As he spoke, the carriage suddenly creaked and stopped.

Ye Chiwan couldn't help frowning, lifted the curtain and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The coachman turned his head and said, "Miss, there is a man in front of him who has fallen to the ground, and I don't know whether he is dead or alive." ”

Ye Chiwan took two steps out, slowly stood up, and by the dim light of the lanterns on both sides of the carriage, he saw that two or three feet in front of him, there was indeed a man in a black shirt lying in a pool of blood.

"Then why don't you go over and take a look!" She said.

"Yes." The coachman agreed, got out of the car and strode towards the place where the man in black shirt had fallen.

"Let's go over and have a look, too." Jiang Shu leaned forward, saw the shocking pool of blood around the black-shirted man, and proposed.

If the person is still alive, her lack of practical knowledge of TCM theory may still play a role.

Ye Chiwan's attention was focused on the black-shirted man, and he didn't notice how abnormal it was for the fourth sister, who had always been timid and cowardly, to make such a proposal, and nodded directly in agreement.

The two of them got out of the carriage one after another, and when they came closer, the coachman had turned the black-shirted man over and turned him on his back.

It was a young man in his early twenties, tall and handsome, with a handsome face that looked a little pale from blood loss.

"How is he?" Stopping slightly, Jiang Shu asked.

The coachman stretched out his hand to test the man's breath, turned his head and said, "Don't worry, Miss, he's still alive." ”

"Then get him to the car!" Ye Chi said.

Jiang Shu looked at the man's still bleeding wound, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop it: "Don't move yet." ”

"Why?" Ye Chiwan asked a little puzzled.

In her understanding, once a person is injured, he should be sent to the doctor immediately.

Jiang Shu sighed softly and said, "He is seriously injured, if you don't stop the bleeding for him, he will die of excessive blood loss in less than half an hour." There is no village in front of here, there is no shop behind, and I am afraid that I will not be able to find a place to stay for a while. ”

As she spoke, she tore a strip of cloth from the hem of her skirt and wrapped her arms around him vigorously.

Because Jiang Shu's strength was too great, the man snorted in pain, but because he was too badly injured, he didn't wake up after all.

Seeing that the blood flow in his injured arm was no longer so rapid, Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, looked up and said to the coachman, "Now you can help him to the car." ”

The coachman respectfully agreed, bent down to pick up the man in black shirt, and walked towards the carriage.

"Fourth sister, how do you know this?" After setting up the man in black shirt, when the carriage began to move forward again, Ye Chiwan asked.

This rough girl finally saw that she was different.

Jiang Shu hesitated slightly, and said casually: "I am idle and bored on weekdays, and I read some medical books and read them from there. ”

She can't let people know that she is not the original Ye Jiangshu, but a wisp of ghost from another world, and no one can.

Otherwise, the ancients were superstitious, and I wonder if they would invite a mage or Taoist priest with a peachwood sword to exorcise evil spirits for her.

If there are any uneasy and kind-hearted sisters, sisters, or aunts, or something, who buy off the so-called mages and Taoist priests, and want to take the opportunity to get rid of her, the situation will be even more unoptimistic.

She's not afraid she can't handle it, but she's afraid of trouble.

There are tricks that need to work brain cells.