"Wait a minute, madam, my eldest son can save your husband..."
It was Jiasan who snatched the dagger from the woman's hand, and he couldn't help but admire this strong woman.
"ah!"
These sudden words made the woman with disheveled hair stunned. Her dull eyes suddenly lit up. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Liu Qi.
"How can we save this person when he's like this? Is this young man bragging with good intentions? He just wants to save this woman's life..."
Naturally, the refugees in the crowd would not say strange things. If the young master's men hadn't killed the remnants of the Yellow Turbans just now, people like himself would have died, and women would have been raped by those thieves.
But seeing Artest in this state, no one believed he could be saved.
"Xiaodie, bring me my medicine box."
Liu Qi ignored the words next to him and pricked the golden needle in his hand, Tanzhong point, Zhongting point, Yutang point...
"Ah, the bleeding has stopped, it's amazing..."
You must know that medical skills were not developed in ancient times. Even a small wound can easily kill someone, let alone such a big hole made by a gun.
As Liu Qi quickly read out the names of more than a dozen medicinal herbs, Xiaodie quickly mashed the herbs into a paste.
During this time, I have been teaching the little maid how to identify herbs and become familiar with their properties. Of course, Xiaodie has a very high level of understanding and a superhuman memory.
He remembered everything after saying it once, which made Liu Qi even more overjoyed and taught him more seriously.
A long needle flew up and down at Artest's wound. A quarter of an hour later, a piece of boiled white cloth was used to bandage Artest's wound.
Artest, who had not had much air intake, suddenly calmed down and his dilated pupils regained their vitality.
"Thank you, eldest son, for saving your life..."
The women with disheveled hair had blood stains on their heads.
"Young Master, please save my children, please save my old father..."
For a moment, a crowd of people fell to their knees in the darkness. This is the miracle doctor, the art of the living dead.
"Don't fight, just carry over those who still have their last breath..."
A1 and others maintained order and followed the golden needle in Liu Qi's hand flying up and down, using the secret technique of "nine needles in a row".
As long as they were still alive, everyone was revived. This kind of medical skills stunned everyone.
The kowtows never stopped, and words of gratitude were expressed one after another. This scene made Dian Wei Jiayi and others look proud on their faces.
"Wait a minute, that old man can still be saved."
Seeing an old man about to be carried away, Liu Qi suddenly pointed.
"My eldest son, do you think my father can still be saved?"
Two men in their thirties quickly carried the old man on the stretcher over.
There were no wounds on the old man's body, but his face was ashen and he was no longer breathing.
According to Liu Qi's observation, this was just a kind of suspended animation, which meant that the old man had a heart problem.
"Lie flat and raise your head..."
As the golden needles are inserted into Taiyin, Shaoyin, Shaoyang and other acupuncture points one by one.
Then Liu Qi crossed his hands and pressed it. In less than a stick of incense, he suddenly exhaled a breath of turbid air from the old man's mouth and slowly opened his eyes.
"Is this old man on his way to the underworld?"
"Dad, the eldest son saved you..."
In an instant, even the genius Guo Jia overturned his cognition. Thinking of Liu Qi's story about meeting an immortal in a dream, he believed it even more.
Even the dead can be brought back to life, so what if this is not a fairy magic?
For Liu Qi, this is not a problem. He is not a famous doctor in the country for nothing, not to mention that he also possesses the secret method of "nine needles in a row" golden acupuncture points.
"I would like to thank the eldest son for saving my life."
The old man calmed down for a while and stood up. When he was about to kowtow, he was stopped by Liu Qi.
At this time, people were kneeling on the ground. Because Dian Wei and others took action in time, not many people died, and all the seriously injured ones were rescued.
When they found out that this was Liu Qi, the eldest son of Jizhou Mufu, a member of the Han clan, the refugees were filled with admiration.
Seeing the stomachs of the refugees growling, Liu Qi asked A to set up a large pot, add a little tiger meat and rice to cook meat porridge.
This also makes sense. If you are hungry for too long and there is too much oil and water, you will easily get a stomachache and even starve you to death.
The older man naturally knew this truth, and after telling the people behind him, there were bursts of gratitude.
For a time, Liu Qi's reputation was so high that he was like a literary star sent from heaven to come down to earth.
"Where is the old man from?"
Liu Qi could tell from the old man's lively conversation that most of the refugees in this group were elderly.
"I would like to report to the eldest son, I am from Changshan. My surname is Zhao and my given name is Zhao An. There are three sons in the family. The eldest is Zhao Teng and the second is Zhao Rui. Because the family suffered bandits and floods, they were forced to leave their hometown..."
From the old man's introduction, it turns out that most of the people here are farmers in Changshan.
Liu Qi was pleasantly surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the people he inadvertently saved were actually people from Changshan.
Especially the old man's surname was Zhao. Although he didn't say the name of his third son, he could guess that he was Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong.
This is an incredible figure in the Three Kingdoms. He is a close disciple of Tong Yuan, the master of spear skills. He has learned the "Hundred Birds Chaotic Phoenix Spear" and the "Seven Snake Spears", which is said to be the first spear in the Three Kingdoms.
In fact, Liu Qi before time travel also admired Zhao Yun the most. Not only was he an amazing spearman, he was also loyal and courageous, and he was the bravest among the three armies.
After leaving the mountain, he first followed Gongsun Zan, and later took refuge with the big-eared thief Liu Bei.
A life can be said to be one of devoting oneself to one's work, not being greedy or corrupt, and not striving for fame or gain.
Therefore, he is also known as the God of Guns in the Three Kingdoms. However, I did not expect that some deviations occurred in history. It stands to reason that Zhao Zilong has come down to assist Gongsun Zan in defeating the Yellow Turban Army.
It was obvious that the old man's statement had not come down yet, and Liu Qi couldn't help but feel happy for a moment.
"I wonder where the old man wants to lead his people?"
Liu Qi asked calmly, and the old man in front of him let out a long sigh.
Originally, I wanted to settle in Ci County, but I didn't expect that the county magistrate was too greedy. He took the money but kicked out people like himself, and all his valuable belongings were plundered by the sergeants.
That’s why I became a refugee, and I didn’t have to worry about going anywhere.
Moreover, they were chased by bandits on Erlong Mountain. If it hadn't been for Liu Qi's timely rescue, I'm afraid all the men would have died, and the women would have become playthings, and the end would be unimaginable.
"That's right."
Liu Qi let out a long sigh, with a look of sympathy on his face.
"If the old man has no other place to go, why not follow me to Fancheng? At least I can give you a place to stay..."
As soon as Liu Qi said these words, Zhao An couldn't help but look overjoyed and knelt down fiercely.
This is the eldest son of Jizhou Mufu, a member of the Han clan, not to mention the life-saving grace for people like himself.
"I am willing to work with my tribe and neighbors to follow the eldest son to the death and never betray him."
Zhao An has reached the age where he knows his destiny, and the Zhao clan hugged his thick legs and knelt down without hesitation to show his loyalty.
"We are willing to follow the eldest son and never betray him."
Everyone in Changshan knelt down and swore an oath at the same time.