Banished To Another World Chapter 8

Chapter 8- Not doing your best will also receive punishment

Da He's situation was actually worse than what Yan Mo thought, the entire body let out a rotten smell.

If this kind of smell was on your own body you could endure it, but put it on someone else's body…. Yan Mo really wished for an ultra filtered medical mask at this moment.

Inside the tent it was very dark, even if the curtain was completely lifted it would not help. Da He's two whelps were driven out by the adults to go play. Children are not sensible. Instead of letting them huddle together in the dark rancid tent to let their hearts wither together, it’s better for them to quickly learn how to hunt.

From now on Da He's family would have to rely on these two children whom were 4 and 8 respectively, especially the 8 year old. He must learn the most basic skills this coming winter, that way in the coming spring he could go out with other adults and go spring hunting. Then his younger brother would not starve the coming year.

Yan Mo had two people take hold of the fur underneath Da He and pull him to the entrance of the tent. If it wasn't for fear of attracting attention, he would have them carry him outside.

He Tu did not view Yan Mo as an equal because he was fourteen. Moreover he also had an injury so therefore she looked down on him. When she was fourteen she married Da He; fifteen gave birth to her first child. Even the priest's disciple started to help out the priest at age ten.

But He Tu did not know that Yan Mo was the Yanshan priest's disciple. Cao Ting's mouth was tightly sealed, only told her that Yan Mo had a little bit of herbal knowledge. If she had let He Tu know that Yan Mo was Yanshan's priest's disciple, things may become complicated.

Whenever a tribe enters war, everyone in the captured tribe could stay. Only the priests and their disciples could not because the priest represented the soul of the tribe. To let a different spirit enter one's homeland with ulterior motives, only fools would do this.

The original priest of the tribe could not leave behind any priest of another tribe, even the young disciples.

He Tu and Cao Ting were different. Cao Ting was bought as a slave, she didn't really care about the rise and fall of her master's tribe. He Tu was born in the Yuan Ji tribe, if she knew that Yan Mo was the disciple of his tribe's priest, she would not dare to let Yan Mo help, might even inform the priest.

Cao Ting informed Yan Mo in advance not to tell other people he was the disciple of Yanshan's priest. This put Yan Mo on alert. This matter did not show up in the youth's memories, he wanted to use his medical knowledge to build up his status quickly, ignoring such an important point.

Thankfully Cao Ting reminded him!

Then what exactly was his master thinking? Knowing that he was the disciple of his tribe's priest – although he really wasn't at all. Brought him back like this, he's not worried about him bringing bad fortune to the Yuan Ji Tribe?

Yan Mo did not think that the st.u.r.dy looking youth would have no intentions.

For the first time Yan Mo became alerted by his 17 year old master. If that person was not a sensitive person, then he also had no brain…

Thinking about it now, Yuan Zhan was originally going to let him go. Was it because he hit a snake into compliance with a stick and was posing as a disciple of Yanshan priest? This put him on a road of physical labor?

Yan Mo thought for a bit then quickly threw this matter to the back of his mind. He wasn't scared of people plotting against him. Yuan Zhan was probably thinking of using his 'priest' to do some stuff. As long as he still had some value, he would not hesitate to fight back. Not to mention he was already like this, what's there to be afraid of?

There was only two-thirds of Da He's right arm left. Although the wound was burned by fire to stop the bleeding,  but because there was no post-treatment care, the fire caused an infection. Now it had become black and stinky, leaking yellowish black pus.

If he wanted to continue to live, then it was necessary to cut off the bad meat and bones from the injury.

Da He's abdomen was wrapped in mud; it was probably the method they use to stop bleeding here.

Yan Mo looked at the color of Da He's abdomen then gently pressed.

"Remove the mud, there's no use. His insides are already rotten."

He Tu did not cry, her tears had already dried up the past two days. She knew what had happened to her husband for these few days, the only thing she wanted to do now was to make his pa.s.sing a little more comfortable. Even if he wanted to die, it'd be better if he died with a full stomach.

But Da He refused to eat anything. He already knew he was going to die and thought it would be a waste of food if he ate. Instead he wanted to leave it for his wife and children.

With the mud gone, Da He's wound was exposed. Near the naval on his abdomen it looked like someone had poked a big hole in him.

He Tu informed them that this was the stab of a Giant Horned Ox.

Giant Horned Ox

Yan Mo used a peeled branch to open the wound. Da He was in so much pain, he bit down on the hide in his mouth.

Lowering his head, he sniffed the wound, opened it and looked even closer.

This kind of situation…..was actually better than it looked on the surface. Don’t know if its because the people’s physique here was strong, their self healing abilities were pretty good. Its been two days, although there was a bit of rot in Da He's abdomen and internal organs, it wasn't that he could not be saved.

Yan Mo held onto Da He's left hand to take his pulse.

In the absence of cutting open his belly, he could only make an initial a.s.sessment just off observation and the pulse. Might have to cut off a piece of Da He's intestine, but the other internal organs should be working fine. Just needed to get rid of the rotten flesh, reclean the entire wound, get rid of the inflammation, then the probability of Da He surviving was very high.

However, there are no conditions here for an open surgery. Having no blood transfusions and equipment to st.i.tch up the wound were the two biggest difficulties. Afterwards still need to prevent another infection of the wound.

This is not because I won't save him, but because there’s no conditions to save him.

"Right now, you have two choices." Yan Mo said to the couple.

"Your first choice: Give me a root spur, I can let him spend his last few days without pain. He can even stand up and walk."

Da He's eyes lit up, spit out the hide, weakly replied, "Then can I go hunting?" It was better to go get more rations for his family.

Yan Mo ignored him. "Your second option:  Give medicine to a dead horse (1), I will cut open his stomach, dig out the rotten intestine inside, cut it out, return the good parts back inside. The infected arm also needs to be rid of the rotten parts. If you want to pick this choice, besides that it will be very painful, the possibility of death is very high, and you also need to help me prepare some stuff."

Cao Ting looked up, her face changed colors.

Da He did not hesitate to say, "I pick the first option."

He Tu grabbed the fur underneath Da He, "If the second option is picked, Da He, will it be possible for him to live?"

"Stupid woman! I'm dead, quickly find another one, even if I survive I'm still disabled. Are you still counting on me to support you?" Da He suddenly let loose a torrent of abuse.

"You shut up!" Looking to be a bit over 30, the 23 year old He Tu grabbed the fur that her husband spit into and brought it to her face.

Yan Mo had seen many of these instances in hospitals before, especially for the families of cancer patients. This was seriously a series of family moral drama he and the nurses did not ever want to watch.

It's not that they did not have compa.s.sion for patients and their families- actually he didn't have very little, only that they’ve seen it too much that even a soft hearted person will stop comforting. The young nurses and doctors who just started would let their tears flow because a patient just died, but later on they would also become immune to the family's sadness.

So Yan Mo b.u.mping into this kind of situation, would never take initiative to give advice, only if the patient started to open their mouth.

Cao Ting gently poked Yan Mo's back.

Yan Mo turned around.

Seeing that the couple were still quarrelling and crying, Cao Ting came closer to his ear. With a bit of anger and shock, reprimanded, "You're crazy! What nonsense is this? Cut open the stomach then cure him? You're not afraid that the priest might find out your the disciple of someone else? You still want to save him?"

Having Cao Ting watch him cut open the stomach and treat him, should definitely belong to "G.o.d please help" category. Being able to do this and only afraid of all the old priests and the temple servants. Yan Mo also said the possibility of death was very high, it must be because he's only a disciple and hadn't fully learned the technique of his priest.

Yan Mo was also very helpless. If Da He was really in so much pain that he was going to die, then he was also completely powerless. Thats still good words. If he gave Da He an euthanasia, most likely that c.r.a.p guide will be pesky and would also subtract some sc.u.m points, but ……

Da He's vitality was stronger than he imagined, and he was capable of saving his life. Although the conditions here were poor, but it was not totally impossible.

He thought carefully before opening his mouth. If there are penalties for not saving someone when there is the chance, then there must be added points for not trying your best. He painstakingly managed to return his sc.u.m points to 100 million, really did not want to let the guide find another excuse to punish him. It's really painful to be burned 8 nights in a row.

Moreover everything has disadvantages and advantages. If he wanted to reduce a large amount of sc.u.m points, it’s impossible to keep hiding one's own ability. Sooner or later it would be exposed, of course the sooner the better. His sc.u.m points really needed to be reduced a bit.

If unfortunately accused, then butchered by the priest here………..Yan Mo felt that the G.o.d who supervised the Exile Transformation Guide would not easily let him die.

Thinking up to here, Yan Mo raised his voice slightly, with an  affectionate voice, "Sister, you said that Da He's entire family were good people. If i do not have the ability then that's all, but I know my own abilities and can save his life. But in order to protect myself I must abandon him, but I …. I can’t do that! I really can't do it. When I see Master Da He I think of my older brother, my older brother was always so good to me…."

The quarreling husband and wife closed their mouths.

Da He had a complex expression. Looking at the teen, his mouth opened a few times but no words ever came out.

He Tu clenched the hand of her husband, but hearing the teen say the second option, they knew the young slave Yuan Zhan brought back must not be simple and could even faintly guess the ident.i.ty of the youth.

The tribe or her own husband, which was more important?

The youth could hide his own ident.i.ty and skills because of the help of a sympathetic slave girl, but did not hesitate their own life.

He Tu clenched her teeth, she could not lose her own husband; two children cannot be without their father. If there was a possibility to save her husband's life, then she would even make a deal with the devil!

At the same time she also believes, a youth who could risk their own life to save another life, even if he really was the disciple of another priest, would certainly not want to destroy the Yuan Ji Tribe.

She could watch him from now on, monitor him, wait until he wants to do something bad, then would tell the chief and priest. Yes, do it like this!

He Tu suddenly extended her hand and made a vow, "As long as you are willing to save my family's man, I vow that I will never reveal your secret!"  

Da He also opened his mouth, "Regardless of if you can or not… today you came, I am very grateful to you. Regardless of the result, I swear, My wife and I will never talk about your situation."

At this moment anything Cao Ting said would be inappropriate, could only bow in silence.

The youth was moved to tears, "I will certainly do my best."

He Tu could not help but reach out to pat his head and with a soft voice, "You are called Xiao Mo right? From now on you can call me sister. Sister asks you, if we choose the second option, what do you need us to prepare?"

The youth hesitated to respond, "Sister He Tu, I actually don’t have much certainty, the possibility of death is high, very high."

"I know." He Tu clenched both hands, "but you've also said to give medicine to a dead horse."

Yan Mo nodded, "Alright, as long as you've thought it through. To use this treatment, I need a bright and clean place, and this matter cannot be known by anyone else."

"Don't worry."

"I need to do needlework. For the Needle, use the sharpest bone spur, I will instruct you how to do it. If there is a hard thorn than that also works, as long as it meets the shape requirement. String…" Yan Mo hesitated for a moment, "using hair and a horse's mane is fine, the longer the better, prepare a few more."

"What else do you need?"

"Knife, pot, water, fire, soft and clean hay, setose thistle leaves, It's best to prepare all these things today. Master Da He's situation cannot be delayed any longer."

"Only these things?" He Tu asked.

Yan Mo jokingly said, "Sister He Tu, you can also prepare me the meal you were going to gift me. You can prepare me extra, I can eat it."

He Tu laughed. She thought she would have to prepare many things and that it would be very difficult, but after listening to it, everything was within her power to achieve. She was greatly relieved and quickly replied, "I'll immediately go prepare! What did you say about how to prepare the needle? How coa.r.s.e, how thin, how long? "

Cao Ting mindfully coughed to interrupt, "It's not hard to prepare these items, but to move Master Da He outside without attracting attention, and to find a safe, clean, place that no one goes to; just relying on us two alone will not work. And If i’m going to be outside for a long period of time I must tell my master."

"Yes, I can ask Da Diao for help. And Da He's younger brother Da Shan, with the help of those two, it will become a lot easier." (2) He Tu finished speaking and looked at Yan Mo, "Don't worry, as long as I urge them, both Da Diao and Da Shan will not say anything.Them and my family's men, have a good relations.h.i.+p with your owner."

Yan Mo smiled, Oh? A good relations.h.i.+p with my master? Oh, so I'll have to take good care of him.

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(1)Giving medicine to a dead horse: Idiom that means to keep trying everything in a desperate situation, not giving up hope

(2) Da He's name means Big River. Da Diao means Big Vulture. Da Shan means Big Mountain.

T/N: Now that it’s summertime, I have more free time. So I’m announcing that I will also be starting to translate a new series! It’s also a Danmei and shorter then BAW. BAW will still be my top priority but I just wanted to start reading a different novel while I was doing this. The t.i.tle and first chapter will be released in the next few days. For now it will be a surprise. Warning, it does contain Mpreg from what I can tell so if that’s not your cup of tea, don’t read it.