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When she opened her eyes again, Little Pepper saw everything in front of her and screamed loudly in fright.
Just now, she unconsciously chopped with a kitchen knife, but unexpectedly, she just hit her boyfriend's head. At this time, her boyfriend's head was split in half and fell to the ground. His white brains mixed with traces of blood were all over the floor. It was scary to see him.
"Ugh"
"Little Pepper and her mother started to vomit after seeing it. They didn't dare to stay in the house anymore and ran outside.
Song Wen rushed over just in time to see the mother and daughter running out of the house, and quickly asked what was going on.
"Brother Awen" When she saw Song Wen, whom she had grown up with since childhood, the frightened Little Pepper rushed towards him, hugged him and cried.
"Okay, okay, stop crying, tell me what's going on?"
"Little Pepper held back her sadness and spoke.
After Song Wen learned about the situation, he walked into the house and saw brains and blood flowing all over the house. He couldn't help but want to vomit. No one could bear to watch this scene, and the faces of Lao Qi and others who came with him turned pale instantly. He quickly asked one of them to call the village chief, his second uncle Song Yuanshan, to see what to do next. Although Little Pepper's boyfriend was killed because he was sick and bit people, he killed someone after all, and her boyfriend was from another village. The matter was very difficult to deal with, and the elderly had to come forward.
Soon, Song Yuanshan and Song Hu came over. Seeing the situation inside the house, they immediately asked someone to nail a simple coffin with wooden boards to collect the body.
We¡¯ll go to the groom¡¯s house in the afternoon to discuss it and see how the matter should be handled.
Outside the village, the century-old stone bridge finally collapsed due to the ravages of the flood. After hearing this, the people in Songjiabao and the tourists who were stranded due to rain came over to take a look.
Song Wen also came over to take a look, feeling that things were getting worse.
Heavy rains have been falling, and the stream has swelled. Now the stream is dozens of meters wide, and the current is so fast that even people and boats cannot pass. It seems that there will be a period of time when Songjiapu residents and tourists will not be able to go out. Fortunately, I can still make calls now. You can ask people from the town government to help call people over to build a simple iron bridge for people to walk on.
Who would have thought that when Song Yuanshan called the town government, no one answered.
Song Yuanshan suddenly became anxious. If the bridge is blocked, the food problem for so many people in the village will not be solved. What should we do?
Song Wen also thought about this. He knew better that even if someone came to build the bridge, the people in his village might not be able to go out for a period of time, so he said to Song Yuanshan; "Second uncle, please tell the villagers. If someone has no rice at home, they can go there." Come and get it from the store. We have some rice stored in the store, which should be enough for everyone to eat for a while. Those tourists who come to visit and cannot leave can let them eat in the fort and arrange for someone to cook it for them for free."
"Don't you use it at home?"
¡°I still have a lot at home, which I can¡¯t finish.¡±
"Okay, I'll go tell everyone right now."
In fact, there are still many things preserved by Song Dynasty. Not only the Ruyi Fan space, but also a large amount of food is stored in the cave. These were originally used by him to provide refuge for those relatives and friends, but unexpectedly they were used on the villagers.
Song Hu and others carried the body to the ancestral hall and came back. Song Wen told him about the rice, and he had no objection. After all, he was from Songjiabao, so it was appropriate for the villagers to help him when he was in trouble.
Song Wen saw that nothing happened, so he went up the mountain. But I saw Afen from Axi Clinic running over in a hurry, wondering what happened?
After asking, I found out that she was here to discuss using the hotel with them. Due to the weather, the number of patients in their clinic is increasing day by day, especially those with fever, who need to stay for observation. It could have been delivered to the town, but the bridge was broken and it couldn't be delivered. Their clinic couldn't accommodate so many people, so they thought the flavor restaurant was closed. I just wanted to discuss with them and see if I could borrow it for a while.
The main business of Songjia Flavor Restaurant is tourists who come here to travel here. Now that the bridge is broken, there is no business. Song Wen and Song Hu discussed it and lent her the second floor.
After receiving the news, Ah Fen quickly ran back and asked someone to move it over. Song Wen also went to the second floor with Song Hu to gather the tables and chairs inside to make room for the patients.
After a while, patients came over one after another. Song Wen saw Xiaojiao and her mother also there. He couldn't help but asked strangely: "Little Pepper? Didn't I ask you to live in the mountains? Why are you still here?"
After what happened at home, Xiaojiao and his mother no longer dared to live at home. Song Wen asked them to move to the mountains, but unexpectedly they didn't go.
"My mother was scratched. I brought her over to have a look. Sister Afen said that my mother had a fever. She asked her to stay for observation." Xiaojiao said.
"oh."
Song Wen nodded in understanding and turned to look at her mother. Little Pepper and his family areA relative, his mother Shen Chunhua, whom he wanted to call Simu, used to be a very aggressive person, but after being frightened, she seemed to change and became quiet. Seeing that her face was blue and her energy was listless, it was obvious that she was frightened. Seeing the scratches on her face and neck again, Song Wen couldn't help but frowned, thinking of the healing medicine Qingliang Dan he made from herbs, and quickly took it out.
"Little pepper, I have some medicine here. Soak it in some wine and apply it on your mother's wound. It will be cured soon."
"Um"
Xiaojiao trusted Song Wen very much. When she heard what he said, she didn't ask for any medicine. She went to the kitchen to find a small bowl and put some wine in it. Then she put the cooling pill in it to soak until soft, and then gently applied it on her mother's wound. superior.
As soon as the medicine was applied to the wound, Chen Chunhua felt a coolness spread from the wound to her body, her spirits were lifted, and her complexion immediately improved.
The patients transferred from Axi Clinic were arranged one by one in the space vacated on the second floor, and the originally quiet place became noisy.
Song Mingde also followed from the Asi Clinic. When he saw Xiaojiao applying medicine to her mother, he asked: "Xiaojiao, what are you applying to your mother?"
"It's the healing medicine that Brother Awen gave me."
"He also knows medicine?" Song Mingde glanced at Song Wen with disdain and said, "Show me."
Taking the bowl of medicine in Xiao Chili's hand, Song Mingde smelled it and felt that in addition to the smell of wine and a medicinal aroma that was similar to mint but not mint, he felt confused, so he ordered a little of the medicine in the bowl and put it on the tip of his tongue to taste it. . Suddenly, a cool feeling came from the tip of my tongue, and my spirit was refreshed.
"Good stuff." Song Mingde's eyes lit up and he asked Song Wen, "Where did you get this stuff?"
"Picked in the mountains."
"Do you have any more? Give me some. I want fresh ones."
Song Wenzhi rolled his eyes. He didn't know what he was planning. He clearly wanted to see fresh grass so that people could go into the mountains to pick it. Is he that stupid? How could such a good thing be told to others? He said: "No, I only picked a little and made it into pills. If you want, I can give you some pills."
Song Mingde listened with regret on his face, but there was nothing fresh and the pills were good, so he nodded.
He returned the medicine bowl to Xiao Chili and checked Shen Chunhua's pulse. His eyes suddenly widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
He was treating Shen Chunhua just now and knew that she had a fever. Why did it go away so soon? You know, the fever caused by being bitten by a suspected rabid dog is not so easy to go away. In the past few days, he had read almost all the medical books, and finally prepared an antipyretic medicine, which could only control the fever within a certain range, and it was easy to relapse. Unexpectedly, she recovered all of a sudden, and seemed to be still alive. There is no possibility of recurrence, which is simply a miracle.
He quickly asked Xiaojiao, "Shuyan, have you given any medicine to your mother?"
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off out of the blue,¡± said Little Pepper.
"Have you given your mother anything to eat?"
"No."
"Then have you used anything on your mother, such as applying anything on your body?"
"There is only the medicine given by Brother Awen, and nothing else."
"Um"
When Song Mingde heard what she said, he took the medicine bowl in her hand and said, "Give it to me and I'll return it to you later." After saying that, he walked to a patient with a fever next to him. When he came to the patient, he talked to him and then applied the medicine on the patient's eyebrows, philtrum, and navel. As soon as the medicine was applied on it, the patient felt a cooling sensation, and the feeling of mental fatigue due to fever was instantly relieved.
"Good stuff." Song Mingde said for the second time, this time speaking from the bottom of his heart.
"Awen, do you really not have this kind of fresh grass over there? This is a life-saving thing. Recently, many people have fever, and if they are not allowed to reduce their fever, they may end up like A Bing. What are you doing to this kind of thing? There is a miraculous cure for fever symptoms, if you have it, take it out, I will never let you suffer."
"Abo, what are you talking about? Since it is a life-saving thing, I should take it out, but the amount is not a lot. You have to be careful when using it."
"I know."
Song Wen naturally wouldn't tell him that he had cultivated a large area of ??this refreshing grass in the space, and it didn't matter if he used it for food. Just saying this will make him cherish it, lest he feel that he will take too many things and use them randomly, or even secretly hide them in private. He never dared to compliment the old man's character.
Song Mingde returned the medicine bowl to Xiaojiao, but suddenly found that the wounds on Shen Chunhua's body that had been covered with medicine had scabbed and peeled.
At this time, ?Only then did I know why Song Wen treasured this thing so much. Even if he had this kind of medicine, he would be as cautious as he was to avoid being known.
At that moment, he solemnly said: "Don't worry, I will never let anyone know about this herb."
Song Wen nodded after hearing this. Although the old man's character was poor, he could still listen to what he promised.
At that moment, he pretended to ride back to get the herb. In fact, he drove the car into the bamboo forest, took a bag of herb from the space and returned to the flavor shop.
Song Mingde took the cool grass and immediately asked a few people who were at ease to pound the cool grass into juice. Then he applied the remaining medicinal residue after pounding the juice to the wound of the injured patient, and gave the juice to the patient to drink. Those patients with less serious fevers immediately had their fevers subsided after drinking the concoction, while those with more serious fevers had their symptoms relieved a lot even if their fevers did not subside. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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