A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

The head of the village frowned tightly and held the torch. It seemed that he was in a dilemma.

The reason why all the people are gathered here is to burn the half breed to death as an example. If you change your mind now, if you encounter similar situations in the future, will it not be without reference?

This time, we will break the hand and foot tendons, and the next time, we will make an exception and do nothing?

It's not that Mr. Fang doesn't understand the village head's entanglement, but he can't help it. If he doesn't choose to express his ideas at this time, I'm afraid the village head will never carefully consider his proposal.

"As long as the head of the village gives him a breath, I will guarantee all the following things. Anyway, I am an old man who has nothing else to do now. I can take care of him every day. He can live as long as I can, and he will live as long as I can. I don't have to worry about other people for the extra years."

With that, he suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth, looked at the half breed in a gentle way, and said in a soft voice, "boy, would you like to do this?"

The half breed didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, but he tried to open his mouth and made a "I do" lip.

This time, the village head didn't even have the last excuse. After hesitating for a while, he saw that everyone was staring at him. He said in a deep voice: "OK! Then do as you say, Mr. Fang. Someone will cut his tendons and tendons, stab his eyes blind, and cut off his tongue! "

Song QingHan's forehead leaped. The village head of Xindao was merciless. He said that he only gave a breath to the half breed. If he didn't keep his hearing, it would be useless. I'm afraid he would cut off his ears.

Seeing a few people coming up around him, he untied the rope for the half breed son with both hands and feet. Knowing what would happen in the future, he sighed heavily and retreated to one side tremblingly. He quietly stretched out his sleeve to wipe his tears.

When he is old, his heart is soft. If he is not responsible for taking care of mixed race children, he must leave early and not see this cruel picture.

Seeing the village head mercilessly wielding a knife to pick off the man's tendon, song QingHan still couldn't resist it after all, and stopped in a loud voice: "wait a minute! Are you ready for the injury? "

The village head was a little confused by song QingHan's words. He reached out to wipe off the blood sprayed on his face and subconsciously said, "what kind of wound medicine?"

Song QingHan's eyes shot a cold light, directly pushed aside the crowd, squatted down to look at the mixed blood son's wound, frowned and said: "you cut the angle of the knife is wrong, it will break his artery, if you do not stop bleeding in time, within a quarter of an hour, he will die of blood flow."

If song QingHan's tone was not too calm and his words were clear, the village head might have thought that he was deliberately deceiving.

Seeing his ugly face, the village head hesitated for a moment, looked back and said in a loud voice, "doctor Le, come and help him stop bleeding!"

"Ouch," the man called Dr. Le said, "my hemostatic medicine just ran out. I'm going to do it today..."

Song QingHan glanced at the village head coldly. Seeing that he was holding a knife, he was at a loss. He calmly said, "if you trust me, I can stop bleeding for him. I just want to take him away for a while and come back after stopping blood 。”

Hearing that song QingHan was able to stop bleeding, the village head wanted to promise that he would take the half breed away. Subconsciously, he denied: "no! If anything goes wrong, who will be responsible? What's more, he's going to die. It's cheaper to die bleeding than to burn! "

Seeing that the village head wanted to repent, Mr. Fang couldn't help throwing himself at the half breed, pointing to his pale face and trembling, "what can be wrong with his present appearance? Can't I take charge? As long as he has a little change, I will finish him myself! Let the doctor take him to stop bleeding! At least it's a life

Seeing that the state of the mixed race is getting worse and worse, song QingHan's attitude also became tough. He said in a cold voice, "if you don't feel at ease, you can send someone to follow us. As for how to deal with him, I think Princess Ning should be more qualified to speak with."

If it wasn't for human life, he would not have moved him out again, because he knew that these people only knew power.

Sure enough, after hearing the name of Princess he Ning, a hesitation flashed over the village head's face. He glanced at the blood on the ground and finally relaxed his mouth.

"OK, big dog, two dogs. Follow them. Mr. Fang is waiting in the village. You are old and can't stand the turbulence."

Fang opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but song QingHan had already taken the initiative to say: "don't worry, I will cure him."

After listening to song QingHan's words, Fang's shoulder became loose. He seemed to put down a big stone in his heart and nodded gently to see them go far away.

Song QingHan took out the clean gauze from the bag that yuanxuan carried with him. After quickly bandaging the mixed blood son, song QingHan ordered the so-called big dog and two dogs to lift him up and gently put him into the carriage.

Lu Sen has been quietly following song QingHan, so song QingHan did not see the struggle in his eyes.

After returning to the road, he suddenly said, "can I continue to follow you, sir? After all, the field hasn't been bought yet... "Although song QingHan knew that Lu Sen didn't want to follow him for the reason that he didn't buy the field, he didn't expose him and directly nodded his head and said, "yes, the reward is calculated separately. Don't refuse."

Seeing his undoubted attitude, Lu Sen opened his mouth. In the end, he did not say anything, but suddenly became melancholy when he touched the half breed child.

Fortunately, in this village, the distance between the half moon city and the half moon city was not far away, so soon, song QingHan moved the mixed blood children out of the carriage and put them directly into their guest rooms.

After wiping the yard, song's attitude towards the dog became more and more gentle.

Even if the city's house price has dropped a lot because of the war, it is not possible for anyone to have such a large courtyard in the city.

Before that, they would have thought that song QingHan's move out of heting county was too exaggerated, but now they have no doubt about song QingHan's words in front of he Ning.

Song QingHan now focuses all his attention on the half breed. Naturally, he fails to notice the changes of those two people. However, even if he does, he will not feel that there is anything to laugh at. After all, people are creatures who seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

He asked Hualian to cook a bowl of ginseng soup. He quickly took yuanxuan's surgical knife and slowly cut down the gauze that was about to stick to the wound. He used high-altitude wine to eliminate the poison, smeared the ointment prepared by Yuanyuan Xuan, and took the clean gauze again and wrapped it up carefully.