The Red Age of Sword and Magic

Chapter 485
"Randy, your blast cape broke again the moment you put it on."

"This thing is so expensive, doesn't it mean it can block bullets? Liar, do you want to return it?"

"I heard from Ruan Shenggong that this time it was shot by shell fragments——

You saved him from the fire, he's very grateful. "

"Actually, if I hadn't carried him back, he would have been hiding in the trenches, and he might not have been shelled."

"Then his legs will be delayed, and he may become disabled.

Uncle Junior, I think the volunteers who come here must be the elites of dragon teams from various countries when they go back in the future.

If you keep saving people like this, you will earn a lot from this favor, but it is quite dangerous. "

"They are all passionate comrades. How can anyone think as much as you, Sister Wu. I am a member of the medical rescue team, and I am more dangerous than going to the battlefield?"

The two chatted casually, and Sister Wu took off Randy's cloak and sewed it up for him.

What Randy thinks is very erratic. In this carriage, Sister Wu can actually do needlework.

The foggy yarn is not the main reason for practitioners, the main thing is the smooth roads around Madrid.

Although Daxia is now overhauling the railway, the road is far worse than here.

Even the declining great powers are much more powerful than Great Xia.

People in Daxia are the most hardworking people in the world, so why can't they enjoy smoother roads?This is the responsibility of an elite like myself, and the burden on my shoulders is heavy.

In Henry's singing, at the next frontline medical center, Sister Wu also finished her needlework.

"Huh? Sister Wu, the shape of the sewing is not good this time. It looks like a hammer. Those who don't know it think I am a dwarf, a subordinate of Li Dahammer."

"But this time it's the shape that was scratched by the shrapnel."

"No, people will laugh at you if you wear this."

Randy is not a dwarf who blacksmiths. The signboards of Li Dahammer blacksmith shops all over the place are like this, and Randy is very resistant to this.

"Well, I'm a farmer. When I was young, my family had [-] acres of paddy fields. I cut rice with my family. You can add my stuff to it."

Sister Wu was busy sewing a cloak for Randy, Sartre was a cameo nurse helping to hold down the wounded, Picasso was a night shift driver all the way, and without rest, he took out his drawing board and started drawing again.

Picasso's painting has taken shape, and it can be seen that there are some messy people, as well as a crazy donkey and a bull's head.

"Why don't you draw normal people, but draw them so exaggerated?"

"Guernica has been razed, where are the normal people under the bombing?

You look at a swordsman lying on the ground, which is drawn according to you. The flower in his hand represents the desire for life. "

Randy really couldn't see the similarity between the bald-headed swordsman with simple lines and himself, but the donkey with a crazy look was quite similar, um, ordinary children couldn't draw it.

As soon as Sister Wu's cloak was mended, Randy, who continued to maintain the prejudice of "art is bullshit", went to the front line to carry the wounded.

The other paramedics can only carry one with two people, but Randy is strong enough to carry one with one person.

Every day in the smoke seems to be repeated, always full of guns, explosions, and the buzzing of enemy planes.

Countless bloody sacrifices, everyone on the battlefield has long been numb.

Henry's blood transfusion car shuttled through various front-line medical clinics, known as the "Angel's Car".

Few people remember what Henry looked like. On the Angel's car, the most beautiful misty yarn has become the spokesperson of "Angel".

In fact, the contribution of the fake nurse Wujie to the blood transfusion truck is far inferior to that of the Catalan nurse. At least every blood test is done by others.

However, beauty is justice. It is not easy for such a beauty to brave the gunfire to go to the front line to debride the dirty and bloody wounded, right?

What's more, when the wounded see the chivalrous woman in fluttering white clothes, their mood will be greatly calmed down.

After these wounded recovered from illness, the reputation of "Swordsman in White Clothes Angel" has spread throughout the battlefield, and will spread throughout the world as the wounded return home.

Randy, as an active ambulanceman, was not noticed by anyone, except for the wounded who was carried down from the line of fire by him.

Within a month, Randy's figure appeared in various fire lines, carrying more than 500 wounded from the fire lines.

The image of Randy wearing a cloak with a strange logo has become a sight on the battlefield.

When Randy arrived at the frontline medical aid station with a wounded man on his back again, he found that Henry was not transfusing blood, but writing something on a simple table.

"This is my record report, I have completed timely blood transfusions for a hundred seriously wounded, and all of them were successful.

This shows that my invention is effective and supported by data.

This thesis will serve as a guiding document to establish blood stations in thousands of cities around the world and save countless people. "

Henry wrote the last punctuation mark of the paper, signed his name, and laughed.

Randy was also happy for the achievements of his old comrades-in-arms, and suddenly found that something was wrong with Henry's state.

Henry sat on the chair with his mouth open, and suddenly remained motionless.

Is this a sudden heart attack?Randy was a little nervous.

Just as he was about to go up to test Henry's breathing, he suddenly heard exclamations outside the ambulance station.

Picasso, Sartre, Randy, Sister Wu and the Catalan nurse head out together to see everyone looking up at the sky.

I saw a sudden phenomenon in the sky, a huge golden light cluster began to condense, and then a bright golden beam of light descended from the sky, submerging into the temporary hospital at once.

Immortal sounds were faint in the beam of light, and countless golden lotus images flew around.

What's the situation?Henry sanctified?
Randy has seen a lot of people sanctified, they are all white light, what's the matter with this golden light?And this lotus—it looks like a Buddhist thing.

Henry is a foreign devil and has never had contact with monks.

He is a priest of the light, and he pays homage to Zoroastrian temples, and has no connection with Buddhism, so why does he look like he has become a Buddha?

Randy did know why Henry turned into a statue.

At the beginning, my cheap Fusang master, Feicun Jianxin, became a saint on the battlefield. I just rubbed beside him for a while, and was baptized by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and learned a lot of Fusang martial arts.

Henry is the rightful lord of sanctification this time, so it's normal to be immobilized.

Everyone else has a dull expression. Randy has seen a lot of sanctification, and Sister Wu has also seen it, so they don't care.

Randy sighed at most.He started his career in the Western Regions with a few comrades in arms, and his team leader is only a senior swordsman, and two of his team members have already become saints.

A martial arts sage, Ah Hua, has a good foundation, and he is a high-level monster when he comes out of the mountain.

Henry was only an intermediate priest of light just now, and he has basically given up his cultivation, so he is the least likely to become a saint.

However, they found another way, because they invented the blood bank transfusion and became a medical saint.

Generally speaking, only a pioneering master in a certain field can become a saint.

One-to-one blood transfusions already existed.What Henry invented was not blood transfusion, but how to store blood and apply it to ordinary people on a large scale.

From the perspective of scientific classification, Henry should not be sanctified for merely creating a branch of medical technology.

However, the invention of large-scale blood transfusion has since changed the overall situation of surgery to save lives, and will save countless lives.

Heavenly Dao counted the number of saved souls, and gave the corresponding merit. Henry, this belongs to the sanctification of merit.

It was the first time that Randy saw the light of sanctification was golden, and he could vaguely guess some reasons.

After the light faded, Henry walked out of the infirmary, looking up to the sky and laughing.

He is just a showy person, not humble at all, and he is still the same after becoming a saint.

The Catalan nurse rushed up, hugged Henry and kissed him fiercely.

The freshly baked Doctor Henry's face immediately had bright red marks.

This level of attack is so embarrassing to Neptune Henry, he laughed and hugged the nurse's waist, stepped into the sky, and cruised back and forth in the sky.

Where had the little nurse seen this before? She was trembling with excitement, her slim figure pressed tightly against Henry's body.

Wherever Henry flew, the soldiers there cheered, with constant "click" and "click".

(End of this chapter)