Chapter 317
In other words, out of these hundreds of people, only ten people can compose poems within a cup of tea.

Fu Jiu was also inside.

In this way, it will be much more relaxed to compare the articles.

Old Shen Hanlin didn't have to write articles according to the time of the exam. If he had to follow that, the time would not be enough, and the way he thought of was still a quick fix.

He limited the time and limited the number of words.

This requires these people's articles to be in line with the meaning of the topic, and the meaning must be written clearly.

Because the time was short, the people watching the fun didn't leave, they were all waiting for the result.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound, mixed with shouts.

"Miss, miss, don't scare me!"

The person who spoke seemed to be a servant of Yifu, holding a little girl in his arms.

The little girl's face was flushed, and she clutched her neck with her hands.

In the arms of the servant, swaying.

The crowd quickly formed a circle, and the servant hugged the little girl and asked for help from the surrounding people.

His young master went inside to make a fuss, and asked him to watch over his young lady. If something happened to the young lady, he could hardly absolve himself of the blame.

But the surroundings are basically young men and women, and they are all scholars, so they don't know any medical skills.

"Hurry up and see a doctor. I think the child is in pain and can't hold it anymore."

"Please go in and tell my young master that something happened to my young lady."

"Who is your young master?"

"Thank you family, thank you crane."

At this moment, human life is at stake, Xie He is the family member of this little girl, so naturally he wants to tell him, and regardless of Xie He's still writing, he hurried in and told the boss.

The servant could only take the young lady to the clinic first, before he left, he heard someone beside him say: "I am a doctor, let me take a look."

As soon as everyone turned their heads, they saw a man with a fair face but two mustaches squeezed over.

"You? Are you really a doctor?"

No wonder he was suspicious, the main reason was that although Jiang Yuan had two mustaches, he looked very young, at most no more than 20 years old, how could such a doctor treat people?

Jiang Yuan glanced at the young lady, and saw that her lips and nail beds were turning purple, so she knew what was going on.

"Your lady is stuck eating, give it to me quickly, and I will help her spit out the foreign object."

The servant knew that his lady was eating pastry just now, and the pastry was only the size of a thumb, and the lady took one bite at a time.

He was eating well just now, but suddenly he looked like this.

Before he could think about it, Jiang Yuan picked her up and let her stand on the ground. She was still able to stand, and she was short of breath, indicating that it was not completely obstructed.

"You cough hard."

Jiang Yuan spoke to the child, then bent slightly and almost half-kneeled behind the child, stretched one leg between the little girl's legs, stretched the other leg backwards, and hugged the child's waist at the same time, letting She leans forward.

Then she clenched her fist tightly, put the eye of the fist at the position of two fingers above the navel of the little girl's love, and began to hit her upper back with force.

Several times in a row, the little girl coughed violently, and spat out a thumb-sized pastry from her mouth.

The little girl let out a wow and burst into tears.

With so many steps, Jiang Yuan completed it in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the young lady was crying, the servant was immediately frightened.

Still the winking person next to him said: "It's good to cough up this thing, thanks to this young man."

This time Xie He also rushed over and picked up the little girl.

(End of this chapter)

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