The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Wen Qingcheng closed her eyes, took a long breath, took out a silver needle from her small bag, and gave Wang Laowu several injections on his wrist, chest, and throat.

"Hurry up and take him home. He's still holding his breath. Go back and say goodbye to his family properly."

"He pretends..."

Peng Ge'er didn't say anything else. No matter how much he called, Wang Laowu couldn't wake up.

"His spleen has ruptured, and there is no visible external injury from the outside. His life is in danger. If we don't carry him home, I'm afraid he won't be able to see his family for the last time." Wen Qingcheng lowered her eyes and said regretfully.

Wang Laowu probably had eaten too much at noon, so he fell from the roof on purpose. Although he consciously did not hit his head, his body fell heavily to the ground, causing his spleen to rupture.

In the Da Qi Dynasty where medical conditions are underdeveloped, surgery is not possible. For such serious internal injuries, even if Wen Qingcheng is good at acupuncture, he is powerless to save the patient.

People then panicked and immediately gathered around to confirm that Wang Laowu was indeed in danger of death.

This news was like a bolt from the blue. Peng Ge'er couldn't accept this reality. He had played with Wang Laowu since he was a child. When he was a child, Wang Laowu climbed trees and walls, rolled down from above, and fell many times without any problem. How come this time...

"You guys are from the same village as him, right? I'll go get a car and you guys can take him home quickly."

After Wen Qingcheng settled down, he wanted to go out to find a carriage. Coincidentally, there was also a kind-hearted person among the onlookers, who asked Wen Qingcheng to wait here to see if he could be rescued, and ran to the village to find Lao Li, the carriage driver.

Wen Qingcheng took out the silver needle and strongly stimulated his Duanhong acupoint. Although there seemed to be no bleeding or external injuries, his abdominal cavity was actually full of blood.

Wang Laowu is now in hemorrhagic shock, which is beyond her ability. All she can do is to stop his bleeding temporarily, keep him alive with silver needles, and extend his life for a moment.

The construction of Wen Qingcheng's new house was stopped today. After locking the door, Wen Qingcheng walked back home dejectedly.

Seeing Wen Qingcheng's solemn expression, Ye Xiuying felt something was wrong. "Qingcheng, what's wrong with you? Didn't you pack up the lunch box?"

Wen Qingcheng finally came to her senses and held Ye Xiuying's hand. It was a hot day, but Wen Qingcheng's hands were as cold as ice, and her palms were covered with sweat.

Chuyi also noticed that Wen Qingcheng was unusual, his face turned pale, and he hurried over. Wen Qingcheng was about to speak, but the next second his eyelids fluttered and he fainted.

Chuyi reached out and held her in his arms, "My wife, my wife."

"Qingcheng." Ye Xiuying hurriedly asked Chuyi to carry her back to the room. When Wen Qingcheng woke up again, the whole family was sitting around the bed looking at her.

Zicheng cried out "Wow". "Big sister, are you okay?"

Wen Qingcheng shook her head slightly. Ye Xiuying brought her a bowl of warm water and she drank it. Only then did she feel better.

Wen Qingcheng witnessed a life gradually fading away in front of her. She felt anxious and heartbroken, and her emotions fluctuated greatly. In addition, the weather outside was hot and she suffered from heatstroke, which caused her to faint.

"I'm fine, mother, something happened in our new house."

Ye Xiuying's expression suddenly became nervous, "Did the helper have an accident?" Wen Qingcheng was afraid that her mother would be scared, so she carefully chose her words, "Mom, don't let your imagination run wild. Our helper didn't have an accident. Let me tell you slowly."

Wen Qingcheng told Ye Xiuying what had happened, and Ye Xiuying's reaction was beyond her expectations.

"Qingcheng, since the incident has already happened, we have to face it. If the sky falls, there is always the earth to support it. This incident is not your fault, and it has nothing to do with us. You are not feeling well, so take a good rest first."

Ye Xiuying left Wen Qingcheng's room, her heart pounding. Although Wang Laowu's death was not caused by her family, it happened in their new house. Stopping the work for two days was a small matter, but they were afraid that the people from the Wang family in the neighboring village would come to make trouble again.

Wen Qingcheng was not frightened by today's scene, nor was she afraid of death. In her previous life, she lived in the apocalypse, killed zombies, and saw many cruel and bloody scenes. Because of this, Wen Qingcheng was particularly respectful of life and cherished life. She felt extremely sad when she saw a life gradually withering in front of her.

Chuyi had no idea of ​​her thoughts. He just thought that Wen Qingcheng was frightened. He couldn't say anything to comfort her now, so he could only sit behind her and hug her.

Feeling the fragile body in his arms, like a wounded bird, Wen Qingcheng used to be so calm, brave and resourceful, supporting a family alone.

However, at this moment, Wen Qingcheng was lying in his arms. He could feel her fragility, and a strong desire to protect her suddenly surged in his heart.

"My lady, don't be afraid, Chuyi will be with you."

Chuyi hugged her tightly, his chin resting on the top of her head, and thought to himself: Don't be afraid, I will protect you, you are never alone.

Wen Qingcheng felt the man's strong chest muscles and smelled the familiar scent, and her mentality gradually calmed down. She reached out and gently touched Chuyi's arm, patted it, and said that she understood his heart.

At some point, Wen Qingcheng fell asleep in Chuyi's arms. When she woke up again, it was already dark.

"How could I fall asleep? Maybe my arm is numb." Wen Qingcheng woke up, and Chuyi was still holding her.

Ye Xiuying had been sitting in the main hall since she came back from her trip, feeling very worried. Now Wen Qingcheng's reputation as a miracle doctor had spread throughout the Crescent Moon Village, and at the same time, news of the death of Wang Laowu from the neighboring village had also come.

People said that Wen Qingcheng, the daughter of Wen Laoer, determined that Wang Laowu would not survive with just one look, and spread her medical skills as if they were miraculous. But the more this was said, the more uneasy Ye Xiuying felt. She didn't want people to have any connection between Wang Laowu's death and Wen Qingcheng.

"Why does God treat me like this? We just want to live a peaceful and stable life, why is it always so bumpy?" Ye Xiuying muttered to herself in the main room.

"God won't care about us, mom, don't think too much."

"Qingcheng, I just went out to ask around, and the bachelor from the neighboring village passed away at 4 p.m. this afternoon. How about we all go out and hide for a while tonight?"

"We didn't kill anyone, why are we hiding?"

Chuyi said naively: "Wherever my wife is, I will be there."

Although Zicheng didn't know what was going on, he felt something was wrong. He looked at his mother and then at his elder sister, "Wherever mother and elder sister are, I will be there.

At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard door. Ye Xiuying was startled and her face turned pale instantly. Then she calmed down, walked to the courtyard, and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

"Aunt Ye, it's me."

Ye Xiuying had already moved to the door and heard a familiar voice. She saw through the crack in the door that it was Ruan Sanlang, so she opened the gate.

Ruan Sanlang slipped in, Ye Xiuying looked around and quickly closed the gate.

"Third brother." Wen Qingcheng saw Ruan Sanlang and knew that he must have brought them news, so she hurriedly welcomed him into the inner hall and closed the door.

Ruan Sanlang said solemnly, "Wang Laowu is dead."

Ye Xiuying nodded: "Yes, I heard about this."

"The Wang Laowu family is not a good family. You should hide for a while. I have a good brother who works as a bodyguard in the escort agency. I will send you to the county and ask them to escort you to a friend of mine in Hengchang Prefecture to hide for a while."

Wen Qingcheng had no intention of retreating. "We won't hide. This is not our responsibility. I didn't kill anyone, and he wasn't our helper. He ran to our new home and fell off the roof and died. Do you want me to be responsible for his stupidity?"

"Qingcheng, I know that everyone knows this, but...the Wang family doesn't think so."