Wealth

This middle-aged man was Qiao Chunshan who had rescued Fan Wubing and the others. In the morning, TL went hunting. When he came back, he glanced at the person who came back by himself, and found to his surprise that Fan Wubing had woken up.

According to Tu Langzhong, Fan Wuyi was seriously injured, and he would have to stay in the tent for seven days before he could wake up. If he couldn't wake up after seven days, there would be no need for rescue.

But he couldn't think of it, Fan Wubing actually woke up in only three days.

Fan Wubing finally had some strength at this time, still speaking weakly, "Where is this? Did you save us?"

"This is Lijiayu. My name is Qiao Chunshan. I found you and the tent three days ago, so I found someone to rescue you." Qiao Chunshan said to Fan Wuyao enthusiastically. People?"

Before Fan Wuyao answered, Qiao Chunshan continued, "Recently, there have been a lot of outsiders in the mountain. I heard that mines are going to be opened. I think the two of you are so young. You shouldn't come to mine mines, right?"

"We're here to play--" Fan Wubing coughed, feeling that he was more uncomfortable being wrapped in leather, and said to Qiao Chunshan, "Can you get me out of here?"

"I don't know about this--" Qiao Chunshan was taken aback for a moment, and then said to Fan Wuyao, "I will ask the doctor, and I will be back soon."

After speaking, Qiao Chunshan left. After more than ten minutes, Qiao Chunshan came back again, with an old man in his seventies, short gray hair, and reading glasses with a crystal on the bridge of his nose. , Looks big with eyes.

Before the doctor came in, he nagged to Qiao Chunshan and said that it was impossible to wake up in three days, but after he came in, he saw Fan Wuyao looking at him with his eyes open, and he said with some surprise, "Young man His body is so good, much stronger than a cow!"

"Can you get this thing down first? It's uncomfortable for people who are aggrieved--" Fan Wuyao smiled bitterly.

The doctor carefully showed Fan Wuyao. It was found that the pulse condition was also stable. In addition, Fan Wuyi did not have any trauma. There are no fractures. So I agreed.

So the two people took apart the leather that was wrapped in Fan's disease. Then slowly uncover the herbs. He brought Fan Wuyao clean clothes to change.

"We can't see the wind for the time being. You have to cover it for two days before you can move around." The doctor said a few words to Fan Wuyao. Then said to Qiao Chunshan. "Looks he is in good health. Get some broth to drink at night. I still drink more soup for the past two days. Eat less dry land."

Qiao Chunshan agreed. "Just hit a few rabbits. Stewed them for the evening."

Fan Wubing felt a little weak in his limbs. But basically I feel okay. The parts are also intact.

Think about it. It's a great blessing in China.

At that time, the mudslide broke out. When he and Song Qing fell down the cliff, they were surrounded by tumbling mudslides. Their inflatable tent bounced in the jungle like a ball. Fan Wuyin worried that the tent could not stand the strong impact. When it broke, it filled the tent with true energy, and made the tent as strong as a space capsule. It just lasted for more than ten minutes, and finally lost intuition with the tumbling tent.

As for what happened later, Fan Wubing himself had no impression.

I heard Qiao Chunshan tell him that when the mudslide broke out, a river happened to be blocked, and the rising mountain torrent just floated away Fan Wu's tent. When the mountain torrent faded away, naturally he could not be found. The trail was washed away.

After hearing this, Fan Wubing finally understood why other people didn’t come to him. Maybe they are also very anxious now. After all, it’s been three days since this matter has passed. It is estimated that there will be no one to see a person or a corpse. It turned the sky upside down.

"How is my companion?" Fan Wubing asked with a cough.

This time, the true power was consumed too much and the lung qi was injured. It is estimated that for a period of time, it is impossible to do strenuous exercise.

"Fortunately, the thigh bones are a bit misplaced and they can't move. You need to find a doctor to see them. I can prescribe some herbal medicine, but I can't squeeze the bones." The doctor said to Fan Wuyao.

Fan Wubing coughed again, and then said, "Take me to see. I will squeeze my bones."

Both Langzhong and Qiao Chunshan were a little curious. Didn't they think that such a young person would actually have bones? However, they helped Fan Wubing into the room and saw Song Qing lying on the bed, unable to move. A middle-aged woman, probably Qiao Chunshan's wife, was speaking with her.

When Song Qing saw Fan Wuyin walking in, tears burst into her eyes.

When I heard Qiao Chunshan talking to the doctor, Song Qing thought that Fan Wuyi would probably not survive. It would be difficult for her internal organs to be injured, not to mention that Fan Wuyi was protecting her from rolling on such a high cliff. Falling down, drifting in the mountain torrents, I don’t know how far, and then I came to this small mountain village. It’s hard not to die!

"Don't cry. If you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing. Maybe you can become a governor in a few years." Fan Wuyao smiled and comforted Song Qing.

"How could it—" Song

He smiled, and then said to Fan Wubing, "I feel half of my body, am I paraplegic from a high position?"

Because of the dislocation of the thigh bones, Song Qing had already woke up the day before, but she could not move while lying in bed, and Fan Wuyi didn't know how to live or die. Don't even mention how anxious she was in her heart, and there was no way to inform people to come to rescue. , And there is no way to find a way out on his own.

Now that Fan Wuyao came in, and after more than a day's thoughts, he finally let go, and then thought about his situation, fearing that like Zhang Haidi, he could only lie in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

"The bones are misaligned. It's not a major problem. I'll treat you now." Fan Wuyi sat on the side of the bed, and then reached out and touched Song Qing's thigh.

"Ah—" Song Qing didn't expect Fan Wubing to have the name of a little genius doctor, but felt that Fan Wubing's doing so was a bit too abrupt. Although she was lying in bed and unable to object, there were still three in the room. Personal!

Although I am very grateful to Fan Wubing desperately protecting him, and I don't mind Fan Wubing doing something to him, but it is emotionally unacceptable to openly act in front of everyone.

But Song Qing soon realized that she wanted to be crooked. Fan Wubing really gave her a bone sculpt, so she only touched a couple of times, then lifted her buttocks up and down, and lifted Song Qing’s knees with the other hand. When her calf was bent, Song Qing realized that her leg could move with only a crisp sound.

"Oh my god, are you really doing bone repair?" Song Qing asked Fan Wubing with wide eyes.

Fan Wubing smiled slightly, "My nickname is the little genius doctor. I used to save the dead. Do you think I can fix bones?"

Song Qing could not determine whether Fan Wuyao was a genius doctor, but her body was indeed able to move now. He just lay on the bed for a few days. At this time, the bones all over her body were a little stiff, and Fan Wuyao gave her two more pushes. , Live and blood, Song Qing turned over and sat up.

"Little brother is actually a master!" The old man could not help but exclaimed when he saw Fan Wubing's beautiful bone setting technique. You must know that there are fewer people who are able to fix bones. He is a young man who is less than twenty years old. Understand this, and the technique is so old that the patient can restore the bones to the original state without suffering any major pain. This thing is really difficult to do.

"It's thanks to the life-saving grace of the two who are masters and not masters." Fan Wuyao expressed his gratitude to Qiao Chunshan and the old man very sincerely.

What he said is also the truth. If it weren’t for Qiao Chunshan to drag him back into the village, if it weren’t for the old man’s native method, he was washed away dozens of miles away by mountain torrents, and he was thrown into the barren mountains and ridges and no one cares. It's a dead end. Even if you are lucky enough to wake up on your own, it will take several days. Needless to say, there are wolves in the middle. Any mouse can kill itself!

No matter from which aspect, these two are the real life-saving benefactors of Fan Wuyi.

But the mountain people are really simple enough. The old man said with a smile, "What's the big deal, you often encounter dangers in the mountains. Helping others is also accumulating virtue for yourself. If you encounter danger in the future, or someone else Here to save you."

Fan Wubing nodded, and remembered these words in his heart. The kindness of life-saving is always to be reciprocated, but there is no need to rush for a while.

With this realization, Fan Wubing rested with Song Qing all night and drank the rabbit soup stewed by Qiao Chunshan. Early the next morning, his strength almost recovered, Qiao Chunshan set up a donkey cart, and then He personally sent them out of the mountain without a disease.

Seeing the donkey carts passing through the valleys, Fan Wuyao couldn't help but sighed, "No wonder it can still maintain the quaint style here. Where can ordinary people find such a place?"

Qiao Chunshan listened to Fan Wubing’s words, but said disapprovingly, “That’s not necessarily the case. People who open the mine can find it. They say there is coal here and they plan to drive us away and open the mine. The county doesn’t seem to care about it. It's ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It is estimated that our village will also be moved to other places in the future."

After Fan Wubing heard Qiao Chunshan’s words, he remembered that this matter is also related to him. Once he decides to develop tourism resources here, he needs to rectify those small coal mines and iron mines that are not standardized. There is also a green mountain in the local area.

It took more than half a day to walk from the morning to more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and the donkey cart finally arrived in Fengyuan County.

Qiao Chunshan looked at the quite lively street, and said to Fan Wuyao, "I don't like to go into the county town. People here always like to bully us hillbillies. Last time I went to the city to sell leather goods, the donkey was pulled into the street. I was punished by two old ladies wearing red sleeves."

"Uh, there is no way to do this, it will be punished everywhere." Fan Wubing smiled upon hearing this.

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