Chapter 67 Our Healers Are Much Worse Than Crow

Ten p.m.

"hu~hu~"

Accompanied by the whistling sound of the rotors.

Two military helicopters landed one after another in the open space outside the camp.

The crow Liuhei quickly stuck his beak out of the gap in the iron cage and opened the door of the cage neatly.

The two soldiers who were in charge of taking care of the crow were stunned.

Liuhei flapped his wings and flew out of the cage impatiently, quacking non-stop.

The other crows followed.

A square-faced soldier whispered, "Why do I feel like the leading crow is not very happy?"

Another tall soldier nodded and said, "Maybe he finds it uncomfortable to ride in a helicopter."

The square-faced soldier said with a few "tsk tsk" sounds: "Ordinary people are so happy to take a helicopter ride for free, but a crow actually despises it."

The tall soldier echoed, "Yes!"

The two were about to jump off the helicopter when they suddenly saw a crow quickly rush into the cabin and fly out from the other side.

The square-faced soldier only felt a chill on his face, as if something had fallen on it.

He subconsciously reached out and touched it, and his expression suddenly changed.

This is actually a pile of bird poop.

The tall soldier looked constipated. “The crow may have heard you talking about it behind its back.”

The square-faced soldier wanted to curse, but he didn't say anything in the end: "What bad luck."

The tall soldier lowered his voice and said, "These crows are very evil. It's better to say less."

The two looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

I can't afford it!

Inside the military camp.

Liu Hei led the flock of crows and flew a circle over the camp.

It picked a simple barracks that it liked and flew in by itself, followed by the crows that swarmed in.

Commander Ma soon learned the news.

With a wave of his hand, he immediately ordered the soldiers in the barracks to move out.

After a while.

A lieutenant officer came in quickly and reported a piece of news with a strange look on his face.

Chief Ma was surprised: "What? The crows have arranged a team and take turns to patrol the camp?"

The lieutenant nodded excitedly, looking very surprised: "You will know when you go and see it."

Commander Ma stood up quickly and walked out of the barracks quickly.

The lieutenant pointed to a corner of the night sky and said, "The first team of crows has gone back, and the second team of crows just came out and is now over there."

Commander Ma said "Oh" and turned to look over.

With the help of the lights in the camp, he immediately saw a row of small black dots flying past in a line.

"Cuck!"

The cry of crows was heard.

The crows quickly dispersed, as if they were chasing something, and then formed a team again.

Chief Ma asked, “Are they catching poisonous mosquitoes?”

The lieutenant nodded vigorously: "The crows have only been here for a while, and there are obviously fewer poisonous mosquitoes in the camp."

This guy couldn't help but say: "These crows definitely understand the art of war. A team of crows patrols an area each time.

"Some of the poisonous mosquitoes will flee to other places, and the second team of crows will patrol another area.

"This will allow us to kill more mosquitoes with fewer patrol shifts."

Chief Ma nodded and said, "It is indeed not simple."

He suddenly felt a little regretful that he couldn't bring himself to go and greet a group of crows as a general.

Chief Ma asked, "Have you prepared water and food for the crows?"

The lieutenant nodded repeatedly: "We were ready before the crow arrived, and we even arranged three shifts to take turns to serve the crow."

Chief Ma was a little surprised: "Why are there so many shifts?"

The lieutenant chuckled and said, "Everyone is very curious about the crow."

Commander Ma immediately understood.

So many people died during the day, and everyone was under great psychological pressure. Getting along with the crows could relieve this pressure.

This is the same principle as why keeping pets can treat certain mental illnesses.

Chief Ma sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Take me over to see the crow."

The lieutenant immediately responded, "Yes!"

soon.

Chief Ma stepped into the crow room.

The so-called "crow's room" was the name given by the soldiers in imitation of the "crow's nest".

The first time he saw the crows, a hint of surprise appeared on his old face.

This group of crows have shiny feathers and a pair of bright black eyes, looking quite extraordinary.

They were divided into several queues, and each queue squatted neatly in one position.

Anyone who sees this scene will definitely think of one word - army.

As for the famous head crow.

He stood calmly at the top of a cabinet.

At this time.

When the leader crow Liuhei saw Chief Ma looking at him, he opened his mouth and quacked.

This is obviously a greeting.

Commander Ma was stunned for a moment, then replied with a strange look on his face: "Hello!"

For the general, greeting a bird in a serious manner was truly a new experience in his life.

"Quack! Quack!"

Liu Hei shouted again.

Chief Ma was confused.

The lieutenant knew something and cleverly took out a tablet and placed it on the surface of the table next to him.

Liuhei flew down, stepped on the tablet, and quickly typed a few words with his beak.

It pressed another button, and an electronic voice sounded: "Where are the people bitten by the poisonous mosquitoes?"

Commander Ma was stunned for a moment.

He wanted to ask, "How do you know this?", but then he remembered that Mr. Ghost might have contacted Head Crow.

After all, the other party is the number one supernatural being in Daxia, so it is normal for him to have some mysterious means. Liu Hei typed out the second sentence: "Hey, don't just stand there, can you be more efficient?"

Chief Ma felt a little embarrassed.

The soldiers next to them were all trying to hold back their laughter.

With his extraordinary thick skin, Commander Ma looked at his subordinates as if nothing had happened and ordered, "Send someone who has been bitten by a poisonous mosquito over here!"

"Yes!"

Liu Hei started typing again: "Stop wasting time, can't you bring them all here together?"

The atmosphere in the crow house became more subtle.

Commander Ma finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his old face was full of embarrassment.

How could a general, dignified as he was, be embarrassed to be spoken of like this by a crow?
but.

After all, Chief Ma did not fight with a crow, which also showed his extraordinary magnanimity.

He nodded to the head crow first: "No problem."

Then he signaled to his subordinates: "Bring all the wounded here."

Not long after.

The wounded were brought in.

The bite of a poisonous mosquito is very strange. First there is numbness for a period of time, followed by an indescribable itch.

People who are bitten cannot help but scratch the wound constantly. Even if the skin is scratched and bleeds, they will continue to scratch uncontrollably.

The most peculiar thing is that even after taking anesthetics, I still feel itchy, but the degree is much less.

The first country to encounter the toxic mosquito tide, Tintra, summed up a simple experience.

which is:
Use a bandage to wrap the wound to prevent the injured person from scratching the wound. If you endure it for most of the day, the itching will be greatly reduced.

But this is not a panacea.

For many people with underlying diseases, mosquito bites can easily cause complications and require hospitalization.

However, the soldiers are in good physical condition and do not have any problems in this regard.

When these people were brought here, they all had a grimacing look on their faces, looking as if they had lost all hope in life.

Liu Hei poked his head in to take a look and typed a few words: "Untie the bandage."

Commander Ma immediately ordered, “Untie them!”

The order was carried out immediately.

The female military doctor stepped forward and began to untie the straps one by one, and reminded them: "Come and hold their hands. Don't scratch the wounds."

"Cuck!"

Liu Hei shouted.

A flock of crows flew over and pecked at the wound mercilessly.

The female military doctor screamed, "What are you doing?" and tried to drive away the crows.

The lieutenant quickly stopped her from doing so.

The crows spat out a little saliva and smeared it on the wound.

A few seconds later.

Something amazing happened.

An injured soldier suddenly looked relieved: "It doesn't seem to itch as much anymore."

Other soldiers spoke up.

"I feel better, too."

"The itchy feeling has been alleviated a lot."

The female military doctor looked at the wounded, then looked at the crow, and opened her mouth in surprise.

Commander Ma was completely convinced.

It turns out that Mr. Ghost was not lying, the crows can really treat the bites of poisonous mosquitoes.

"Cuck!"

Liuhei cried out proudly.

*
Go to the capital.

Kyushu Legion Headquarters.

The video of the Ling Ya saliva treatment was transmitted from the military camp in Jingyun County in just five minutes.

Chief Wu looked at it for a while and ordered, "Please invite Director Huang from the Special Medical Department over."

The so-called "Special Medical Department" is one of the internal organizations of the Kyushu Legion, abbreviated as the "Special Medical Department".

All the people with special abilities under the jurisdiction of the Special Medical Department are extraordinary people who have awakened healing abilities.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was soon invited over.

It’s Minister Huang.

This man was originally a doctor in a township hospital, and was doing pretty much nothing. But later he awakened his special powers and soared to fame. Now he is a senior officer with the rank of colonel.

Minister Huang finished watching the video and didn't speak for a long time.

Chief Wu asked, "Minister Huang, what do you think of Ling Ya's treatment level?"

Minister Huang had a subtle expression on his face: "I feel like most of the therapists in the Special Medical Department can't even compare to this group of crows."

There have also been many incidents of poisonous mosquito bites in Shangjing City, and many patients have been sent to the Jiuzhou Legion for treatment.

On the one hand, doing so can help civilians, and on the other hand, it can also help to improve one's supernatural powers.

Minister Huang added: "It takes our therapists an average of more than ten minutes to treat mosquito toxins, which is much slower than Ling Ya."

This guy asked eagerly: "Can the Special Medical Department recruit these crows?"

Chief Wu's face twitched and he shook his head, "Don't even think about it."

*
Inside the cave.

Yang Fan observed the crow from a distance and couldn't help shaking his head: "This little one has a bad temper!"

Liu Hei's series of actions, including his remarks to Chief Ma, were not actually directed by him.

Different people have different personalities, and crows are no exception.

Liuhei is exactly like this.

But this guy works very hard, and he has trained a group of crows very well.

Also.

The crows' method of using saliva to treat mosquito toxins is still one of the gains from comprehending the original laws of life.

He felt that toxins were essentially an expression of life force.

The crows' treatment method seems incredible, but to put it bluntly, it just transforms toxins into another harmless life force.

Yang Fan watched the treatment and was immersed in his understanding: "One of the true meanings of the law of life is transformation?"

The transformation of microscopic aquatic organisms into poisonous mosquito eggs is one manifestation of this "transformation".

The transformation of mosquito toxins is another manifestation of "transformation".

(End of this chapter)