shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 50: Gouging out the carrion alive
Qian Xiang pinched his face, cursed and pushed away the crowd, and walked towards the unconscious man. He impatiently poked him with his fingertips. When there was no response, he frowned and called back: "You guys, carry him to the big rock aside."

Three or two government officials lifted the man's body expressionlessly, and in a moment, the man was moved to the big rock beside the stream.

As he got closer, everyone could clearly see the miserable state of the man. They instantly felt goosebumps all over their bodies and the women's faces became dull with fear.

When the Yin Qi is at its strongest, how can one not be frightened when seeing a man's injuries? Everyone lowers their eyebrows and eyes, not daring to look at him.

Of course, no matter how gruesome the scene is, there is always a presence of warriors. The women trembled all over, but most of the men only looked stunned for a moment and then quickly returned to normal.

However, there were still a very small number of men who were very curious about what the yamen servants were doing and stared at them intently.

"What are they going to do? Isn't this man already dead? Are they going to dump his body?"

"What are you thinking about? Are you dumping the body? What kind of body is dumping? This man is not dead yet. Didn't you see that his chest is still rising and falling? He just fainted temporarily."

"Oh, oh, oh, that's it. Let me just say, if you want to dump the body, you have to carry it to the wilderness. You shouldn't carry it to this creek."

"I see, the yamen will take care of him soon. His injury is not a serious injury. It is because the weather was hot and the dressing on the wound was not changed in time. Otherwise, he would not have ended up like this. It was also his life. , gouging out the carrion while it’s alive, you’ll have to suffer a lot.”

After the man finished speaking, everyone nodded. What he said was true. Cutting out carrion while alive is not just a sin, but also a serious crime!

"Okay, okay, we haven't slept yet, so let's spread out. Is this where you guys are staying? Didn't you see that I have to do some business? Hurry up and spread out!" A government servant wearing a dark official uniform Showing the sword at his waist, he shouted and drove away the people who were joining in the fun.

Seeing this, everyone took a step back and moved their feet, but their eyes did not move away from the man in the slightest. The yamen officer saw that there was nothing wrong and let them go.

The bright moon was hanging high, and the moonlight was flowing down. Everyone held their breath and stared at the big stone.

Qian Xiang's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly took a sharp dagger and struck it at the man's wound. He raised the knife and dropped it. In an instant, most of the rotten flesh in the wound was cut out, and the wriggling maggots followed his movements. The soul returns home.

He frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he concentrated on using the dagger to remove the last bit of carrion. Suddenly, a exclamation came out of the man's mouth.

"Ahhh, it hurts! It hurts so much!" The man was tortured by the sudden pain, which was heartbreaking. At this moment, his body was twisting and turning, completely hindering Qian Xiang's continued movements.

The most taboo thing when cutting out carrion is that the patient does not cooperate. If he is so uncooperative, he will not be able to start. Qian Xiang was already impatient, but now that he was being tortured again, he angrily shouted:
"Mother, why are you moving? Didn't you see me cutting out the carrion for you? Do you still want to live?!"

The man was trembling all over. He raised his head while trembling, and saw that the rotten flesh that had just been in pieces was now only the size of a fingernail. In the deepest part of the wound, there were even faint bones, which was horrifying to look at.

When a wound becomes rotten, the rotten flesh must be removed and good medicine applied, otherwise the wound will worsen and his hand will be useless. He understands the truth, but the pain that spreads from the wound to the tip of his heart is really unbearable for him.

When the interruption continued and he was disturbed by it, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Sir, please continue. I can still bear it, so please continue." These few words seemed to consume the man. With all his effort, he was sweating profusely as soon as he finished speaking, wetting his clothes, and his jaw was trembling.

Qian Xiang saw that he was shivering all over and his face was not good-looking. He ordered his two brothers to hold him down and then continued the unfinished action.With the rising and falling of the dagger, the rotten flesh on the man's elbow was finally removed. While talking, Qian Xiang took out the golden sore medicine from his waist and poured it on his wound casually.

"Okay, it's okay. You've applied my special golden sore medicine on your wound, and it's no longer a serious problem. Remember, the wound should not be exposed to water these days. Now that there is no strong alcohol, you can change the medicine from time to time."

With just a "tearing" sound, the strip of cloth appeared on Qian Xiang's hand. After a simple bandage, he instructed: "Also, the bandaging material should not be too thick. If it is too thick, it may still rot. Maggots, ugly words are ahead, if this happens again, I won’t be so kind, do you hear me clearly?”

"Listen clearly, thank you sir for your help. If it hadn't been for your help, I'm afraid I would have died soon. Thank you sir, thank you sir!" The man was grateful and thanked him repeatedly. His gratitude was beyond words.

Qian Xiang stared at him and nodded casually: "Okay, stop nagging, as long as you can save your life. However, this golden sore medicine is made from my exclusive formula, so naturally I can't give it to you in vain. Let's do it, five taels." Silver, I'll give you the medicine for five taels of silver."

Exclamations came from the onlookers' mouths, "Oh my god, five taels of gold medicine for sores. This medicine is probably not made of gold. How could it be sold so expensively?"

A profiteer is indeed a profiteer. In the past, he asked for sky-high prices for his coir raincoat and medicine. They said that officials and bandits were related to each other, but now it turned out that he was well-deserved.

Ordinary gold sore medicine only costs one tael of silver, and the medicine bottle is bigger than the one in this man's hand. Five taels of silver is too expensive. However, this man's wound really needs no delay, and it depends on whether he is willing to bleed.

"Okay, five taels of silver is just five taels of silver. Anyway, my life is saved. I can find other ways to make money when I get to the far north. If people are gone, there will be nothing. I am alone and alone, so why would I care about my life?" "The man gritted his teeth and nodded slowly.

He sat up and, using his normal hand, he took out five taels of silver from his armpit and handed it over: "Here, sir, here are the five taels of silver, this gold sore medicine."

Qian Xiang took the silver from the man with a normal expression, reached for his waist and threw it away. The gold sore medicine was regarded as a completed transaction.

The man gritted his teeth, tremblingly placed the golden sore medicine on his waist, then covered the wound and stood up. After thanking him for a while, he walked towards his position step by step.

In the quiet moonlight, as the man left, the surroundings became peaceful.

"Go to sleep, don't be in a daze," Jiang Zhimiao, who was sitting next to him, sighed slightly as he looked at the three clear eyes that showed no signs of sleepiness.

She stretched out her hand and tapped Mingzhu's small nose. After touching her slightly warm skin, she smiled and cursed:

"Everyone is a night owl. They are active during the day and don't sleep at night. Let me tell you, a child will not grow taller if he doesn't sleep. Didn't he say that he should grow as tall as his brother? Why, have you forgotten? "

Mingzhu huddled in Xu Yourong's arms, raised her little head, and said in a sweet voice, "I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, let's go to bed now, sister, we don't want to grow taller."

Minghuai Jingming responded truthfully: "Yes, yes, I'm going to sleep now, I'm going to sleep now."

The three little ones were lying on the ground together. After catching a glimpse of Jiang Zhimiao's sullen face, they quickly closed their eyes and fell asleep within a moment.

(End of this chapter)