Chapter 4

There is a stream to the east of the village. All the women in the village wash their clothes by the stream. However, it is still early at this time, and the stream water is cold. Few people come to wash their clothes. They mostly wait until the sun comes out and the stream water is not so cold.

Chen min'er walked towards the stream with a basket of clothes. Suddenly, she found several blood stains in the grass beside the road. Chen min'er's sensitive nerves immediately tightened.

Someone hurt?

The blood extended to a broken wall not far away. Chen miner couldn't help walking along the blood towards the wall.

When she turned behind the wall, she almost screamed.

I saw a man covered in blood, motionless against the wall, his eyes closed, his face pale, I don't know whether he is dead or alive.

Chen min'er calmed down, put down the basket and walked towards him. As a doctor, she can't die.

She squatted down beside him slowly to check his injury. There were many knife wounds on her body, especially one on her thigh. The skin and flesh were open and gurgling with blood, but the most deadly was the arrow wound on his left chest. A feather arrow had gone to the tail of the arrow, but the arrow was still in the flesh. If the arrow was half a point further, he should go directly to see the Lord of hell.

Look at this man, who is only a weak crown, with a handsome and exquisite face and thick eyebrows like a picture. He doesn't look like a bad man. Looking at his moon white arrow sleeve robe and expensive plain silk, it can be seen that he is a rich childe. Who did he offend and was hurt like this?

Anyway, save people first!

Chen min'er was about to grab his hand and feel his pulse. The man suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were cold and sharp, like two sharp eyes. The word "danger" jumped out of Chen min'er's mind.

Before the reaction, a sharp dagger had touched her throat, and the skin tingled slightly.

"You... Don't be nervous. I just want to stop bleeding for you." Chen min'er quickly explained.

The man stared at her for a moment. The edge in his eyes gradually converged, but his eyes were still on guard and asked in a dumb voice, "are you from this village?"

Chen min'er couldn't nod when the dagger was pressed against his throat, and gave a gentle, um, sound.

"Do you know medicine?"

"I understand. You're badly hurt. If you don't treat it in time, you'll die." Chen min'er tried to keep calm and state the facts.

The dagger was slowly taken back. Chen min'er was relieved. It was so dangerous just now. The man really wanted to kill.

Chen miner gave up the idea of going back to the village to find someone to help. Seeing his alert look, he must not want to expose his deeds.

"Wait a minute, I'll pick some herbs and I'll be right back." Chen min'er tore off the edge of the lining and tied it to his leg to avoid excessive blood loss.

The man's eyes have been hesitant, as if considering whether to kill.

Chen miner almost ran away. He is very wary now. It's hard to guarantee that he won't change his mind.

Chen min'er ran as fast as she could to Zhang Da's mother's house nearest to the stream and borrowed a needle and thread. She said that her clothes were accidentally washed and broken. She was afraid of being scolded by her mother when she went back.

Without saying a word, Aunt Zhang found a needle and thread for her.

Chen min'er ran all the way back and picked some artichokes along the road. Although artichokes are everywhere, they are regarded as weeds. In fact, artichokes are good hemostatic herbs.

Back behind the wall, Chen min'er was inexplicably relieved to see the man sitting behind the wall in his original position. She was really afraid that he would die if he left.

When the man saw her standing in front of him panting with a handful of grass in her hand, his frown unconsciously loosened.

"I have to help you sew up the wound first. It will hurt a little. You can bear it." Chen min'er took out the sewing needle.

"I was supposed to clean the wound first, but the current conditions don't allow it. I can only give you a simple treatment. When you are better, I'll go to see a doctor." Chen min'er gestured very steadily, accurately and quickly, and soon sutured the wound.

The man was always very quiet. He didn't even frown. He let her do it, as if Chen min'er was sewing something irrelevant to him.

Chen min'er picked up the thistle and chewed it in his mouth. He chewed it and applied it to the wound.

The man frowned at this time, as if he was disgusted.

Chen min'er handed him the artichoke: "why don't you chew it yourself."

The man looked away. He was not a horse and ate grass.

Chen min'er resisted the impulse to roll her eyes and said in her heart: if you didn't meet me, you would be dead.

After applying herbal medicine, Chen min'er opened a corner of his short jacket. He wanted to tear the cloth strip from the inner jacket to wrap him up, but he had torn it just now. The inner jacket was short, and if he tore it again, his skin would be exposed. Chen min'er thought a little and said, "lend me your dagger."

The man hesitated for a moment and handed her the dagger.

Chen min'er took the dagger and cut off the hem of his robe.

"Hey! You cut your robe, how can I go out to meet people?" he finally protested, as if he was very angry.

Chen min'er glared at him and didn't have a good way: "life is dying. Do you care about a dress?"

Who are these people!