Luliang Mountain in late autumn and September is full of greenery with patches of fiery red and golden yellow.
The fallen leaves were piled thickly on the mountain path, and the horses running by caused a gust of wind, which blew away the fallen leaves that were about to decay.
"drive!'
Wei Cheng did not ride in a carriage, but rode on horseback with Xu Chu and others.
Although his thighs were aching and burning, he still waved the riding crop wildly.
According to Heizi's description, Zhong Xian probably injured the five internal organs and lost too much blood. Although he had been briefly bandaged, it may have been a long journey and the rags on the wound were not clean, which directly caused the wound to become inflamed and ulcerated.
Before setting off, Wei Cheng specially brought an emergency medical kit, which contained not only injections, but also antibiotics, epinephrine and other emergency medicines. As long as Wei Cheng could buy them, he basically brought them.
After a non-stop journey, the group finally arrived at Luliang Mountain before sunset.
Longshan Mountain in the distance was still billowing with smoke, and the brick factories and smelting plants were on fire all day long. There were no less than twenty towers built along the cliff. When they saw their group, someone immediately lowered the lift platform on the tower.
After not seeing each other for more than a month, everyone was excited to see Wei Cheng again.
Wei Cheng patted Hao Zhao and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Hao Zhao shook his head and said eagerly: "Sir, you should go see Uncle Mute first, he is dying."
Upon learning that Wei Cheng was back, Hao Dadao, Wu Santong, Hao Sanzhu and others also ran over.
Wei Teng and them nodded slightly and walked towards a brand new brick house under the guidance of Hao Dadao.
In the yard, Aunt Manhua was boiling water, and several women were also helping to do whatever they could.
Hao Niang walked out of the house carrying a basin of water, and when she saw Wei Cheng, the wooden basin in her absent-minded hand fell to the ground, and the slightly fishy warm water spilled all over the floor. Hao Niang pursed her lips and looked at Wei Cheng blankly.
When Wei Cheng saw Hao Niang, through the familiar black veil, he could faintly see the sparkle in the girl's eyes. He didn't think much about it and just thought she was worried about Zhong Xian. Wei Luo nodded with her and walked straight into the house.
Hao Niang stretched out her hand and wanted to say something, but Hao Dadao hurriedly stopped her.
"Girl, you...sigh." Hao Dadao sighed and said, "Clean up the water first."
Hao Niang looked at Wei Cheng's back, bent down lonely to pick up the wooden basin, and ran out of the small courtyard with her head lowered.
Aunt Manhua and others looked at each other and sighed in the same way.
inside the house.
Wei Cheng saw the dying Zhong Xian.
There was a piece of blood-stained gauze on the belly. It was visually estimated that the wound was about three inches above the navel. To be specific, we had to untie the gauze and check it carefully to know whether it was saved.
Xu Chu received Wei Cheng's instructions early in the morning and immediately stepped forward and stood at the door, blocking everyone outside.
Hao Dadao and others were originally going to follow, but were slightly startled when they saw this.
Xu Chu said apologetically: "Seniors, please wait for a moment. If the young master has any instructions later, I really need your cooperation. Hao Dadao was worried about Zhongxian's injury. Seeing that he was being stopped by Xu Chu, he didn't want to say anything. After all, Xu Chu was Wei Cheng's
Guard.
At this time, Wei Cheng in the house shouted: "Heat some more hot water, and no one is allowed to enter the house without my permission... Well, let Hao Niang come in, I need her help."
Hao Dadao was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to go find Hao Niang, a figure squeezed in from behind. It was someone other than Hao Niang.
Seeing this, Xu Chu let him go directly and waited for Hao Niang to go in, but he was still blocked at the door.
Hao Dadao and others looked at each other, and in the end they could only help boil hot water.
Inside the house, Hao Niang saw a strange lamp as soon as she entered the room. No, it couldn't be said to be a lamp because she didn't see an open flame, but the lamp was unusually bright.
Wei Cheng didn't have time to explain too much about what lighting was, and directly ordered: "Go and get some clean pottery bowls, preferably unused ones. Also, let Aunt Manhua and the others boil the pottery bowls in hot water for a while.
."
Before Hao Niang could speak, she was ordered to do a lot of things.
First it was a pottery bowl, then hot water, and then he helped to hold the strange lamp for Wei Cheng to illuminate. Then he watched helplessly as Wei Cheng opened the mute uncle's belly, took out his intestines and turned them over for inspection.
If she hadn't been used to seeing people killing people in the village since she was a child, Hao Niang would almost cry out of fear.
Until Wei Cheng was sweating profusely and said nervously: "Fortunately, the internal organs were not hurt.
Only then did Hao Niang finally have the opportunity to ask: "Mr. Gongzi, can Uncle Mute be saved?"
Wei Teng nodded slightly, and fine beads of sweat dripped from his forehead along his eyelashes. Seeing this, Hao Niang hurriedly took out her handkerchief and wiped it for him.
The faint fragrance was refreshing and made Wei Cheng, who had been in a tense state, relax a lot.
Looking at Wei Cheng's resolute eyebrows, Hao Niang's cheeks were faintly hot under her veil, and her tightly pursed lips were so delicate.
"Okay, the next step is the key. Hold the light and don't move it no matter what you see. Do you understand?"
Wei Teng smiled at her, and the gentle smile was filled with healing emotions, completely eradicating her longing for more than a month. However, in the next moment, Hao Niang's hands shook again.
Don't blame her for not being able to handle this little thing, it's just that Wei Cheng's operation was too sensational.
"Don't be afraid. The flesh is all damaged. If you don't cut the wound, it will never heal. I won't hurt him."
Wei Cheng comforted her while operating.
Hao Niang tightened her legs, trying hard not to tremble, and nodded vigorously.
Watching Wei Cheng cut off the rotten flesh on Zhong Xian's belly with a knife, the scene was not too sour. Although I knew it was rotten meat, but when I saw the flesh on Zhong Xian's belly being cut off piece by piece by Wei Cheng, I still felt like it was a toothache.
Sour and scared.
"Hand me those scissors
'Ah, oh!'
"pliers."
"Is it this one?"
"Give me salt water, yes, that bottle is
"sewing.
"
"Hemostatic cotton, hold on tight here."
"It's not gauze. Forget it. I'll get it myself. You can fix the wound for me first."
"I, I don't dare
Outside the house, Hao Dadao and others were waiting anxiously, pacing back and forth like husbands waiting for their wives to give birth.
Xu Chu was still as steady as a mountain, and his majestic body blocked the door tightly. For several hours, his movements did not change at all, as if he was moving an inch like a stone sculpture.
As night fell, a bonfire was lit in the yard. After receiving the news that Wei Cheng had returned, many villagers gathered here. Some people asked the city guards about their children in Anyi.
When Wei Cheng left, he took a total of 200 villagers with him, including Fei Yao and Chengtou. These people were also the earliest members of the City Guards and the City Guards. The best ones are now squad leaders.
Or a coach.
Hearing the people who had come back talk about their deeds over the past month or so, Hao Zhao stood at the door of the courtyard with a longing expression on his face. He looked at the head of the room where the door was closed, wondering whether he should ask Wei Cheng for instructions.
Let yourself go out and have a little adventure together.
At this moment, the door behind Xu Chu opened, and Hao Niang came out carrying a basin of blood and a bag of rotten meat wrapped in cloth.
Seeing everyone in the yard, Hao Niang said excitedly: "He's saved, he's saved, Uncle Mute is fine."
Xu Chu looked into the room, his face changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice: "Miss Hao, where is the young master?"
Hao Niang looked back at the dark corner of the room. Wei Cheng was sleeping soundly with her back against the wall and her eyes closed. Her nerves were tense for several hours in a row. Even an experienced surgeon couldn't bear it, let alone Wei Cheng, a layman who just followed the script.
By this time I was exhausted.
"It's okay, Brother Xu, the young master is just too tired." Hao Niang responded with tenderness in her eyes.