"Madam, don't worry, your son is still alive."

Geng Xiaofan understands the mood of being a mother, but she can't be delayed by her side to save people at this time.

After careful inspection, Geng Xiaofan found that the young man named Jujun was just knocked unconscious, and there was a wound on his head, although it was bleeding, it didn't seem to be serious, but he didn't know if there were other bone injuries.

Liu Fei'er was already very experienced, so she quickly took the wine bag and helped Geng Xiaofan gently wipe the young man's wound.

Perhaps because of the stimulation of alcohol, the boy screamed softly and woke up.

"Don't move! Bear with me! ”

Geng Xiaofan pressed the boy hard, insisted on helping him clean his wounds, and bandaged it with white silk.

"Is there anything else you don't feel comfortable with?"

Geng Xiaofan saw that the young man had regained his senses, and asked softly.

"I'm afraid I've broken my leg and can't move."

The boy moved gently, and although there were abrasions on his arms, he moved freely, but the pain in his left leg was unbearable.

Geng Xiaofan hurried to untie the young man's belt, and Liu Fei'er ran away embarrassedly.

"Childe, I'll come!"

The doctor of the Lou family stood aside and watched for a long time, and then hurried over to help.

Now that there is a "professional" doctor, Geng Xiaofan is also relieved and hands over the boy to the doctor.

"It should be a broken fibula." The doctor pinched it for a long time and came to a conclusion.

"Is it serious? How to treat it? Geng Xiaofan was concerned.

"It shouldn't be a big problem, put a plaster on it, and just rest and recuperate." The doctor called for a plaster.

"You made this? What's in it? Geng Xiaofan was a little pleased, there was actually a plaster at this time.

"Childe, rest assured, this is our Lou family's ancestral prescription for boiling, specializing in the treatment of bone injuries."

The doctor didn't expect Geng Xiaofan to ask him the formula so directly, and replied vaguely.

Geng Xiaofan looked at the black plaster and sniffed it, "Tiger bones, musk!" Your plaster is not simple! ”

"Ahh Childe knows this plaster! The doctor was taken aback, but he didn't expect Geng Xiaofan to know the main ingredients of the plaster when he smelled it!

"Isn't that what is all that is the treatment for bruises? Of course, there must be Chuanwu, Banxia, Angelica or something. Geng Xiaofan said indifferently.

The doctor was even more strange, staring at him blankly.

"What are you doing! Hurry up! Geng Xiaofan is happy, he still has these traditional Chinese medicine knowledge.

"Oh, oh!" The doctor came to his senses and quickly cleaned the boy's wound and applied plaster.

"That's it?" Seeing that the doctor finished applying the plaster and applying it, it was about to end, Geng Xiaofan couldn't help but shout.

"Just rest and recuperate, and I'll prescribe a few more decoctions."

Geng Xiaofan shook his head, got up and went to the ruins to pick up a wooden board, drew a knife and split it, cut it into short pieces, made a splint, and fixed the young man's calf with a strip of cloth.

"Childe, this method is good!" The doctor couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, you can take care of it with peace of mind." Geng Xiaofan comforted.

"Dare to ask the son's name." The middle-aged woman saw that Geng Xiaofan had finished disposing of her son, and stepped forward to salute.

"My name is Geng Fan, a native of Fufeng Maoling. Are you going to Luoyang? Geng Xiaofan finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to look at the woman. Although she was dressed simply, she had an elegant demeanor and temperament, and she was certainly not an ordinary peasant woman.

"The slave Wang Qu clan, a native of Dongping, Jinan, is going to Chang'an to join his relatives this time." The middle-aged woman responded calmly.

"Oh! That's right, I'm going back to Maoling, just passing by Chang'an, we can go together. The giant prince is injured and has difficulty moving, and I happen to have a car here. "Geng Xiaofan is ready to do it to the end.

"That's really grateful. When the giant is injured, he will repay the great kindness of the son. The middle-aged woman was gentle and polite.

"Geng Gongzi is very gracious, Wang Mang is toothless and unforgettable." The young man regained his spirits, and although he was lying on the ground, he also bowed politely to Geng Xiaofan.

"It's hard work, why worry about it." Geng Xiaofan responded politely, but suddenly found that something was wrong!

"You, you say, what's your name?"

"In Xia Dongping, Wang Mang, a cursive giant." The boy hurried to repeat it.

"You, you are Wang Mang! You ......" Geng Xiaofan was stunned! Wang Mang! Could it be the usurper emperor?

No way! Where is Dongping? No matter who Wang Mang is, he is a relative of the emperor, how can he be so downcast!

"Childe knows me?" Wang Mang was surprised when he saw Geng Xiaofan, and he was also a little curious.

"You, you, the Queen Mother......" Geng Xiaofan racked his brains to recall his "historical knowledge", Wang Mang should be the nephew of the Queen Mother Wang Zhengjun!

"Let the son smile, the Queen Mother is my aunt." Wang Mang was a little embarrassed.

"Well, then how could you ......"

"Hehe, my uncle and uncle have been blessed because my aunt has been graced, but my father has passed away, and there is no blessing and shadow, so I am down. This time I went to Chang'an to seek refuge with my uncle. Wang Mang explained softly.

"Oh, that's it!" Geng Xiaofan understood, it turned out that Wang Mang was not a "gentleman", it seems that he is a progressive young man who "loves to learn"!

"Brother Jujun is the royal family, and he will definitely soar when he arrives in Chang'an. Don't forget it! ”

Geng Xiaofan was happy, but he didn't expect that he would be able to "save" Wang Mang's life! He began to tease lightly.

"Brother Geng, it's funny. The great favor should be repaid, but do not say the words of such rebellious ministers and thieves. Wang Mang seemed a little nervous.

The words of a rebellious minister and a thief? Geng Xiaofan was stunned, thought about it for a long time, and knew that it was the sentence "Gou Fugui" that caused trouble. Chen Sheng is not the first "chaotic minister and thief" in history!

"Thank you, Brother Jujun, for reminding me." Geng Xiaofan didn't bother to joke with Wang Mang.

Everyone has already set up a tent, Geng Xiaofan intimately "shared" a piece for Wang Mang's family, this guy is going to be the emperor in the future, or he should "stammer" first.

Look at Luoyang City not far away, there is already a fire in the city! There is a faint wail!

I don't know what will happen in the city, Geng Xiaofan sighed.

On this night, everyone was scared, and no one closed their eyes.

Geng Xiaofan paid attention to the fact that from the first shock to dawn, there were thirteen aftershocks, large and small!

The inn has been completely reduced to a pile of ruins! Fortunately, he reacted quickly and rescued the personnel, carriages and horses in time, and the "caravan" suffered almost no losses.

When the sky was bright, Geng Xiaofan began to arrange for cooking in a buried pot, the more disaster there was, the more he had to eat a full stomach.

"Childe, is this going to be a big deal?" Everyone is worried.

"What will happen! Earthquakes are normal natural phenomena, don't think about it. ”

Geng Xiaofan didn't bother to explain to these people, and vaguely remembered that the Han Dynasty seemed to be a period of high earthquake incidence in Chinese history, and it seems that he would really have to pay attention to it in the future!

The porridge was ready, and Geng Xiaofan walked towards Wang Mang's tent.

"If the jade is not cut, it will not be made. People don't learn, they don't know. It is the king of the ancients, the founder of the country, and the teaching is the first ......"

There was the sound of reading in the tent!