After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

"Oh... horse, please stop, it's okay, it's okay!" Nanxing pulled the reins hard, Banxia found an opportunity to jump off the horse, hugged the horse's neck tightly, and comforted it: "It's okay, it's okay."

Ding Xirui and Lin Mingxuan got off the bus and hurried forward with their medicine boxes on their backs. An Yumo also packed some clean clothes and followed Ding Xirui and the others. The road was congested and pedestrians were in a panic. It took a lot of effort for the few people to see the situation ahead. A carriage had fallen down, and the carriage was broken into countless pieces and scattered on the road. The horse screamed and shook, and a large area was burned; there were still some residual flames on the side of the road. Two men were lying on the left and right, motionless, with a charred face, and the clothes on their arms and legs were rotten. One of them had a large pool of blood under him. The smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. Ding Xirui took out a handkerchief and covered his nose and walked forward. Two nearby carriages were also affected. The horses were still restless and walked back and forth. One of the horses had a wound on its belly. The curtain of a carriage was splashed with sparks and burned a small part. Five or six people did not dare to get close, and huddled together and shivered. The two men took off their clothes and patted the flames.

"Get out of the way, the doctor is here!" Lin Mingxuan shouted, and rushed forward to check the injuries. The two men, one tall and one short, did not move at all. Lin Mingxuan held the arm to feel the pulse, and was shocked. The pulse of the taller man had stopped. He opened the man's eyelids and found that the pupil had dilated. With his hands crossed and placed on the patient's chest, he pressed again and again, trying his best. Ding Xirui felt the pulse of the other man. There was a lot of noise around her and she was in a turbulent mood. She closed her eyes and felt it carefully.

"There's a pulse." Ding Xirui breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Mingxuan continued to press, "Let him hold a piece of ginseng in his mouth first." he said.

"Okay." Banxia had already opened the medicine box and handed over the ginseng slices to the man. Ding Xirui touched the man's head and found no wounds. He then checked his neck, upper limbs, and torso in turn. Except for the blast injuries on his left arm and leg, he found nothing.

Lin Mingxuan stopped moving, checked his breathing and pulse, and finally shook his head and turned to another man.

Order gradually returned to the road. Some brave people came forward to ask if someone was dead and if they needed help. An Yumo found two cars and asked them to deliver the letter to Lan County and Luocheng County respectively.

"Water? Do you have any clean water? Bring it here!"

"Here." A woman handed it over, and a little girl also handed over a pot.

Ding Xirui tore off the unconscious man's clothes, Lin Mingxuan cleaned the wound, applied medicine powder, scrubbed the man's face, fed him warm water, and waited for him to wake up. During this time, the two treated the injuries of the two horses, but unfortunately, the horse that fell was severely burned and could not be saved. Nanxing turned her face away, choking a little, and Banxia also felt a blockage in her heart, and desperately smashed the remaining flames with stones and soil.

The smell of smoke and gunpowder gradually dissipated, and not long after, the man slowly opened his eyes.

"Little brother!" Lin Mingxuan called softly. The man saw the person in front of him clearly, and his whole body shuddered. He wanted to sit up reflexively, and his arm suddenly hurt. The next moment, he immediately shouted: "Brother!" and looked around in panic. His brother had been covered by a white cloth.

"Brother!" He crawled over without caring about his arms and legs. The people around him looked at each other with serious faces, and no one spoke.

"No! I don't believe it!" He raised one hand, tremblingly stretched it to one end of the white cloth, and tears fell.

The white cloth was lifted, revealing a charred face with eyes closed.

"Brother! Wake up!" He threw himself on his chest and shook him violently. The wound had split open and the white cloth was stained with blood, which soon turned all red. He ignored it all and cried to the sky with tears streaming down his face.

"God, please take me away and give my brother back to me!" He pounded the ground with his clenched fists, and his hands were almost hurt.

"Brother." Lin Mingxuan finally couldn't help it and pulled him.

"Brother!" The man was still shouting, Nanxing stepped forward, hugged his back, and pulled him away. An Yumo held Ding Xirui's hand tightly, her eyes red.

It was noon, the sun was strong, and more people were coming and going. Everyone helped to move the wreckage to the roadside and moved the dead man to the shade of a tree not far away. The servant who was carrying the man was trembling, and a circle of sweat appeared on his forehead. The surviving man had cried so much that he was exhausted, and was carried by Lin Mingxuan and Nanxing to the shade of the tree.

"Brother..." His voice was already weak.

"My brother, the dead cannot be brought back to life, please accept my condolences!" Lin Mingxuan consoled him while motioning Nanxing to get some water. The man's eyes were blank, as if he hadn't heard him.

Ding Xirui came up to the man and asked cautiously, "Big brother, where are you from?"

The man looked at her lip shape and suddenly widened his eyes. "What did you say?" His voice suddenly rose, startling everyone around him.

"Where are you from?" Ding Xirui asked again.

The man suddenly rubbed his left ear and murmured, "Why can't I hear anything? Why can't I hear anything?" Then he laughed, "Retribution, it's all retribution. God, is this my punishment? Why don't you take me away too?"

Ding Lin and the other man looked at each other and thought something was not good.

"I'm a doctor, let me take a look." Lin Mingxuan said on his right.

"It's incurable, it's incurable," the man shook his head, looking at his brother lying on the ground, "My brother is dead, what do I need ears for?"

"No, brother, life must go on..."

"Yes, life must go on. Let's see the doctor."

"Your brother is watching you in heaven, and he doesn't want you to be deaf."

The people around him tried to persuade him, but the man just kept shaking his head. He simply held his head and put it next to his brother, "It's all my fault. I'm the one who deserves to die."

Lin Mingxuan was helpless. The patient was uncooperative. He couldn't check his ears or take his pulse because he kept moving around. Ding Xirui looked at the mountain roads on both sides, hoping that the officials from both places would arrive soon. The two affected cars did not leave. The others wanted to say goodbye and leave, but An Yumo stopped them.

"Girl, we are in a hurry to get on the road. It's getting dark early today and we can't delay any longer." said a woman.

"Yes, we are far away and have nothing to do with this matter." said a horse boy.

"Everyone," An Yumo bowed slightly, "I'm not trying to make things difficult for you, but this is a matter of life and death, so please stay a little longer until the people from the government office come and ask you questions before you leave."

"Girl, this fact has nothing to do with us." A man with a mustache spread his hands, turned around and was about to pull the carriage, but found a strong young man blocking the intersection.

"What do you mean?" The man was a little angry.

"Girl, who are you? How dare you stop us so casually? We are good people." A fat woman approached, her eyes full of impatience. "We helped put out the fire, cleaned up the road, and provided water. We have done enough." The woman put her hands on her hips.

Ding Xirui came over, bowed, and shook An Yumo's hand. An Yumo paused, and spoke again: "If you are really in a hurry to leave, please leave your name and address. If the government asks for details, we can find you!"

"This..." The woman was a little speechless, turned her head to look at a woman in extraordinary clothes, and squeezed back. The others looked at each other, all hesitant.

"Who are you and what qualifications do you have to ask for our address?" A woman in extraordinary clothes walked forward.

"Yes, yes, what if you are bad guys?" The others reacted.

"We are definitely not bad people!" An Yumo's face turned a little red.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Human life is at stake. Now we are at the border of two counties. It will be difficult for us to get together again once we leave. In case the government wants to ask you something, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Please understand." Ding Xirui said.

"That won't work either. If you are bad guys, we might suffer misfortune in the future." The woman said coldly, curling her lips. "I will only wait for a quarter of an hour. If the people from the government office don't come in a quarter of an hour, no one can stop me."

"Then let's wait a quarter of an hour too..." Seven or eight carriages were parked on the side of the mountain road. The quarrels dispelled the sadness from before. They took out their lunch boxes and ate lunch, but no one lit a fire.

There was a sound of horse hooves coming closer and closer. Nan Xing ran up the hillside and looked around, a look of joy on his face. "Captain Qin is here with his men!"

An Yumo breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiaohu and Xiaobao ran a few steps towards Luocheng County.

Qin Xiaofeng soon appeared in sight, "Whoa..." several people turned over and got off their horses.

Ding Xirui pulled An Yumo forward and said, "Brother, the gunpowder exploded, one died and one was injured."