The first thousand one hundred and eighty-six chapters special breath
"I am out of town today. If I were in Pingshan, I would go there in person." Ma Zhiyong continued.
"It's really not possible for you to come here. You are old, have been pampered for a long time, and lack exercise. There is a long way to go up the mountain. By the way, you have to send a strong person over. If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten."
Zhang Fan said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Ma Zhiyong laughed and said: "Okay, then I will send a strong person over."
"Dean Ma, let's not talk about it then, just get busy," Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, Dean Zhang, let's talk again when we have time." Ma Zhiyong replied.
Afterwards, the two hung up the phone.
"Mr. Zhang, what should we have for dinner?" Village Chief Yao looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"There's nothing you want to eat. Just sit down. I just saw that there is no water in the water tank. I'll go get some water." Zhang Fan said.
Village Chief Yao did not stop it. After all, the two of them had already agreed before.
While Zhang Fan was pressing the water with a pressure well, he was thinking about what the excavator had just dug out of the ground. The place where the excavator dug was the east end of the village. The east end of the village was connected to Niwa Town, but the forbidden area was in the village.
There are scales in the Daxitou of the village, and there are scales in the Datongtou of the village. Are these scales spread throughout the village?
Zhang Fan filled the water tank in the house while thinking about it. In the winter, after the water well has been pressed, it must be sunk to avoid freezing. Zhang Fan had just sunk the water in the well when he saw Yao Yao.
The door of the village chief's house was suddenly pushed open, and a figure rushed into the yard in panic.
The owner of this figure is none other than the stubble-faced man who acted with Zhang Fan before.
"Mr. Zhang, it's a disaster, it's a disaster!" the bearded man looked at Zhang Fandan anxiously.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan frowned slightly. At the same time, Zhang Fan took a look at the face of the man with stubble. He did not find anything unusual in the face of the man with stubble.
Village Chief Yao also walked out of the house quickly and asked with a worried look on his face: "Tell me quickly what's going on?"
"The mountain road we were driving collapsed, and the stones fell down on the villagers' legs." The man with a stubble on his face said anxiously.
Hearing the words of the stubble-faced man, Zhang Fan quickly ran out of Village Chief Yao's house without any hesitation, followed closely by the stubble-faced man and Village Chief Yao. Although Village Chief Yao was not too young,
But the speed does not slow down.
Within a few minutes, Zhang Fan ran to the road construction site and saw people surrounding an excavator.
"Shovel it again, and people should be able to come out after shoveling it again," one of them shouted.
The boom of the excavator moved violently, and the sound of a stone colliding with the shovel of the excavator was heard from the crowd.
"One, two, three... pull..." Another loud shout came from the crowd.
Zhang Fan quickly entered the crowd. Zhang Fan saw that the villager whose legs were crushed had been pulled out from under the stone. However, at this time, the villager's legs were soaked in blood, and several positions of the legs were exaggerated.
It was deformed, with broken bones exposed in some places, and it looked extremely tragic.
"Hey... Even if I save my life in the end, this leg should be useless."
"Yes, this leg is too badly injured.
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"..."
Everyone said one after another.
At this moment, a young technician said: "Send him to the hospital quickly. The blood keeps flowing out, and he will lose too much blood soon."
"I'll call an ambulance right away," said another young man standing next to him.
At this time, Zhang Fan was already very close to the crowd, and Zhang Fan shouted, "Don't call me yet."
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, everyone turned around and turned their attention to Zhang Fan.
"Sir, I know you are very prestigious in this village, and everyone in the village listens to you. If you don't call an ambulance, he will die," the young technician advised.
"If he is sent to the hospital and pushed to the operating room, his legs will not be saved, but he can save his legs in the village." Zhang Fan explained to the young technician.
The young technician took a look at the injured person's legs, then looked back at Zhang Fan and said with a puzzled face: "His two legs are indeed seriously injured. After being sent to the hospital, he may not be able to save it as you said, but this remote place is as big as a palm."
How could there be a way to save his legs somewhere?"
"Fifteen days later, if you go to his house to see him, you will definitely see him alive and kicking." Zhang Fan said seriously.
Hearing this, the young technician's face was full of doubt.
Zhang Fan ignored the young technician's suspicion. Zhang Fan directly picked up the injured villager who had fainted and got out of the crowd.
As soon as Zhang Fan got out of the crowd, he saw Village Chief Yao and a man with stubble on his face running from a distance.
Seeing the injured villager's drooping legs, Village Chief Yao's face was full of distress.
"Mr. Zhang, where are you taking him?" Village Chief Yao asked, "To the hospital?"
"No, go to your house." Zhang Fan replied.
"Go to my house?" Village Chief Yao was stunned immediately. He really didn't expect Zhang Fan to say that he wanted to go to his house.
"He suffered such a serious injury. If he didn't go to the hospital and no one would treat him, wouldn't he die?" Village Chief Yao continued.
"I just said that he should be sent to the hospital as soon as possible." At this time, the young technician walked forward quickly and said.
Zhang Fan stared at Village Chief Yao with a serious face and asked, "Do you believe me?"
"Believe it!" Village Chief Yao replied directly without any hesitation.
"Let's go to your house now. I guarantee that this injured villager will not die, and his legs will not be destroyed." Zhang Fan said seriously.
Village Chief Yao hesitated for a moment, then looked at Zhang Fan and said solemnly: "Okay, Mr. Zhang, then go to my house."
Village Chief Yao knows Zhang Fan's character very well. Everything Zhang Fan does is for the good of the villagers. He believes that Zhang Fan will not deceive him.
Zhang Fan nodded slightly. Just when Zhang Fan was about to run forward, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a special aura. He frowned slightly and subconsciously looked at the position next to his feet. At his feet,
It was the big hole covered with scales that was dug out earlier.
He felt that the source of the breath just now was the big pit under his feet, but the breath was fleeting.
Zhang Fan looked at the dying man in his arms and ran quickly towards the village chief Yao's home without lingering to feel his breath.
Village Chief Yao and the stubble-faced man followed closely behind Zhang Fan again. Before Village Chief Yao left, he did not forget to tell the workers to continue working.
After returning to Chief Yao's house, Zhang Fan directly laid the injured man down on the bed, then opened the cloth bag and took out the silver needle.