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Human life is destined, how can it be changed?
General Liu shook his head. Since he knew he was not a bad person, there was no need to stay any longer. Seeing such a miserable situation again brought back some memories and made him feel terrible.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at Li Dashao, slowly stretched out her hand, and finally stopped before breaking it off.
"My hand is broken," she said, seemingly in a trance.
It’s okay if it’s broken…
A voice suddenly appeared in my ears, a clear male voice that seemed to be smiling.
"It's okay if it's broken..." she couldn't help but say it.
Is it okay if it breaks?
General Liu stopped abruptly.
For these people in the peaceful and prosperous capital, for these people who have only seen beheadings and murders in government execution grounds, it is not a big deal if they are still alive.
It's just that one hand is missing, but life is still fine.
What's the big deal.
If they could step into the wounded barracks, they would know what despair is and what life is worse than death.
Just one arm missing, just one leg missing, just one eye blind...
Life is still there, but fate has suddenly changed dramatically. One moment it is daytime, and the next moment it is night, a night without daylight.
He had never read a book and didn't know a few words, but there was one thing he studied stroke by stroke for a long time and kept it firmly in his mind.
waste.
The person who taught him this word said that it means that no one lives in the house.
Without people living in it, a house loses its meaning and ceases to be a house.
When a person becomes a useless person, he is no longer a human being.
General Liu clenched his fists and resisted the urge to look back.
Men don't care about women, and they don't care about women who can cry even when they see a bug.
"If it's broken, can it still be reconnected?" he shouted with a groan.
Can it be reconnected if it's broken?
There was a voice in Cheng Jiaoniang's ears, but it was not the roar of a man in the courtyard, but a female voice, a delicate and sweet female voice, which seemed familiar yet strange.
"Yes, put it back together. Look, I just put the little rabbit's legs back together..."
"oops!"
"What are you afraid of? Look carefully. You can touch it...Also, ears, ears can be broken and reattached...I'll try to show you...do you want to learn? It's fun...but not easy to learn..."
"Hmph, is there anything I can't learn?"
"Okay, now that you've learned it, you won't be afraid of me being torn apart by five horses in the future..."
Cheng Jiaoniang stretched out her hand to hold her chest, tears falling from her eyes.
Why are you crying? Why are you crying?
"younger sister."
Xu Maoxiu knelt down beside her.
"Don't be sad, don't be sad..." he said urgently.
"I'm not sad, I'm not sad, I, my heart hurts..." Cheng Jiaoniang said, tears streaming down her face, but a smile appeared on her lips, "My heart hurts, I, I feel sad..."
This little girl was also frightened.
General Liu shook his head and took a step forward.
Cheng Jiaoniang caressed her chest. In just a short moment, the heart palpitations disappeared and the sound disappeared. Her mind went blank again, but the painful feeling that penetrated her flesh and bones was still there.
She took a deep breath.
It's still there, as long as it's still there, I'll always remember it.
"You carry the person in now, and then go buy medicine and needles and thread. I want to reattach his hand," she said.
Here we go again! Who will care about the nonsense!
General Liu had already reached the door without looking back, but a male voice came from behind him.
"Okay, listen to my sister, let's help each other and buy medicine!"
Seriously?
General Liu looked back.
"Take your hand back?"
On the other side of the room, the maidservant and Banqin who were settling A Song's wife also stared wide-eyed.
"Yes, yes, the lady said, the husbands have already gone out to buy medicine, and they also need to find pine needles and many other strange things." Brother Jin said, turning around hurriedly, "There are many people at home, I will go and do some work first.
Already."
The maid and Banqin looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
A lady can come back to life, so it’s not unusual for a severed hand to regenerate...
But, that is a broken hand...
"Here he is, he's here."
Mrs. Asong's murmur came from the couch. She stretched out her hands and scratched randomly. She seemed to be unable to catch anything, and her expression became restless.
The maid hurriedly stepped forward and thrust a pillow into her hand.
Sister-in-law A Song murmured a few words and fell into a trance.
The maid and Banqin looked at each other with tears in their eyes.
"Look, A Song's feet." Banqin whispered.
The maid looked at it and couldn't help covering her mouth.
I didn't notice it before, but now my shoe feet are exposed from my skirt when I lie down. The shoes have long been gone. One foot is wearing a sock and is stained with mud. The other foot is without a sock and is stained with blood.
"She has been following me all this time." Banqin murmured, tears starting to fall again.
It takes more than half an hour to drive from Taipingju to Beijing, not to mention walking in the dark...
Here it is, here it is...
Mrs. Asong's murmur came to everyone's ears again, and they seemed to see this woman holding her husband's severed hand tightly, walking unconsciously in the dark night.
Li Dashao became a useless person, A Song's wife went crazy, and the family was ruined.
"Bodhisattva bless you." Banqin couldn't help but clasped her hands and murmured.
Bodhisattva is very kind and compassionate.
"No, no." The maid whispered.
What's wrong? Banqin looked at her.
"Master Daozu, bless you." The maid clasped her hands and murmured.
There are rumors that the lady met the Taoist ancestor Li Zhenren when she was abandoned in a Taoist temple. Not only did she recover from her stupidity, but she also acquired the magic technique to bring the dead back to life. Therefore, she must be a Taoist.
Of course, we have to worship Taoist ancestors instead of Bodhisattva.
Banqin was stunned and wanted to laugh, but this was really not the time to laugh, so she sighed sadly.
"You guard her, I'll go outside to help." She whispered.
The maid nodded and looked outside.
"Why are there still so many people?" she said.
Banqin walked out, the night was still dark, and the yard was brightly lit.
"Come with me and take a rest." Brother Jin led Li Dashao's fellow villagers toward the backyard.
They walked away, but there were not many people in the yard.
More than a dozen soldiers in armor stood there, their shadows under the lamp filling the entire courtyard.
General Liu stood in the yard, staring at the closed door.
Take your hand back? Take your hand back?
Nonsense, nonsense.
impossible!
impossible!
How can something that has been severed be regenerated?
"I once heard that the miracle doctor Bian Que can restore life and death, flesh and bones. Could it be that this little lady also has such magical skills?"
"Hey, didn't the previous paragraph say that there was a miracle doctor who could bring the dead back to life?"
There were soldiers whispering behind him, and General Liu was alert.
"What's your last name?" he asked suddenly.
Banqin, who was passing by, stopped.
"Our family name is Cheng." she said.
"That's not true. That miracle doctor belongs to the Zhou family and belongs to the Delang Zhou family." The soldiers whispered.
General Liu watched the girl take a few steps away. After hearing this, he looked back at them and seemed to smile.
Why are you laughing?
That kind of ridiculous talk about miracle doctors?
The sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the door, and Xu Maoxiu rushed in with four or five fellow villagers carrying large bundles.
"The medicine is here, it's here," they shouted.
General Liu couldn't help but step forward to see what kind of medicine they bought, but these people quickly rushed into the house, and the door was closed again. Only the figures inside could be seen sitting or standing, seemingly busy.
What, the door was opened again not long after.
Two villagers came out carrying copper basins of blood.
"When we boil the water again, the lady said we need to wash the big spoon clean," they said.
Banqin hurriedly led them towards the kitchen.
General Liu looked inside the door and saw two villagers busy, while the woman beside her was leaning on a paper table and seemed to be concentrating with her eyes closed.
"...What...how do you do this?" A fellow villager asked in a low voice with his hands covered with blood and a panicked expression. He couldn't help but look at Cheng Jiaoniang.
The baggage filled with various medicines was thrown aside. The woman didn't even look at it. Her posture remained unchanged from when they entered, and she only said one sentence from beginning to end.
"You are back, please clean up quickly." She said numbly.
So, she has been sitting there doing nothing for such a long time?
The villager looked down at the unconscious Li Dashao on the door panel, covered in blood and vomit stains. Even he, a man doing rough and dirty work, felt unable to do it, let alone this clean and beautiful little girl...
"It doesn't matter how you do it. Just wash it and change clothes and expose your right arm."
A woman's voice came.
The villagers were busy responding and did not dare to say more.
Is this a doctor? General Liu looked shocked.
When Dongfang turned white, the maid standing by the window turned around when she heard the noise and saw Sister-in-law A Song opening her eyes, looking a little confused.
"It's a dream..." she murmured, her face bursting with joy.
At this moment, the maid wished that she could not see her.
The happiest thing in the world is to realize when you are heartbroken that it was just a dream, and the saddest thing in the world is to wake up from a dream and realize that everything really happened.
Sure enough, A Song's wife noticed that someone in the room turned to look at her, and the joy that had not dissipated on her face suddenly shattered.
"Ah, ah." She made several hoarse sounds in her throat, her eyes began to turn white, and her whole body began to tremble.
The maid rushed over.
"Sister-in-law A Song, don't be afraid, my wife has already treated Brother Li's injury again!" she shouted in a loud voice.
Mrs. Asong stretched out her hands and scratched randomly.
"Where's the hand? Where's the hand?" She shouted repeatedly, struggling hard, as if she couldn't hear the maid's words at all, "I got it, I'm holding it, where's the hand? Where's the hand?"
Her body was shaking so much that she couldn't stand up, so she crawled around on the ground. She was sweating profusely on her forehead and her face turned pale.
"Sister-in-law A Song, I have given Brother Li's hand to take back." The maid held her tightly, shook her and shouted, "Quickly wake up!"
Take it back with your hand?
Sister-in-law A Song stopped and looked at the maid blankly.
"Can the hand be reattached?" She finally said a complete sentence.
"Yes." The maid nodded without hesitation.
Sister-in-law A Song looked at her trembling body and her expression was frightened. This was the answer she wanted, but it was also an answer she couldn't believe.
"Yes, I can certainly do it." The maid nodded heavily again and said.
Yes, it must be possible, my lady never tells lies.
She grabbed A Song's wife and pointed to the door.
"Look, look, my wife has already begun to treat the injury!" she said.
Sister-in-law A Song tried to stand up tremblingly, but her legs and feet were stinging hard and she knelt down again, so she simply crawled out.
I'll go and see, I'll go and see... (To be continued)
