Chapter 682 Nymeria on the verge of death
After Rolf and Shirley left with Nymeria, the centaurs also returned to the tribe along the mountain road under Margery's order.
Only Bain did not leave. He walked stiffly to the rock wall and tried to pull out the sword, but it was sunk too deep into the mountain and could not move at all.
Bain was irritated for a moment. Not to mention the sound of horse hooves as the tribesmen left, even the mountain wind whistling around sounded like a mockery to him.
He hit the rock wall so hard that his arm hurt, and then he stopped.
Margery walked slowly to Bain, patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, stop punishing yourself, let's go back to the tribe."
Bain growled: "I really can't give in, Margery!"
"Why are you unwilling to give in?" Margery comforted:
"The feathers of the arrow you shot are quenched with the venom of the color-changing giant snail. After such a long time, the venom has already penetrated into the bone marrow.
Even if Scamander could really help her detoxify, the wound had already pierced her stomach and she had lost so much blood... Nymeria would definitely die. "
This is also the reason why Margery did not conflict with Scamander and forced Nymeria to stay... all he took away was Nymeria, who was about to become a corpse.
Scamander seems to have won face, but the real face is still with the centaurs!
But Bain didn't think so. He wanted both dignity and face.
So, he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to kill Scamander, I must kill him!"
"Bain, you are no match for Scamander, what are you going to do to kill him?" Margery said seriously:
"He let you go three times in a row. I'm pretty sure that if you provoke him again next time, he will definitely kill you without hesitation, even if I intercede for you."
"So, now that Nymeria is dead, let this end here."
It's okay not to mention this matter. The scar was torn up, and Bain's face became a little ferocious and twisted.
Bain extremely rejects and hates wizards, but he was defeated three times by a wizard.
And the wizard mercifully spared him three times. This extreme humiliation was even worse than killing him.
Bain said angrily: "I want to use that wooden coffin."
"You're crazy." Margery said angrily: "In order to kill Nymeria, you used that wooden coffin and shortened your life span by several decades.
If you use it again, how long do you think you can survive? "
Bain didn't speak. He touched his gray hair, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
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Rolf and Shirley did not leave Brown Cave Mountain. They rode their broomsticks around to the back of the mountain, found a hidden cave, and immediately got into the box.
Nymeria's injuries were serious and needed immediate treatment before they could return to Hogwarts.
At this time, the two of them were standing in a room filled with the pungent smell of medical alcohol.
Shirley wanted to put Nymeria on the operating table, but because she was a centaur and couldn't lie on the table, the girl had to wave her wand to make her lie on her back in mid-air.
Rolf picked up a radio-like magic item from the shelf. He tapped the button with his wand, and strands of green thread sprouted out of it and connected with Nymeria's wrist.
Those green silk threads trembled, and the sound of "dong dong dong" sounded from the radio.
This is a magic heartbeater, similar to a Muggle electrocardiograph. It can detect the beating of the heart to determine the patient's condition.
Rolf floated up and came to Nymeria's side. An arrow was deeply inserted under her chest, and black blood seeped out. It was obvious that the arrow was poisoned.
There is also a mesh garment made of vines on Nymeria's body, and its presence will affect the operation.
Therefore, he didn't care too much at this moment, and asked Shirley to untie it directly.
As the ponytailed girl cut off the vines and pulled off the entire dress, she and Luo Fu instantly understood:
Why don't other centaurs wear clothes, except Nymeria?
It's too big!
This is definitely a tall mountain that Rolf has never seen before. Even Helena and Margaery, which are equally large in size, are not as good as Nymeria together.
What's even more frightening is that she is still lying on her back in mid-air.
Experienced people know that when lying on your back, your body will naturally spread out to both sides.
However, Nymeria could still see the ridges and peaks from side to side. She really couldn't imagine how... spectacular it would be when she stood up.
For a moment, not to mention Luo Fei, even Shirley, who was a girl, looked slightly dull.
At this time, Nymeria, who was in a coma, suddenly coughed violently.
Luofu quickly stretched out his hand to hold down the swaying and trembling strange scenery to stop them from shaking.
If it hits the arrow feathers, causing secondary damage to the wound, it will be bad.
Shirley came to her senses and immediately took over Luo Fei's work, gently lifting the twin towers upwards, allowing him to treat the wounds with peace of mind.
Luo Fu calmed down, moistened a piece of gauze with the smell of crushed herbs with alcohol, and wiped the dust near the wound.
After he cleaned it up, he raised his arm again. A scalpel trembled twice on the shelf, and then it popped out in a perfect parabola and landed accurately in his hand.
Rolf took the scalpel and cut Nymeria's wound to a length of one finger. He cut again, cutting deep into the bone. He opened the wound with his left hand, reached into the pliers with his right hand, and pulled out the half of the wound that was deep into the bone. The arrow was pulled out and thrown into the cup.
A fishy smell gushed out from the wound. The wound opened horribly, and blood slowly flowed out.
Luofu frowned and looked at the wound. The arrowhead had hurt his intestines, which was more serious than imagined.
He silently took out a gourd-shaped blue-flowered porcelain bottle, poured out some medicinal noodles, poured out a black liquid from a white porcelain bottle, and finally took out some hemostatic medicine from an ice-cracked vial.
He mixed the three potions with half a bowl of warm water and rinsed the wound again and again, and the black blood and water flowed into the basin.
After cleaning up the venom, Rolf began to repair Nymeria's internal organs that were injured by the arrowhead, but this process was not that easy.
When Rolf was treating Nymelie, it was Shirley's job to collect potions, alcohol, collect the blood in a basin, and wipe the boy's sweat. She was busy and it was extremely hard.
When the two of them finished their work, it was already late at night. They were both exhausted and sat at the door to rest.
Shirley looked at the unconscious Nymeria and asked, "Rolf, how is she?"
"Although the poison was removed from Nymeria, her injuries were too serious and she lost too much blood... I tried my best." Rolf sighed:
"If you don't wake up within three days, you probably won't wake up."
"Is there any other way?"
Luofu nodded and said: "There is another way to save her."
"What method?" the ponytail girl asked.
Luo Fu was silent for a moment and said:
"Unicorn blood."
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