled the warm water to Yan Mo's mouth.

Yan Mo scoffed and said thank you before bowing his head to drink.

Yuan Shan waited until Yan Mo finished drinking and withdrew his hands. Afterwards he went ahead patted the boy’s head.

Yan Mo reprimanded him.  "... Remember to wash your hands."

Yuan Shan laughed. "I know, you can rest assure. Hey, I think my hands have not been so clean in my life!"

Others listened and laughed together. They all did.

Yan Mo licked his lips and let Cao Ting re-boil the water. All utensils needed to be disinfected again.

 At this resting time, he looked at his right palm.

Immediately after he finished closing the wounds, his right hand lit up. In the past two days, his right hand has been illuminated many times; because he instructed He Tu and the others on making the tools and taught them some common sense, the Scum value was reduced. Before the operation began, his scum value has been reduced to 99999990 points.

When Yan Mo's gaze fell to the right hand, the banish Guide was in the process of showing the content again.

• Helping someone recover their lives, the scum value is reduced by 100 points, and the total scum value is 99,999,890 points. 

• Congratulations to the banished for a one-time reduction of 100 scum values. The second article: the guide to the reconstruction of the biological biology is now available. 

Special Note 1: Please ask to open the second page when you use it, and take the initiative to ask for a specific page. Please ask while looking at your right hand when inquiring.

Special Note 2: The use of this Guide will increase the scum value and increase the number of points. Please use it with caution. 

Yan Mo didn't care much about Special Note 2, he was only happy that the second article of the Guide was finally available to him. This means that in the future, if he encounters a creature he doesn’t know in this primitive society, he will not have a black eye (he will not be able to stand idle not identifying it). 

The Guide didn't end, and the content shown below almost made Yan Mo scream. 

• Congratulations to the banished by reducing the value of 100 people in one time. In order to reward the enthusiasm of the Banished, and also to make the Banished carry out better work, the Guide hereby reward a set of gold needles for acupuncture; a total of 72 needles. Please go to this guide in the rewards list to receive the reward. 

Special Note: This set of gold needles is unrestricted in its use and cannot be lost. Banish, please use it a lot of times.

Is this the only reward? Still, it’s a set of acupuncture gold needles he needed most! Yan Mo's heart was ecstatic, his left hand was tight, his mouth is tilted, and he was so happy that he can't control his face at this time.

At the moment, he couldn't help but let the guide show the reward list.

The guide flipped, and a set of golden needle images appeared on the blank reward list page.

There are also instructions below the image.

Special Note: In order to prevent loss, all rewards can be returned to the reward list for storage after use. Just click on the reward image when you need it, and you can take it out by meditating "Remove XX". When you want to save it, you can use your right hand to cover the rewards, and you can put back the reward list by meditating, “Save XX".

The guide judged that Yan Mo has finished reading all the content. The page changed, the golden stitch image was reduced and the text disappeared. The list page actually has a one-line form. 

Number *** 0001

Product Name *** Acupuncture with Golden Needle 

Quantity *** 72 

Function *** Acupuncture 

Remarks *** Lost does not make up for it

Yan Mo automatically reached out. He wanted to click on the image, but was forced to temporarily retract his hand. 

In this situation, if a set of gold needles suddenly appear with him, it will be too shocking. How can he explain the origin of this set of gold needles? 

Should he say it was a gift from God? 

When are The Yuan Ji people so dewy-eyed? Even if they believe him who can guarantee that they will not see the needles as a treasure, after all, the treasure is God's reward regardless of its effects. If there is a chance of ownership, who does not want it? 

Even if these people in this open space crushed their greed because he saved Yuan He, who would dare guarantee that they would not speak of it? 

Even if they don't kill him for the gold needles other people will rob him because of greed, and no matter whether he pays for the gold needle or not, he will not get anywhere with them in the end. 

"Not for the time being." Yan Mo said softly.

The guide acted like it understood his words, the reward page disappears, and returns to the scum value statistics page.

Yan Mo thought that the display was over. He was about to speak regarding how he was going to remove the rotten meat from Yuan He’s amputated arm when he saw the guide lit again. It showed another reminder.

• The malicious intention at the heart caused the patient to suffer pain once, the scum value has increased by +10, and the total scum value is 9999900 points. 

• A small penalty will be imposed for a one-time increase of 10 points for Banished scum. The content of the small punishment is to make the Banished feel the pain felt by the patient for ten minutes, and it is executed immediately.

"Fxck!"

Yan Mo only spoke out the word, and the intense pain immediately attacked his nerves!

"I don't accept it!" Yan Mo fell to the ground and scream with tears falling from his eyes.

He shouted with dissatisfaction in his mouth, but in fact he understood why the guide punished him. It was because he has the capability to completely relieve the pain of surgery from Yuan He, instead of paralyzing his body. If Yuan He did not feel pain, he naturally would be stationary during the operation. 

He wanted to make a reasonable lie resulting to him turning a blind eye, and the Guide was not deceived by him.

This fucking world! This fucking guide! Nothing can escape it! A little heartless way to live is not for these people! He is not playing! He is going to commit suicide!

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