Chapter 7

Ran Yan thought of passing through the village road. He saw that many people used mud walls. The weather had been sunny for several days, and those walls should be dry.

"Smash the mud wall! Bring the soil here. " Ran Yan said while quickly cleaning up the water, mud and other dirt in the children's mouth and nose, and asked for a night green handkerchief wrapped with fingers to pull the children's tongue out of the mouth.

The courtyard wall is only built with mud from the river. It costs only physical strength and is not worth much money. The villagers heard that they just smashed the courtyard wall, so they immediately went back to smash their own walls.

It's not that they blindly trust ran Yan. After all, Liu's orphan and widowed mother are very poor. What's more, ran Yan's calm and serious appearance makes people can't see the meaning of a joke, which gives people an unquestionable hope.

Late green did not have time to ask, but was frightened by ran Yan's different aura from the past. For a while, he stood aside and did not know what to do.

The child did not fall into the water just now. He has been immersed for most of the day. His body is stiff and his breathing stops. I'm afraid ordinary first-aid methods can't be used.

Ran Yan took advantage of this opportunity to take a look at the fingers that had just been tied up. The swelling and purplish red of the fingers proved that there was still blood circulation. So far, ran Yan was sure that the child was still alive, so he immediately began to give him a heart massage.

When they picked up the dry soil with a load, they ordered people to spread the dry soil on the ground with a thick layer. Then they took the dry soil and covered it on the child's body, only showing his mouth and eyes.

Evening green did not know what to help, so he also followed the crowd to hold the soil.

"Sanlang, a busy young man, is not he more and more eager to save his life? How did you bury it on the spot? "

Ran Yan raised his head and quietly gazed at him for two breaths. He did not have any words, but he was staring at his hair.

In fact, ran Yan felt that the scholar was buried in the ground. How could he be buried at his own door? So I don't want to explain to him.

Then there was a long wait. Liu stopped crying and stared at her son with wide eyes. Everyone on the side thought it was a kind of ritual of witchcraft, and they all watched.

During the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, medical skills had been widely used, but in fact, it was still witch doctors. Sun Simiao, the famous medical saint, once solemnly recorded some contents similar to witchcraft and superstition in Qianjin Yaofang. Therefore, villagers have such ideas and are very normal.

For a moment, more than ten people held their breath, and could not even breathe. Only the cicadas' hoarse cry, the sun gradually rose, and the summer sun was strong, dazzling and burning.

The patriarchs and elders came one after another, and the villagers gathered more and more, but there was no child.

In recent days, the weather has been sunny, and the surface of the courtyard wall is only soaked by night dew. The soil in the middle is very dry. In addition, there is sunlight, and the moisture in the children's body is gradually absorbed by the soil.

About half an hour later, the doctor who was invited from the city had arrived. He was dressed in a long robe and pushed the crowd away. "Where is the patient?"

Someone quickly led the doctor to the mound, "still buried."

The old doctor immediately jumped, "who buried it! Drowning people, when the water as soon as possible, simply It's just

"It's me." Ranyan, squatting on the ground, stood up and said faintly, "Wednesday Lang has drowned in the water for a night. This method is the best."

The old doctor's eyes were wide open, and his expression was full of anger. After drowning for a night, it was three or five hours, and the man was dead! This still ran for several miles, just to take him over, this is not a trick! However, the old doctor could understand the feelings of the deceased's relatives. He just sighed heavily and turned to leave.

"Master, please wait for Saburo to wake up and take care of yourself." Ran Yan stopped, turned his head and ordered, "late green, go to get the diagnosis."

Night green face inexplicable, when will his wife use this strange method to save people? If this person is saved, it is OK. If he is dead, he can't help but be stabbed in the spine. Late green full of remorse, he just had no reason to believe in his wife, now can only continue to believe, instant mind after a thousand turns, night green rushed back to the room to get money.

"Alas In line with the spirit of benevolence, the doctor has been waiting for this for a while.

Seeing the old doctor's description, people knew that it would be difficult to treat him this week. Originally, when he was rescued, he was completely stiff and had no breath. They tried their best. On the one hand, they saw ran Yan's solemn appearance and did everything they could to obey the destiny. On the other hand, they were waiting for Liu's own death.

"Cough!"

When people were hungry and disappointed, a faint cough in the mound suddenly inspired everyone.

"Saburo!" Liu rushed to the front of him, tears fell down, "my son! I'm so scared

Ran Yan squatted down, gently pushed aside the soil on the face of Zhou Lang, saw him open his eyes, and said, "you first lie down for a while, and wait for the water on your body to dry, and then come out."Zhou Lang was confused. He only heard the beautiful woman in front of him to lie down for a while. Just as he was in pain, he lay down quietly according to her meaning.

Liu turned his head and solemnly made the grand ceremony of Jishou. Without any words, he just fell on the ground for a long time.

This is the most important etiquette in the Tang Dynasty. All worshippers must kneel down first. In Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties, there was no formal stool and chair. The custom was to sit on the ground, that is, to sit on the ground, kneel down, and sit in front of each other, and then worship.

Red tape has always been strictly observed by people with status. If ordinary village women know such rituals, they will kowtow randomly. It can be seen that Liu is not an ordinary village woman.

"Madame, please." Ran Yan raised the Liu family.

The elders of Zhoujia village also came to thank ran Yan.

The villagers were shocked by the story of bringing the dead back to life. Seeing the elder's thanks, they came back to their senses. The crowd suddenly burst into a pot of thanks and praise.

At the moment, ran Fu didn't know who was going to do it. She didn't know who was going to change her mind. She owes her body to the people and returns to the house with the help of evening green.

Seeing that the matter was settled, they helped Liu dig his son out of the soil and carried it back with a board.

The old doctor went up and took the pulse of sanzhoulang. Although he was still weak, his life was saved. He could not help but wonder repeatedly. At the moment, he prescribed a prescription for sanzhoulang and gave the consultation money to Liu, asking her to return it to Ran's house.

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