It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 162

Jiang Yan ran back and forth several times and had recovered more than two hundred arrows.

She placed the newly found handful of water on the arrow "stack", turned and walked to the side, placed her fingertips against the outer wall of the earthenware jar to test the water temperature, and after it was not hot, she poured out a little more to confirm again, then handed the earthenware jar and a stack of boiled and dried cloth strips to several older brothers and sisters who were helping to treat the wounds.

This was Jiang Yan's initiative after observing the wound treatment. After all, the rather crude technique, the large and deep wound, and the lack of appropriate antiseptic and anti-inflammatory medication… gave the impression that survival depended entirely on fate.

But she fought hard to drag them back under the rain of arrows, naturally wanting as many of them as possible to survive.

Jiang Yan thought about it and found that what he could do to help was to boil some clean water to rinse the wounds of the injured, and then boil some clean cloth strips to bandage the injured, which could somewhat reduce their risk of infection.

However, supplies, including tools, were in short supply. She asked someone to help search, but they only found two or three clay pots that had been dropped and whose bottoms were not broken. Even with the ones they brought with them, it was still not enough.

There was no other way, we could only cook and dry as much as we could. Fortunately, despite the hot weather, the boiling water cooled slowly, so no one was in a hurry.

"There's no need to rush. You can't just pour boiling water on the wound." The uncle lying on the ground said weakly. The wound he had previously treated and bandaged was opened a second time and was being deeply rinsed with boiled water before being bandaged again.

Apart from those who died of serious injuries shortly after being dragged back, and those whose arrow wounds were so fatal that the bleeding could not be stopped by moving, most of the injured had their arrows pulled out cleanly during the time when Jiang Yan and the others were drying water.

Some people were so frightened that they dared not pull out the arrows, thinking that if they cut the arrow shafts short, they could hold on for three or two days before finding a doctor to save their lives.

The elder brother who had commanded Jiang Yan earlier didn't try to persuade him much, but simply said in a cold voice, "If you don't pull it out, the flesh on your body and the arrow will stick together and rot together."

"Maggots will also grow on your body, densely packed with them, crawling all over your body." Another big brother seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was distorted when he added.

Jiang Yan's arm was gently touched by an older woman waiting for secondary treatment: "Little girl, after washing with this water, maggots won't grow on it, right?"

"Um...it's definitely shorter than regular water." Jiang Yan's eyes wandered slightly. "If you can clean the wound and change the bandages regularly, it might heal faster."

……

Jiang Yan was busy until dawn. He closed his eyes and took an hour's sleep. Then he got up groggily to deal with the arrows he had collected.

An iron-arrowhead feather-tail arrow weighs about two taels. She has nearly 150 arrows piled up around her, which is more than 30 kilograms. Naturally, it is impossible for her to carry them all with her.

Jiang Yan calculated that she could only keep thirty at most without affecting her movements.

And since there are only thirty, we naturally have to pick out the best ones.

As for the rest... Jiang Yan looked at the people who had bandaged the patient yesterday, "Big Brothers and Big Sisters, do you want any arrows? You can take all the arrows from that pile."

The people who were asked subconsciously tensed up and cautiously refused, "Why take this? We don't need it."

"For self-defense. When it's safe, you can melt the arrowheads and use them to forge iron."

She plunged the arrows she had carefully selected, arrowhead-side down, into boiling water to sterilize them. Then she asked enthusiastically, "Do you need my help finding them? No reward, just give me a ride on your way."