The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

The village has made money from selling herbs, and many children have enrolled in the new village private school this year.

The Wang family, the Zhang family, the Lin family...

The adults came in groups to pick up the children, wading through water that reached up to their calves, and walked home while talking.

What they saw along the way made everyone frown and worry.

The children also felt the depressing and panic-stricken atmosphere, and were in low spirits and experienced a rare quietness.

That night, heart-wrenching news came.

A burst of rapid gong sounds pierced through the sound of rain, waking up all the Yuxi villagers who had fallen asleep. They hastily put on their coats and slippers and rushed out, feeling uneasy.

There is chaos and war outside.

After the gong stopped, the cries and shouts that had been covered up before could be heard.

“Dad, Dad! Wuuuu! Save my dad, please!”

"Dad, hold on, we'll find a doctor right away!"

"Don't block the road, everyone, get out of the way. Xiao Qi leads the way to the Lin family at the end of the village!"

"Quick! Carry him to the Lin family! The situation is urgent and we can't take care of anything else. Guinong, go to the Yan family and knock on the door and ask Doctor Yu to help save him!"

It was raining heavily in the middle of the night. The light from the windproof lantern was dim and illuminated the road ahead.

The wounded were carried and backed, stumbling towards the end of the village under the guidance of the people of Yuxi Village.

The women and children who were accompanying them were shouting and crying, their voices sounding helpless and confused.

The humid air after the rain was filled with the smell of blood.

Although they didn't know what was going on, when they saw this situation, the Yuxi villagers followed without saying a word, ready to lend a hand at any time.

The gate of the Lin family's courtyard was opened, the lights in the house were turned on, and Lin Dashan and Lin Erhe helped carry the injured person to the main room.

Everyone now had time to look at the injured person, and then they all gasped.

Two injured people were sent over.

There was a big hole in his chest and abdomen, half of his body was covered in blood, and his clothes were soaked, and the blood and rain mixed together and quickly left a large mark around him.

The other one had a wound on his head, his face was covered in blood, and one of his legs was bent at a strange angle, obviously with a broken leg bone.

The two men were lying on a straw mat spread out in the main room, one groaning in pain, the other barely breathing, both in a semi-comatose state.

The women, children, and men who had come with them knelt exhaustedly beside the straw mats. Under the light, their faces were even paler than those lying down.

"What happened? How did he get such a serious injury?" The Yuxi villager guarding the door of the main hall couldn't bear to look inside and whispered to the person next to him.

Someone recognized the injured, with mixed feelings, "They are from Chaogui Village. The one with chest and abdominal injuries is the eldest son of the Zhao family. A house in the village collapsed due to rain, and when he went to rescue people, he was stabbed in the stomach by a broken beam."

"..."

The Zhao family of Chaogui Village is the home of the village chief of Chaogui Village.

For decades, the relationship between Chaogui Village and Yuxi Village has been tense and strained due to the issue of the water source of the Yushui River.

Because Chaogui Village is located in the upper reaches of the Yushui River, the water source downstream is often cut off in the summer. It was the Zhao family who led the fight, and Yuxi Village had many fights with them.

Human life is at stake. At this time, everyone is concerned about whether the people can be saved. As for the grudges between the two villages, they are kept separate and no one wants to add insult to injury and bring up old grudges.

"Xiao Qi went to ask for Doctor Yu, right? Why hasn't he come yet... Oh, it makes me anxious, will Doctor Yu refuse to come?"

Time seems particularly long at this moment, so long that it makes people anxious.

The villagers couldn't calm down. They were rubbing their hands and walking in circles under the eaves, wishing they could fly and carry the doctor over.

But everyone knew that Doctor Yu was the accompanying doctor of the Yan family, and whether he was willing to save people depended on his own wishes.

Saving someone is a kind act, but not saving someone is also blameless.

No one can force others.

The noise in the main room also woke up the children of the Lin family.

The boy rubbed his eyes and went to the main room. When he saw the bloody scene, he was almost scared to death and cried for his mother.

On the contrary, Bai Xiang did not have any extra reaction to the color of blood.

The little kid walked over to the lost boy beside the straw mat and poked his shoulder with his head tilted. "Zhao Baoliang?"

The little brother who was punched twice by her for trying to snatch his brother's water bag was remembered by her.

Zhao Baoliang turned his head and looked at the little girl, dazed, tears falling down his cheeks. With a hoarse voice, he begged by repeating only one sentence over and over again, "Save my dad, save my dad, please, please, please, save my dad..."

Bai Xiang pursed his lips, quietly fed the two people on the straw mat with the little green ball, and released green smoke to cover the horrific wounds, "Don't cry, the doctor will be here soon, Brother Changqing is a good man."

Brother Changqing is a very good person and would ask Uncle Yu to help save people.

Bai Xiang had no doubt at all.

There was no apparent difference between the two people on the straw mat, but the blood was no longer flowing out from the deep wounds and internal organs that were invisible to everyone, and the rapidly losing body temperature was also returning.

It seems to be injected with the fountain of life.

The anxious Yuxi villagers inside and outside the main hall felt strangely calmed down when they heard Bai Xiang's words.

I don't know why, but I inexplicably believe that the Yan family will give face to Bai Xiang no matter who else they give face to.

Sure enough, the next moment, Doctor Yu appeared at the gate of the Lin family's courtyard, followed by the panting Xu Xiaoqi.

"Here he comes, Doctor Yu is here! Quick, everyone spread out and let Doctor Yu in!"

The crowd under the eaves made way for a path, and when Yu Heng went in, the crowds on both sides merged again, and everyone stretched their necks to see what was going on inside.

Sitting beside the straw mats were members of the Zhao family and other villagers.

When he learned that the doctor had arrived, he used all four hands to move away without being called, and stood by to watch the doctor nervously diagnose and treat the patient. He held his breath and dared not make a sound, with his heart in his throat.

Mrs. Lin took out all the lights in the house, lit them all and placed them near the straw mat so that the doctor could better save the patient.

Yu Heng was focused on examining the injuries, inserting needles, and applying medicines. His movements were quick, orderly, and fully under control.

Doctors are saving lives and at this moment, their whole bodies seem to be filled with brilliance, brighter than the sun.

Bai Xiang stared at him without blinking.

Although she has the green ball and can save people, she actually doesn't know how to do it.

Unlike Uncle Yu, who is familiar with medical skills, can prescribe the right medicine, and use what he has learned to cure diseases and save lives, this is the real ability.

Soon, the wounded who were groaning in pain gradually became quiet.

The dying man's complexion began to improve.

"Although the injury is serious, it's not the worst. There's no blood clot in the brain from the hit on the head, and luckily the stomach was stabbed, the blood loss is at a critical point, otherwise I probably can't save him." Yu Heng took out the needle, connected the broken bones of the injured person and put them on a board, then closed the small medicine box he was carrying and stood up, "I'll go back to prepare the medicine, and bring the medicine bag over to boil later. The lives of these two people are fine, and we can take them home to recuperate after daybreak."

These words finally made the villagers in Chaogui Village feel relieved. They all knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you, doctor. Thank you, doctor!"

Yu Heng smiled, waved and left.