Liu Xiaoyu and others were still staying at the transit.
At the same time, in the deep prison, Wang Hu curled up in a wet corner.
"Brother of the prisoner," Wang Hu spoke in a hoarse voice, breaking the dull silence of the prison cell, "Can you give me a few books?"
The prison guard was carrying food buckets to deliver food to cells one by one. When he heard this request, he was stunned. He turned his head and looked at Wang Hu, and saw that there was a bit of desire in his once fierce eyes.
The jailer hesitated for a moment, thinking that the request was not too much, so he agreed: "Okay, but you have to be honest."
Soon, several yellowed books were handed to the cell. Wang Hu picked up one with trembling hands, rubbing the pages with rough fingers, as if touching the long-lost hope.
He opened the book and at first his words were swaying in front of him like tadpoles. He hadn't read for a long time and his mind was very dull.
But gradually, he was immersed in it, and he was either happy or sad with the stories in the book.
There was the way of dealing with the world of ancient wise men, the strategy layout of marching and fighting, and the knowledge slowly flowed into his desolate heart, which made the cold cell a little angry.
On that day, Armas rushed to Shi Dami's house in a hurry. Before he could stand firm, he grabbed Shi Dami's arm and asked, "You are back to the Central Plains, can you really be fine?"
Shi Dami nodded with a serious expression, pulled Armas down, and told all the inside story he had worked hard to find.
After Shi Dami finished speaking, he frowned, looked straight into Armas' eyes, and scolded him earnestly: "You can be more careful when doing things in the future. You have to confirm it repeatedly, and don't draw conclusions easily."
Armas looked ashamed and looked down and stuttered.
"Indeed, I was too hasty. I will be cautious in the future, not understand the situation thoroughly, and never act rashly."
At this time, Shi Dami's woman was carrying a plate of fresh fruit, and moved her lotus steps gently, and gently advised: "Eat some fruits first and relax your mood."
The fruits on the plate are tempting and full, adding a touch of bright color to this depressing moment.
But Armas just glanced at it quickly, full of anxiety as a tide, and he had no intention of tasting the sweetness. He raised his hand and blocked it slightly, and said in a muffled voice: "Thank you, I can't eat it."
After saying that, he didn't stop for a moment, and strided towards the door.
Shi Dami looked at Armas's hurriedly leaving, shook her head helplessly, turned around and said to the woman beside her, "Forget it, he doesn't have the intention to eat, so why don't we eat it yourself."
As he said that, he reached out to pick up a fruit from the plate and rubbed it in his hand a few times.
On that day, Xi Yu was walking on a horse when a wind suddenly blew, and the strong wind was sweeping over, as if he wanted to wrap everything between heaven and earth into its vortex.
The willow trees around them also swayed very violently, and their branches seemed to be pulled by countless invisible big hands, dancing wildly.
The trunks trembled violently in the wind, making a "whimper" sound, as if moaning in pain. The leaves were torn off by the wind, swirling in the air, and then thrown into the distance, like a green rain.
Xi Yu tied the reins, narrowed his eyes, and through the air that was a little chaotic by the wind, he saw that under such a bad weather, there were many people gathering by the river ahead.
The figures were shady in the wind, some seemed to be whispering, and some were pointing into the river, exuding an unusual and weird spirit.
Xi Yu was full of doubts and thought to himself about the bad weather and gathering many people by the river. Could it be that something happened?
Driven by curiosity, he clamped his legs and shouted lightly, driving the horse slowly towards the river, trying to find out.
As the distance gradually got closer, the movements of the people by the river became clearer, but at the same time, an inexplicable sense of tension quietly spread in Xi Yu's heart.
The wind became more and more shrill. Xi Yu got off the horse and walked towards the crowd. He saw a woman lying on the ground with a pale face, her wet hair was scattered in mess, her eyes were closed, and her life and death were uncertain.
A four or five-year-old child next to him was crying heartbrokenly. His little hands tightly held the corner of the woman's clothes and shouted "Mom" vaguely.
Xi Yu's heart tightened and hurriedly squatted down. His fingers touched the woman's neck and felt a faint pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the surrounding villagers: "What's going on?"
An old man sighed and stepped forward and said, "I suddenly jumped into the river today. Fortunately, I found it early and was salvaged, but I was unconscious all the time."
The child's crying touched Xi Yu's heart. He looked around and saw that everyone showed helplessness and compassion, but had no choice but to do anything.
At that moment, Xi Yu thought for a moment and shouted at the crowd: "Everyone will help carry her to the shelter first and try to see if she can wake her up."
When the villagers heard this, they hurriedly carried the woman into an abandoned hut nearby.
Xi Yu lit up a pile of dry firewood to warm up the house.
He softly comforted the child: "Don't be afraid, your mother will be fine."
The child blinked his tears and nodded in a vague way.
Everyone surrounded the side, their eyes wandering back and forth between Xi Yu and the unconscious woman on the ground. Someone showed doubts and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, are you a doctor?" Xi Yu shook his head gently. This time, the crowd seemed to be in an uproar, and surprise sounds came one after another.
"Isn't a doctor? Then how dare you save people? This is not a joke!" A strong man widened his eyes and his face was full of distrust.
Others also agreed, whispering to each other with concerns and doubts, for fear that Xi Yu's unknown rescue would harm the woman.
Xi Yu stood up, looked calm, his eyes slowly swept across everyone, and said aloud: "Dear fellow villagers, I will explain this later. It is important to save people now. Please don't care about my identity anymore. I guarantee it with my life that I will definitely save her."
After saying that, he squatted down and continued his hand movements, ignoring everyone's discussions.
Although everyone still had doubts, seeing that he was so determined, he couldn't say anything more. He could only hold his breath and wait, his eyes locked on Xi Yu's every move. A needle fell from the hut for a moment, and only the child's occasional sob echoed gently.
The wind whistled outside the house, but the atmosphere inside the house was like a tight string.
Xi Yu had no time to care about everyone's surprise. Seeing the woman's aura dying, the first aid knowledge he learned in his previous life instantly emerged.
Without thinking too much, he quickly adjusted the woman's posture and prepared to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation. His hands were folded and he pressed on the woman's chest, one, two times...
Just as he possessed himself and was about to take artificial respiration, the crowd exploded instantly.
"How can this young man do this dirty thing!" An old man was so angry that his beard shook, and he picked up the crutch in his hand and pointed at Xi Yu angrily.
"That's right, in public, I must have been a ill-thinking plan for a coma woman!" A middle-aged woman also shouted, and the abuse of everyone was surging like a tide, and they rushed towards Xi Yu.
Xi Yu was anxious, and sweat beads rolled down on his forehead, but he had to stop temporarily. He looked around and defended loudly: "Friends, I am saving her life! If not, she may not be able to protect her life!"
But the angry crowd was not willing to listen to his explanation. They pressed step by step, and the child was so scared that he burst into tears. In the chaos, the faint vitality seemed to be passing by little by little. Xi Yu was in a desperate situation and didn't know how to make everyone believe in him.
Seeing that everyone was getting more and more excited, several young and strong men had already clenched their fists, showed fierce light on their faces, approaching Xi Yu, shouting: "Stop it quickly, don't use these despicable methods anymore! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude to you!"
Xi Yu frowned, his eyes full of anxiety and helplessness. He straightened up and responded loudly: "Dear fellow villagers, I beg you to calm down first, and wait a while. If this method is used, this elder sister will still not wake up. I will never complain about what you want to deal with me at that time!"
But everyone was still resolute. A woman put her waist on her waist and spat with disdain: "Hmph, you're so light. When you take advantage of others, if you can't wake up, then this woman's innocence will be ruined. How can we let you do whatever you want!"
The people around him also nodded, clamoring, insisting that Xi Yu stop immediately and not giving Xi Yu another chance to explain. As the situation became increasingly out of control.
The situation of the unconscious woman became more and more critical. Xi Yu was anxious, but he didn't know how to convince these stubborn villagers.
Xi Yu was really forced to do nothing. He stopped hesitating and shouted softly. In an instant, several black shadows flashed out quickly from the darkness and landed steadily in front of everyone. It was Xi Yu's secret guards.
The secret guards were all tall and straight, with a cold face, and a momentum that they dare not underestimate.
One of them stepped forward and clasped his fists and said loudly: "Everyone, my master is all about saving people. Although the method used seems unreasonable, it is indeed a way to save lives. I hope you don't want to stop it anymore, otherwise you will regret it if you miss the woman's life."
Everyone was startled and was frightened by the sudden appearance of the secret guard so much that they took several steps back. The eyes were filled with fear and surprise, and the whispering sounds became louder and louder.
"This guy looks ordinary, but he didn't expect that there was such a powerful person around him. Could it be a big shot?" A young young man murmured in a low voice.
"Hmph, who knows what he is so at ease? How could he breathe in a woman's mouth to save people? I've never seen such a rare thing before." An old man frowned, full of suspicion, and still insisted on his own ideas.
Although everyone did not dare to come forward to stop him, the suspicion and dissatisfaction still filled the air, and his eyes were still staring at Xi Yu and the woman on the ground, as if they wanted to see what was going on.
Seeing that although everyone was afraid, Xi Yu was still suspicious, so he no longer delayed and decided to speed up his actions.
He took a deep breath, and the first aid knowledge learned in his previous life became more and more clear. Every step and every key point seemed to be engraved in his heart.
He bent down again, pressed the woman's chest rhythmically with his hands, one after another, with precise and steady force. Then he pinched the woman's nose and slowly blew into her mouth. He repeated this and did the movement in one go without any hesitation.
Everyone around him held their breath and looked at it intently. The whole room was so quiet that only Xi Yu's nervous breathing and the occasional sobs of the child.
Just as everyone's hearts were in their throats, suddenly, the woman coughed up suddenly, and then slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were confused at first, and then gradually became focal.
"Wake up! Wake up!" Someone in the crowd shouted, everyone was stunned, and then there was an uproar. The villagers who were originally full of doubts about Xi Yu showed disbelief and a little ashamed on their faces.
Originally, the child was always standing by, his eyes were red and swollen, his fists were clenched tightly, and his heart was filled with fear and helplessness.
At this moment, as soon as I saw my mother slowly opened her eyes, the dim eyes instantly burst out with a dazzling light, and the haze on her little face was swept away, replaced by pure joy.
"Mom, you finally woke up!" the little guy shouted, and couldn't wait to spread his arms, and rushed into his mother's arms like a returning milk swallow.
His small body was tightly pressed against his mother, and his head kept rubbing into his mother's arms, as if he wanted to confirm that this was not a dream.
The mother's eyes were full of love and care. She trembled with her hands and gently stroked the child's head. Her voice was a little weak: "Good child, my mother is here, don't be afraid..."
As he said that, tears also flowed out of his eyes, and he hugged his child and cried in tears.
When the villagers around saw this scene, their original doubts and dissatisfaction completely dissipated. The eyes of Xi Yu were full of admiration and gratitude, and the thatched hut was filled with warmth of the aftermath.
At this moment, the woman seemed to have just come back from the chaos and slowly let go of the child. Her eyes were full of confusion and surprise. She raised her hand and stroked her forehead, muttering to herself: "By the way, why am I not dead?"
When the child heard this, his eyes turned red again. His little hands tightly held the corner of his mother's clothes and complained in a crying voice: "Mom, why did you jump into the river? I was scared to death. Do you want me anymore?"
Nutritional words are like small hammers, hitting women's hearts.
Seeing this, everyone hurriedly explained. An aunt walked up and pointed at Xi Yu and said, "Girl, it was this hero who saved you! You jumped into the river and everyone caught you, but you were unconscious. If this hero hadn't used some special methods, your life would have been gone."
The others also nodded and agreed, their eyes full of praise for Xi Yu.
The woman's eyes were dull and did not thank Xi Yu as expected. Instead, she stared at him and asked, "Why do you want to save me? I have lived enough. These hard days are not as big as a whole."
Her voice was filled with deep despair, as if there was nothing worthy of attachment in the world.
When the child heard this, he cried louder, his little body shook constantly, and shouted, "Mom, what should I do if you die? Do you want me anymore?"
The heart-wrenching cry made people around him feel heartbroken.
Xi Yu frowned, looking at the mother and son, feeling both distressed and helpless. He took a step forward, locked the woman's eyes and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter if you are not grateful, but look at this child, do you really have to leave him? He is still so young, how can you do without a mother in the future? Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the child."
The woman's body trembled suddenly, and her eyes slowly moved to the child. Looking at the child's face full of tears and fear, the determination in her eyes began to loosen, her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was choked by the tears.
It took her a long time before she reached out and took the child back into her arms, sobbing silently.
Xi Yu looked at the mother and son who were crying with their heads and sighed heavily.
In this sigh, there was compassion for the woman's ups and downs, and there was also the relief of being glad that she changed her mind.
The villagers around were also talking, and a gray-haired old man shook his head and sighed: "This world is difficult, and it takes so much pain to get to this point."
"Who said no? Thanks to this hero, if it weren't for him, this child would have become an orphan." A young young man continued, looking at Xi Yu with admiration.
"But how will the mother and son live in the future?" An aunt looked worried and looked back and forth on the mother and son with worry.
The woman hugged the child tightly, her shoulders trembled slightly, and her emotions slowly calmed down.
Xi Yu's question echoed in her mind. She looked at her crying son in her arms, and her eyes blurred again: Yes, what should my son do if he died? How could she be so selfish in this world, lonely and suffering.
She slowly let go of the child, got up and walked towards Xi Yu, her legs trembling with weakness.
Standing in front of Xi Yu, the woman bent down deeply and bowed.
"My benefactor, thank you for saving me and the child. I did something so stupid today that almost caused a disaster."
When I raised my head, my face was full of regret and gratitude, "I can't repay your great kindness."
Xi Yu hurriedly supported her and said softly: "Sister, don't say that. People will have hope in life. If there are difficulties in the future, just speak up."
The woman nodded repeatedly, her eyes rekindled the light of hope for life. The child beside her seemed to feel the changes in her mother and stopped crying. Her little hand held her mother's hand tightly and snuggled beside her.
At this moment, although the broken house was cold, the warmth gradually arises because of this glimmer of hope.
Xi Yu looked at the woman, her eyes full of concern and curiosity, and couldn't help but ask softly: "Sister, why did you have to seek death when you have reached this point?"
When the woman heard this, she sighed again, and there was endless sadness and helplessness hidden in that sigh.
She looked around, hesitated for a moment and said, "My benefactor, this matter is a long story, and I beg everyone to go out first. I want to talk to you alone and let the children go out too." Although her voice was light, it was determined that she could not refuse.
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other. Although they were confused, they saw that the woman was so persistent, so they turned around and walked outside the house one after another.
The child was a little reluctant and pulled the corner of his mother's clothes and muttered quietly: "Mom, I won't leave, I want to be with you."
Chapter completed!