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Fubo took the initiative to take Xia Li and sun chun to the stockade.

As the sky approaches dusk, the sun sets on the western horizon. The western sky is covered with clouds. From a distance, it is orange red and golden. The whole western sky is instantly turned into a gorgeous red sea, leaving a gorgeous imagination.

"Fubo, this is the soup I made for the heatstroke patients in the village. Can you take us to see them? I want to deliver the soup to them myself. " Xia Li followed Fubo all the way to the front of the Buddhist hall in the stockade and said to him.

"Ma'am, follow Lao Fu this way." Fubo takes Xia Li through the Buddhist hall and comes to a room behind the Buddhist hall. All the windows around the room are wide open. Outside the windows are full of towering trees. Under the trees are flowers and plants everywhere. Outside the trees are lakes flowing down from the mountains. The sound of gurgling water clearly rings in our ears. The moist water vapor and cool wind blow in along the window, which makes us relaxed and happy.

There was a mat in the room, and a dozen heatstroke sufferers, male and female, were lying on the ground, still in a coma.

"How are they now, fauber?" Xia Li squatted on the ground worried, touched a comatose girl, and asked Fu Bo.

"Madam Hui, people suffering from heatstroke have been sent here one after another two days ago. This room is the best place for the sick people in the whole village to recuperate. The patient's face is ruddy now, but he is still in a coma state. We didn't have time to go down the mountain to ask for a doctor two days ago, so we had to find some herbs for them temporarily."

"What? Looking for herbs temporarily? What herb are you looking for? " As soon as Xia Li listened to Fu Bo's words, the alarm suddenly rose in her heart, and she began to carefully examine the bodies of the heatstroke sufferers who were still not awake.

"Fubo, why don't you report to your son and wife in time without a doctor? Do you know how serious the matter is? It's more than ten lives!" Lei Ke came out of the corner and scolded fauber.

"This is because I'm so confused. I'm going to ask for a doctor tomorrow with the ten taels of silver that my wife gave me." Fu Bo is scared by Lei Ke's words. Just now Xia Li's appearance has made Fu Bo nervous. Now he kneels on the ground with his legs softened and kowtows to sun Chun constantly.

"Fubo, go to find someone to boil the soup I brought in the basket into more than ten parts. After the soup is hot, give it to these ten people as soon as possible."

Xia Li is so anxious that she has no time to listen to Fubo's confession and urge him to cook medicine.

"OK, OK, I'll get ready now!" Fubo knelt on the ground, stunned for a second, quickly stood up, trembled and took the basket from sun Chun, ran to find someone to boil medicine.

"Xianggong, you can also find someone to help you bring some cold water and prepare more clean towels. I want to cool the heatstroke patients." Xia Li is holding the patient beside her, sweating like rain on her face.

"Lei Ke, Rushuang, go to find someone to prepare." Sun Chun looks at the two bodyguards around him and orders calmly.

"Yes, sir." Lei Ke and Rusheng immediately find someone to prepare cold water and towel.

"Lady, I'll help you." Sun Chun went to Xia Li and, together with her, dragged the patient lying on the ground carefully against the wall.

"Well." Xia Li nodded and came to sun Chun's side. The two men pulled the people one by one to the side of the wall.

In less than half an hour, Fubo had the soup cooked. After a while, he put more than ten pieces of the soup in bowls. Then, with the help of other people in the village, he poured them into the mouths of the people suffering from heatstroke.

Xia Li squats on the ground, wring out the water from the towel in her hand, and wipes the face of the fainting woman. She folds the towel around the back of her hand, and wipes it along the woman's face. The woman's face is full of mud and sweat, and her clothes are wrinkled. She looks very embarrassed.

Xia Li is sad and angry. She squats on the ground, wipes her face and arms, stands up and looks at other comatose people who are also embarrassed. Her anger can no longer be contained. At the moment of her outburst, sun Chun comes to her and takes her all the way out of the room.

Fu Bo didn't dare to see Xia Li and sun Chun at all. He knelt down in the room and was busy filling the patient with soup.

"How is the patient now?" Sun Chun asked Xia Li in a warm voice.

"If they are out of danger for a while, another hour later, they will die and be heated to death." Xia Li said and looked at Fu Bo kneeling on the ground again. He was really out of breath.

"Fauber certainly didn't want to disturb you and me this time, and he didn't expect that things would become so serious. He estimated that he wanted to give these heatstroke patients some cooling drugs at will, and they would get better soon after taking them."

Sun Chun patiently explained to Xia Li.

"However, we are still late. They have been in a coma for a long time, and their lives are at stake. Whether they can wake up really depends on everyone's fate. I'm too scared to tell everyone."

Xia Li said, shaking all over, leaning against sun Chun's arms. Although it was hot summer, her body began to get cold."It doesn't matter. I'm here. These people will wake up." Sun Chun stroked Xia Li's back and comforted her constantly, but his eyes narrowed slightly. His cold eyes swept through the room one by one, and his lips became a straight line.

Leike and Rusheng help people wipe their arms and cheeks, standing at a distance from Xiali and Sunchun, patiently waiting for them.

"Wake up! All awake

Fauber's trembling voice came out of the room.

Xia Li Meng raised her head and looked at Sun Chun. There was a touch of color in her eyes. She took sun Chun and ran towards the house.

More than a dozen comatose people wake up one after another. The child opens his eyes and starts to cry. The man looks at the lake outside the window, and then looks at the greasy body. He runs away from the room and jumps into the lake.

Women are confused looking around, waiting to see clearly the surrounding environment, brain recovery clear, not much, men and women came together in front of Fubo, thank you for saving.

"Fubo, we are suffering from heatstroke this time. Thank you for your timely treatment."

"Yes, fauber, thanks to you."

More than a dozen people knelt down in front of Fu Bo, and he was so surprised that he kept peeping at Xia Li and sun Chun.

"You've all made a mistake. It's not me who can save your ten lives in time this time. It's the young man and his wife. You should go and thank them!"

Fubo said, took the lead to kneel down, others looked at each other, and then knelt down one by one, followed by Fubo kowtow to Xia Li and sun Chun.

"Fauber, you are really going to kill us. I'm a doctor. It's my duty to cure and save people." Xia Li picked up Fu Bo and helped the others up one by one.

A group of people in the room were crying and moved. The child seemed to be infected by the people's emotions and burst into tears.

Xia Li looks at the men, women and children in the room. The straw sandals on their feet have been broken, and their coarse cloth clothes are patched with patches. She is not happy in her heart. She decides to find a new way to make money for the people in the stockade.

"Let's sit down first. Before the Mid Autumn Festival, let's put aside the matter of collecting herbs for the time being and find some other work for the time being." Xia Li waved and let everyone sit on the straw mat.

All of them were a little timid, and they all looked at him.

Fubo took the lead to sit on the straw mat, and the people suffering from heat stroke in the stockade also sat down.

"Madame, what kind of life are you going to find for us?" Fubo knew that the scene was a bit awkward. He didn't save people in time, which made the owner unhappy. It's a pity that no one in the stockade dares to come out to talk except him. He'd better insist on asking. The leader of the stockade needs to bear the good and bad.

"I want to gather the craftsmen in the stockade, and we can make money by selling handicrafts, so as to improve our current hard life. However, I need to know in advance how many handicrafts the people in our village know, and how many women can embroider? Do men know how to weave handicrafts, such as bamboo baskets and baskets used in daily farm work

"Ma'am, the little one can weave baskets, baskets."

Sitting on the straw mat, a middle-aged man raised his hand in a low voice.

"I can embroider. I used to be an embroiderer."

A woman in coarse cloth then raised her hand and lowered her head.

Xia Li nodded when he heard the words, "can other people in the stockade also embroider, weave baskets and baskets?"

"Madam Hui, almost all the women in the stockade can embroider, frame and basket. They are also good at it." Fauber returned respectfully.

"Well, I plan to set down two shops in Qingzhou. One is dedicated to selling men's hand-woven baskets, baskets, dustpans, flower baskets, food plates and bamboo baskets; the other is dedicated to selling women's embroideries. The final selling money of both men and women will be distributed according to the quantity and quality of each person's monthly woven handicrafts What do you think of the salary?

"How can I get my wife to buy a shop?".

Fauber was the first to shake his head.

"Yes, my wife has already sent us rice and vegetables. How can I make my wife spend more money?"

In a moment of panic, Xia Li smiles to appease the crowd.

"I'm just paying for the raw materials for embroidery and framing. It's up to everyone. It's settled. You don't have to feel bad about it."

"Thank you, madam." Fubo and all the people were silent for a while and said thanks in unison.

Sun Chun silently holds Xia Li's hand and gives her a look of praise. Xia Li is a little embarrassed and chuckles.

Fubo took out the wallet in his arms and handed it to Xiali, with red eyes.

"Madam, here are ten taels of silver for you. "You told me to go to see a doctor for the local people who suffered from heatstroke. For a moment, I was confused and thought about starting tomorrow. As a result, I almost missed the best time to treat everyone. What a shame!"

Xia Li comforted Fu Bo, "since you feel guilty for the comatose people, you should organize the people who can weave baskets and embroider in the stockade, and help them open the two shops.""Uncle Fu, you should take good care of all the people in the stockade. Don't let heatstroke happen again. When everyone gets sick, you should call a doctor in time. If you have anything difficult, you should tell me and my wife in time. Don't worry about it."

"The future of all the people in the stockade depends on you. You should always consider the interests and safety of all the people, select the right successor in time, and better complete the transition between the old and the new in the stockade."

Sun Chun beats uncle Fu, which makes him have to think deeply. Then he kneels down at Sun Chun's feet.

"Thank you for your advice. It's all stupid old men. In the future, they will always put the safety and interests of the villagers in the stockade in the first place. They will also choose a suitable successor to take over the stockade as soon as possible."

Sun Chun nodded, "Fu Bo, get up. You're right.".

Fubo kneels with numb legs, gets up and shakes his body. His forehead is sweating. He rubs the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. His turbid eyes are full of vicissitudes. Xia Li and sun Chun come forward to help Fubo up.