"Slow down, everyone, carry this man to my big house!" The old man led the way to his house and instructed everyone how. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Several villagers used shovels and hoes to lift Zheng Qian onto the sled, after all, they inevitably carried Zheng Qian with some shaking, and the sled was much more stable. Aisha held Anna with one hand and dragged Zheng Qian's backpack with the other, dragging the backpack to form a long trail on the snow. I thought that Zheng Qian was salty and eating radishes and worrying about it, and he was about to fall unconscious, and he was worried about whether he would sink or not, but he didn't think that he couldn't carry this backpack when it sank.

The villagers slowly pulled Zheng Qian on a sleigh and walked down the gentle slope towards the small village on the hill, until they stopped the sled drawn by Zheng Qian in front of the fourth-to-last medium-sized house at the head of the village, where there were some domestic sheep. 、

Seeing outsiders, some of the villagers in the village were lying behind the wooden fence and watching, pointing at Zheng Qian, who was seriously injured, and the two sisters with beautiful faces.

Several strong men used the previous hoe and shovel rod to slowly carry Zheng Qian to the big house and put it on a single bed, now Zheng Qian's consciousness has reached a semi-comatose state, several villagers put Zheng Qian's fur coat in front of him, and saw the three deep marks on Zheng Qian's chest The shocking wound secretly frowned, and at the same time marveled at Zheng Qian's body There are so many wounds, which is the trace left by how many wars have been experienced.

The old man filled the fireplace with firewood and lit it, and when the fire was at its highest, he roasted a rapier that had been repeatedly washed in a basin with salted water on the fire, and the front and back of the rapier were repeatedly roasted in the fire in the fireplace until the rapier was slightly reddened.

"Old village chief, this person's consciousness has not yet been safely lost, if the wound is treated with high temperature, then it is easy to increase the injury of the wound due to the painful and violent struggle, and the scald skin is very painful!" One of the villagers with a hairy beard looked at the old man with some concern, thinking that something was wrong.

"So, you go to the vats in the cellar and get a few bottles of high-purity ale, pour the wine into a bowl and heat it over the fire!"

The two deepest wounds on Zheng Qian's chest were still oozing blood, and the two villagers wrapped muslin cloth around their hands and held down the two wounds tightly with both hands, and after the malt wine was retrieved, the Lianmaohu villager lit a fire in the fireplace, and put the torch on the bowl with the malt wine to heat it. A villager helped Zheng Qian's head up slightly, and pressed the wound under Zheng Qian's neck tightly with his hand, the old man opened Zheng Qian's mouth and poured a large bowl of malt wine into Zheng Qian's mouth, although the old man slowly poured the malt wine into Zheng Qian's mouth, but Zheng Qian, who was not prepared at all, was choked and coughed.

Seeing that Zheng Qian's consciousness still hadn't completely subsided, the old man also sighed, feeling that it was the only way to go.

Aisha and Anna kept their backs to their faces, not daring to look at the wound on Zheng's chest beyond recognition. A simple blonde boy of eight or nine years old said to the two girls with a red face because he saw two fairy-like sisters: "Two beautiful sisters, my grandfather can't get out of it, let me entertain the guests." ”

"The little boy is so cute!" Anna smiled and touched the little boy's blonde hair, but Aisha still had a cold face that rejected people from thousands of miles away.

is also very worried about Zheng Qiananna, but she has always faced sad girls with a smile, Aisha is different, she is unhappy is unhappy.

"Big sister, don't touch my head, I'm an adult!" The naughty little boy dodged Anna a little unhappily: "This big house is cold in winter, so my grandfather and I usually live in a hut, the two sisters and the uncle can rest here in the last few days, although there is only one single bed in this house, but there is an attic on it, and there is no problem with two people living in it!" ”

Aisha has been taking care of Zheng Qian's backpack for Zheng Qian, this backpack Zheng Qian almost always carries on his body and rarely takes it out to show the two sisters, Aisha takes a look at it almost curiously by putting the Bayi style in the backpack, and finds that except for a few iron rods, there are some small pieces of iron for unknown reasons.

When pushing Anna up to the attic, because the backpack was too much, Aisha hid the backpack in the firewood pile next to it and covered it with firewood, although it is extremely easy to leak when heating firewood, but Aisha has no better place to hide this backpack. Anna had some difficulty climbing the wooden ladder in the attic, and Aisha had to hold the ladder with one hand under Anna, and only one hand could only drag Anna's ass, hoping that Anna would not care too much.

The attic is only more than three meters long, and the height is only about one meter two or three, which is estimated to be enough for two women to sit up.

In the big room under the attic, the old man took the red-hot thin sword, and pressed it the deepest wound on Zheng Qian's chest, a burst of smoke and a hissing sound, when the hot thin sword was pressed on the skin, Zheng Qian's body shook suddenly due to pain, and the two villagers struggled to press Zheng Qian's hard arm muscles with two hands, and Zheng Qian's strength almost overturned the two villagers.

Two deep wounds can't stop the bleeding, the story of Frozen is set in Norway, which is not very old in the era, the medical level in the nineteenth century is not developed, and there are no professional doctors in the entire small mountain village, so Zheng Qian can only use the old method to quickly stop the bleeding and coagulate the wound.

On the attic, Anna was tightly wrapped in two pairs of quilts, and Aisha was sitting at the square entrance of the attic, with two thin white calves on the wooden stairs. ”

"Fortunately, there were no injuries to the bones and internal organs, but the five wounds on the chest were all a few deep, we just stopped the bleeding from the two deepest wounds that kept bleeding, and then spread herbs to bandage his wounds! I can tell you this, if he survives tonight, it is estimated that his life will be fine, if he has been in a bad state and continues to have a high fever, then he will most likely have his life in danger tonight! ”

Although Aisha didn't want to see Zheng Qian at the beginning, Zheng Qian did protect her with his life, which can't be faked, Aisha's heart is actually more careful than Anna, who has a bit of a big personality, and she has been lonely since she was a child, and she is more looking forward to someone coming back to take care of her and protect her, but she didn't expect this person to be Zheng Qian.

Now that she heard that Zheng Qian, a man whose name she didn't know, was very likely to die, Aisha felt a heartache for some reason, and her cold and pale blue eyes flashed with an anxious look: "Then can you save him?" ”

The old man just shook his head and sighed: "I have done everything I can, and the rest can only be left to his own and fate!" ”