"Your dad is a doctor?"

"Yes, he's the only doctor in the village!"

"Then can you lead us over and show my brother that he is bleeding too much from a bullet!"

"Yes, come with me!" The woman said and jumped in front of everyone to show the way, I don't know how many turns she took, she appeared in front of a courtyard, if you let you go out at this time, you will definitely get lost. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dad, a guest is coming, he is a soldier!" The woman shouted into the courtyard.

Following the woman's line of sight, you can see a middle-aged man in his forties sharpening his knife on the whetstone, which seems to be a pig-killing knife.

The sound of "Huohuo" sharpening the knife was particularly harsh, and after the man heard the girl's cry, he raised his head and looked at everyone, and with a "hmm" sound, he went to sharpen his pig-killing knife again.

"Come in! Don't be surprised, my dad is like this, he rarely speaks. ”

The woman led everyone into a room, the layout of the house, not like a doctor's home at all, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, bottles and cans everywhere, on the big table in the middle, there is a spiritual position, but it is wrapped in red cloth, I can't see who it is, the decoration inside and outside the house is not like this era, but like the home of a dignitary in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

The squad leader originally wanted to put Sijin on the kang, but there was too much blood flowing in the place where Sijin was shot, and the entire trouser leg was soaked, for fear of staining other people's covers, and Sijin's face was already purple at this time, and his lips were chapped and began to peel.

"Can you call your dad to show me, my brother is dying!" , Lao Jiu pointed to the four catties and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who sharpened the knife came in, put the pig-killing knife on the kang casually, took off his coat, and took out a list made of unknown skin from a box, which was very large and could be used as a sheet on the kang, and then gestured to the squad leader with his hand, meaning to put four catties on the kang.

The squad leader hurriedly put the four catties on his stomach, because the four catties were the guns in the thighs in the back, and the wounds could only be seen when he was lying on his stomach, and the man didn't look at whether the four catties were dead or alive, and directly picked up the pig-killing knife, and cut a big hole in the pants, revealing the injured place, and the blood was still gushing out, probably hurting the blood vessels.

But then, the man's actions made the squad leader too nervous, and the man picked up the pig-killing knife again, and cut it directly at the injured thigh, and the blood rushed out directly, spraying the man's face, and the skin sheet was splashed everywhere.

Several people wanted to go over to stop it, but they were glared back by the man, those eyes full of murderous energy, not to mention how terrifying, there was no way, they could only slowly take a few steps back, watching nervously on the side, once they found that something was wrong, they would fight with him.

As if he hadn't seen the blood, the man put the knife aside, and directly used his two hands to pull open the deep and wide knife cut, and put two fingers into it, and pounded in it for a while, before slowly pinching out a bullet with two fingers.

But he took it out but didn't put it down, but picked it up and sniffed it with his nose, took a long breath, and looked very enjoyable, this action scared everyone a lot, and they were going to raise their legs to run, but the man threw the bullet on the leather sheet again, and after doing this, the man dropped four pounds and didn't care anymore, letting the blood flow like that, but he ran to wash his hands.

"Doctor, do you want to sew it for him? He'll bleed to death! The madman finally couldn't help it, and asked tentatively in a low voice.

But as if he had not heard, the man continued to wash his hands, over and over again, for a long time, until at last he had finished washing, took up a towel and wiped his hands, and then turned around.

"Don't worry, you didn't hurt the artery, you can't die, you have lost so much blood, don't care about this moment, the bullet is in the body for too long, let the wound ventilate!" , The man finally talked more, but what kind of logic is it to ventilate the wound.

After the man finished speaking, he went to himself again, he poured some hot water in a basin, grabbed two handfuls of salt and threw them into the water, walked to the side of the kang with the basin, put the basin near the wound of the four catties, and went over to take a cup.

Sure enough, I saw him scoop up a cup of salt water with a cup, and then use two fingers to pick left and right in the incut while pouring, until half a basin of water was used up, then he took his hand out of the incision, shook his hand, and went to wash his hands, and Lao Jiu and they breathed a long sigh of relief.

The blood flowed down the skin sheet to the ground, fortunately, the list was relatively large, and did not flow to the kang, and then he slowly looked for needles and threads, and only after finding them did he begin to thread the needle and thread slowly, and when the wound was sewn up crookedly, several people, including Lao Jiu, were sweating profusely, but his daughter, as if no one was there, stood next to him, and it seemed that he was used to what his father did, and it was not strange.

"Doctor, he's okay!"

"He's fine, but I think you're okay!" The man's words made everyone who had already relaxed couldn't help but get nervous again.

"What do you mean?" , the madman asked nervously.

"It's nothing, clean up, let my daughter cook some food for you, and rest early after eating."

The man didn't say why, but went to sleep in a room, and the woman went to cook for everyone, and when she was idle, the monkey went to the house to play with antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and touched this and that.

"This guy is so rich, this thing, take it out and sell it, it's enough for us to live for a lifetime!"

As he spoke, the madman walked over to the spiritual seat next to the table, and without knowing what to do, he slowly lifted the red cloth on it, but when he lifted it halfway and put it down, everyone was nervous by the madman's movements.

"Look at the spiritual position, you guys are nervous."

As he spoke, he tore off the red cloth on the spiritual position, and then suddenly covered the red cloth on the head of the earthen man, and hugged the neck and the red cloth with his hands, and heard the turtle screaming under the red cloth, kicking his legs and feet everywhere, and his two hands kept beating the madman, and after the madman let go of the turtle, he found that everyone was staring at the spirit position motionlessly, breathing roughly, and slowly turned around.

The madman's body was fixed at the moment he turned around, his eyes were open, and now everyone was in the same pose, because the black-and-white photo on the spiritual seat was the old lady at the entrance of the village, and the position and posture of her photo were no different from the entrance of the village.

"This is my grandma!" , everyone was looking at it and was frightened by the voice behind them.

"My grandmother died while waiting for my father to come home at the entrance of the village, and a foreigner took this picture and gave it to us."

Everyone was stupefied by the woman's words, and they didn't even know how to pick up the chopsticks, but they were just eating vigorously, and if someone passed by at this time, they could see that their bowls were not food, but all kinds of insects, which were still squirming when they ate them into their mouths.