My master is invincible

Chapter 294 Nine Coffins (17)

"Brother Fat, what the hell is going on, how did Wang Muyang find you?" When he said this, he stuttered, but he spoke coherently.

It is said that when people encounter great sorrow and joy, they will burst out with unimaginable potential, but this potential is very short-lived, and stuttering is such a person.

I was slightly taken aback, but I didn't say a word, and I heard Fatty Guo say intermittently: "I...I...I...I took the initiative to find him, Joyce...isn't here, he...he..."

Before he finished speaking, the strength in his hand increased a little, but in a moment, he weakened weakly, looking at me and stuttering with a smile on his face.

"Fatty!" I roared angrily, and quickly opened his eyelids to take a look. Fortunately, the color of his eyes was normal, and I checked his breathing again, it was very weak.

"Send it to the hospital!" As soon as I helped Fatty Guo, I was about to carry him to the hospital.

Stuttering and holding my shoulder, he said, "Brother Nine, Fat Brother's injury is too serious, and sending him to the hospital in the town may not be able to heal him. Call Mr. Jiang and let him think of a way. After all, he has been in Quyang for a long time. After so many years, there should be a way to send Fat Brother to a better hospital."

I froze for a moment, this made sense, quickly took out my cell phone, and called Mr. Jiang, it rang for a long time before the call was connected.

Without waiting for Master Jiang to speak, I immediately said, "Master Jiang, my brother was seriously injured. The hospital in the town may not be able to cure him. Is there any special channel to send him to the big hospital in the provincial capital?"

"What's going on? Who was injured? Who did it?" Master Jiang asked three questions in a row.

I didn't know what was going on, so I said: "Wang Muyang did it, what's going on, we won't know until Fatty Guo wakes up."

"Where are you guys? I'll bring the doctor over right away!" Master Jiang asked anxiously.

I looked around and said, "There's a half-built house around here, and we're right behind it."

"I know where it is, I'll be there in 10 minutes!" Master Jiang said, and hung up the phone hastily.

Afterwards, we stayed by Fatty Guo's side all the time, originally planning to move him into the house to prevent the cold from entering his body.Stammeringly said that a seriously injured person cannot move easily, otherwise it will hurt the internal organs.

Hearing what he said, I didn't dare to touch Fatty Guo again, so I had to silently stand in front of him and pay attention to his body condition.I don't know if it's the cold snow that makes him feel cold, or what's going on, his body will tremble occasionally, and I can't wait to cover him with the only cloth on my body.

Thinking back to this scene now, my eyes are wet. The feeling of watching my brother gradually weaken is really not something normal people can bear.That feeling cannot be expressed in words, the pain in my heart can only be understood by myself.

Waiting is a painful torment, like an ant standing on a hot pot, neither standing nor sitting, always looking for something, but finds that he has no other choice but to wait.

After waiting for about 8 minutes, a car whistle sounded in front of the house. I leaned out and looked.

After the car came to a complete stop, three people came down, one was Mr. Jiang, the other was He Jianhua, the driver of Mr. Jiang, and the other was an old man in his 7s, wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit, with a lot of gray hair. The eyes are very deep, and there is a wooden box on the back. There is a grass-like symbol on the wooden box. I don't know what the symbol is.

After they got out of the car, they ran towards us, their feet were extremely fast. What surprised me was that the old man was even faster than Mr. Jiang and He Jianhua.

"Master Jiang, this way!" I yelled at them.

They didn't say a word when they heard me yelling. They walked faster and came to me in just ten seconds. I was about to step forward to tell the old man about the situation.

He didn't even look at me, he just walked around me, squatted in front of Fatty Guo, first rolled his eyelids, then felt for his pulse, then leaned over his chest, probably to listen to his heartbeat.

"How is it? Can my brother be saved?" I bent over to the old man and asked politely.

The old man turned his head, gave me a bad look, quickly opened the wooden box on his body, took out a black round thing from inside, the size of a thumb, and said, "Turn it over and plug his ****!"

I was taken aback for a moment, and said, "What? S***?"

"Yes, Sergeant!" The old man was still busy with what he was doing.

To be honest, when I heard what the old man said, my first reaction was that the old man was playing with me, but when I saw his serious expression and the Chinese tunic suit on his body, he didn't look like the kind of joking person.

In our rural areas, there is also a saying of plugging the dimples. When a child cries out of breath and cannot catch his breath, as long as the dick is plugged, the breathing becomes smoother. This phenomenon is called gurgling air circulation in the hospital.

Thinking of this, I immediately asked Stutter to give me a hand, and turned Fatty Guo's body over, for fear of touching his wound. We had very light hands, and with Fatty Guo's weight, it took us three or four minutes. Turn him over.

After turning over, the old man handed me a white glove and the black round thing, and said, "You gag his asshole, and I will stabilize his wound with a silver needle."

"What?" I was stunned for a moment, and said incredulously, "Didn't you stuff it?"

He glared at me, and said angrily: "It's up to you, I can only tell you that once you can't catch your breath, even the Da Luo Jinxian can't save him, the only way is to plug the dick and let his body Qi, from the bottom of the body to the top, stimulates the functions of all aspects of his body, and buys some time for me to rescue him."

After finishing speaking, he didn't talk to me anymore, and I just stood there in a daze, Ma De, fight hard, as long as you can save Fatty Guo, these things are nothing, I'm afraid, will Fatty Guo want to kill me when he wakes up? I.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't hesitate any longer, held up the thing and stuffed it into Fatty Guo's ****. (Rural earth recipes, please do not try randomly.)
Needless to say, the effect of this trick is very good. After only a few seconds of stuffing it in, I felt that Fatty Guo's breathing was a little stronger than before.

Seeing the effect of this trick, I thanked the old man a few times, but he still ignored me, but took a three-inch long silver needle and stuck it down Fatty Guo's back. Once the silver needle was inserted, the blood in that place immediately slowed down. a lot.

Master, this old man is a master of Chinese medicine, this is the first reaction in my mind.

Afterwards, the old man pricked about a dozen silver needles on Fatty Guo. Dingqing saw that Fatty Guo was lying on the snow like a hedgehog.

After the silver needle was inserted, the old man pressed down on Fatty Guo's spine, clapped his palms, and said, "There is only so much Chinese medicine can do. Whether you can survive depends on God's will."

Upon hearing this, I looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What do you mean? You don't need to send him to a big hospital in the provincial capital, so let him lie here?"

His tone changed, and he questioned: "You don't believe me?" After speaking, he bent down, packed the wooden box, and was about to leave.

ps: Tomorrow four updates will be added!
(End of this chapter)