Interstellar Cute Little Husband

If it was on other planets, it only needed to use a healing instrument to heal the wounds, and the wounds on Mu Yan's body could be healed immediately. It would be even better if there was a healing chamber.

It's a pity that this is a backward planet. Not to mention healing instruments, there are not even worse healing tools. You must use the healing methods used by the primitive ancestors, such as applying medicine, taking medicine, applying externally and taking it internally. The time will also be longer.

After the doctor checked the man, he said: "There are many wounds on his body, and the internal injuries are also serious. Whether he can survive it depends on these two days. As long as he can wake up in these two days, then he will be fine. If If you can't wake up, then..."

The doctor didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he had to say.

"Thank you, Dr. Li." Yang Wenyao thanked, and then sent Dr. Li to leave.

"Don't be sad, we have done everything we can." As for whether the injured man can survive it depends on himself, Yang Wenyao comforted Mu Yan.

Mu Yan also knows that the next thing is to rely on the man himself, but he still hopes that the man can survive.

Seeing a strange tall man lying in Mu Yan's house, Yang Wenyao was a little worried. Although he was injured now, this man was not easy to mess with.

Moreover, he was wearing a military uniform, even though it was already in tatters, but he still recognized it. Can such a person stay at the young man's house, can he really rest assured? What if he came to his senses and did something to Mu Yan?

Yang Wenyao thought for a while, and said to Mu Yan, "Yanyan, you stay at home alone, why don't you send him to the hospital in the village, so that he will receive better care."

Mu Yan looked at the injured man, and knew that Uncle Yang's suggestion was the most suitable, but for some reason, he didn't want to send it over.

"It's fine. I have nothing to do at home. I can take good care of him. There are not many doctors in the village, and there are many other patients, too busy." Mu Yan said.

Although there is a hospital in the village, the scale of the hospital is not large, and there are only two or three doctors. Usually, everyone will go there if they have a small cold or injury.

Yang Wenyao didn't say anything when he saw this, he just wanted to take some time to come and see him every day. Anyway, this man was still seriously injured, and he wouldn't recover for a while. Even if he was sober, he might be powerless to do anything.

So, the injured man temporarily stayed at Mu Yan's house.

After resting for a day, Mu Yan's legs have regained consciousness. Although they are still a little trembling and weak when walking, they can recover after resting. Because the shoulders have worn a large piece of skin, they have already applied medicine. It hurts sharply.

For the past two days, Mu Yan did not go to the forest to look for ingredients, but concentrated on taking care of the injured man at home, helping him change and apply medicine, and cooking the leftover mushrooms into soup, feeding him carefully .

Number five watched the unconscious man eating the mushrooms that belonged to him, and felt a little resentment in his heart, but soon these resentments disappeared, because...

"No. 5, these are for you." Mu Yan handed the other bowl to No. 5.

No. 5 looked at the bowl full of mushrooms and was very satisfied. Although the man could be fed by his own hands, he could only drink soup, and he still had to eat mushrooms. Sure enough, Yanyan still liked it the most. it's gone.

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