Liao Qing looked at the people who were constantly pouring down from the top and more people who were constantly climbing up from the bottom of the mountain. He frowned and said, "This won't work. Let's persuade the people below first."

Xu Jiaojiao didn't have any objection. The mountain road was winding and thickly forested, so people at the foot of the mountain couldn't see the situation on the mountain. There were still many people rushing to burn incense, so it would be difficult to restore order in a short time.

So the two of them walked down a little further, and in a relatively open place, they advised the people who were going up the mountain to stop temporarily.

Someone specifically explained dredging, and the effect was very different.

The village elders still understood the seriousness of the matter and stopped one after another.

Seeing that the situation was almost stable, the two hurried up the mountain.

Liao Qing, who was tall and thin and very agile, pulled Xu Jiaojiao forward and tried his best to separate the crowd.

This is the most dangerous time, because the mountain path is not wide and there are no guardrails on both sides. It is easy to be squeezed out of the mountain path by the crowds of people and roll down.

There are steep slopes on both sides of the mountain road, and the slopes are full of rocks and thorns. It is absolutely impossible for a person to stand, and he will just keep rolling down...

Fortunately, the two of them are together at this time and can help each other hold them together.

The journey was not long, but the two of them were so crowded that they were panting, sweating, and half nervous.

After finally reaching the top of the mountain, Xu Jiaojiao stretched out her finger and pointed at the temple door: "That way, it should be at that place."

Liao Qing didn't say anything, but continued to clear the way in front, with Xu Jiaojiao following closely behind. The two of them kept pushing away people blocking the way with their four hands, and some of them were crowded together, so they avoided them.

At this time, although there were still many people, there were obviously fewer people.

After all, the two of them had practiced some kung fu and were much stronger than ordinary people. Although they were sweating from the crowd, after a while, they finally saw a child on the ground.

He was a boy, about six or seven years old. He was as thin as all the children in the village who didn't have enough to eat.

Now he was so angry that he was trampled on. He lay on the ground, covered in blood. There were trampled marks on his body, arms and legs. The patches of blue and reddish-purple skin were clearly visible, which was shocking.

Fortunately, the child is smart and there should be no problem with his head. At this time, he still maintains the position of protecting his head with his arms and gently stroking it.

The couple also arrived, and when they saw their son being trampled like this, they cried even harder.

"My son! You have suffered karma! My son, wake up, wake up, don't want to die, my mother only has you as her only child..."

"Whoever steps on my son will be punished by God..."

"Help, come, help..."

The mother held the child and cried loudly.

The child's father was beside him, extremely anxious, helpless and in tears.

Before, the crowd was crowded together, but now they dispersed, for fear of being accused of being the children they trampled on.

The people watching around now are mostly pilgrims who have just arrived.

Someone in the crowd came up with an idea, "Send the child to the Empress Temple quickly and ask the Empress to save her life. I think the child will not survive like this..."

As soon as she heard that she couldn't survive, the child's mother cried miserably.

The child's father heard this, hesitated for a moment, and was about to take the child into the Empress Temple to pray to the Bodhisattva...

At this time, the head monk of the Niangniang Temple finally came over. He had a round face, neither tall nor short, and was slightly fat. Anyway, he looked like he was eating better than the average villager.

"Amituo Buddha! It's useless for you to carry it into the temple. Can the Bodhisattva show you spiritual manifestations or what? The Bodhisattva only bless and pray for sincere pilgrims who usually burn high incense. He is not a miracle doctor. If you carry it in, he will

He can't survive, so if you want to waste that time, you might as well send him to Qingshui Town to see Divine Doctor Sun, and maybe you can save his life in time!"

What kind of bad monk is this?

In addition to ringing the bell and collecting money, can't monks learn some language arts? Learning is very important!

But what he said makes sense.

Even if the Bodhisattva can manifest his spirit, it will probably increase your luck or something like that. For such a serious injury, the number of broken bones may not be certain, and the Bodhisattva may not be able to solve the problem.

But if you go to Huichun Hall...

The couple looked at each other and the father lowered his head.

The child's mother started crying again, crying even louder, "How can we have money to go to the Huichun Hall! We don't even have money for breakfast! My poor child... who stepped on my child with a thousand swords, and lost his conscience.

Ah, you compensate my child...ah..."

Everyone who hears the crying elder feels sad.

Xu Jiaojiao and Liao Qing squeezed in the crowd for a long time, stumbling and almost falling down the mountain. They finally pulled the child out of the crowd and took a few breaths aside.

Now that I hear this, I really can't bear it.

What's all this?

He finally risked his life to pull the child out.

The result is not good...

"Qingshui Town is too far away. If we go like this, I'm afraid it will be too late. Let me help him take a look and stop the bleeding first..."

As soon as she said this, everyone looked at her.

Including the middle-aged uncle from before, he also looked at Xu Jiaojiao curiously.

When the child's mother saw that Xu Jiaojiao was so young, even though it was Xu Jiaojiao who rescued the child, she still felt uneasy, "My benefactor, are you, you, you... one of the girls?"

It's one thing to be kind-hearted, but it's another thing to heal injuries and save people. It doesn't matter how kind-hearted you are.

Before Xu Jiaojiao could think of how to answer, Liao Qing standing next to her said it for her.

"She knows some medical skills, and Divine Doctor Sun of Huichun Hall is her senior brother!"

Everyone was stunned. Who among the people around here didn’t know about Divine Doctor Sun from Huichun Hall?

"Hey, the little girl is so young and is the junior sister of Divine Doctor Sun? Then she is the same master, so she must be very powerful."

"Yeah, it's okay to let her take a look first. There are no other doctors here."

"After all, he is from the same sect as Divine Doctor Sun..."

As a result, even the head monk of the Empress Temple felt a little relaxed in his scrutinizing gaze, and he made no sound to stop him.

So, Xu Jiaojiao asked the couple to carry the child out of the crowd and to the open space next to her wine stall.

Xu Jiaojiao made the child lie down and checked it roughly.

The situation is serious.

Being stepped on by so many people, I can't think of anything better.

There are marks on the arms and legs that were heavily stepped on, and there may be multiple fractures. It is estimated that the child fainted due to pain.

But a good sign is that there should be no major problems with the internal organs.

There is probably no major problem with the ribs, lumbar vertebrae, etc. in the body, at least Xu Jiaojiao has not found any internal bleeding.

Of course, if it was a more secret injury, she wouldn't be able to tell...

Children in the countryside are relatively soft-skinned, which is already considered a good thing.
Chapter completed!