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Bu Yao felt baffled. On the one hand, he wondered how he could make such a judgment, but on the other hand, he felt that his judgment was correct. He was indeed angry, but why was he angry?

Wasn't everything fine just now?

She looked at Gao Boyi's face carefully. Well, it was as cold as ice, with no expression at all.

"Then what should we do now? Just leave people here like this?"

Someone in the crowd whispered.

"Hey, you old guys are finally here!"

Lao Wangtou suddenly raised his head and looked outside the crowd, walked a few steps quickly, pulled a few older people who had just arrived, and leaned over to see the unconscious Daxi on the stretcher.

Gao Boyi leaned over, reached out and grabbed one of Buyao's arms, pulled her up and retreated to the side.

Anyway, people can't die for the time being, and Bu Yao has no intention of staying by Da Xi's side. Gao Boyi pulled her away, but she didn't refuse. She just let her go and stood by his side obediently.

When Gu Yi saw it, he picked up the first aid kit on the ground and stepped aside.

They gave way, and Lao Wangtou and the others immediately came over.

These people mainly want to check on Daxi's situation.

After all, he was not a doctor, and he did not understand the process of a doctor's examination, so he carefully observed Daxi's face, and then reached out to feel Daxi's breath one by one, and some even touched Daxi's hand to feel the body temperature.

"Well, my breathing is good, not too weak, I think I'm hanging on for dear life."

Hanging for one's life, that is to say, unable to die for the time being.

"He was hanging his life. In fact, if I hadn't known about it in advance, I would have thought he was sleeping."

"Hey, tell me, is it possible that he is fine, or that he is just too tired and fell asleep?"

"It shouldn't be. Look at those silver needles on his head. How could you not wake up even if you were pricked by so many needles while you were asleep?"

An old man's eyes were as wide as bells and he asked in a loud voice.

When these words came out, the person who guessed that the person was asleep immediately shut up. That makes sense!

His expression became more solemn, and his eyes fell on Daxi's face.

"My face is very pale, pale and green, and it still looks dangerous."

Everyone's inspection steps were the same, as if there was a tacit understanding. After this was finished, the other immediately expressed his opinion.

"You are pale. But you have stepped into the gate of hell, how can your face get any better?"

"As long as the person hasn't been snatched away by the Lord of Hell, then it's okay, consider yourself lucky!"

The old man with eyes like copper bells spoke again.

Lao Wangtou immediately agreed, "That's the truth! His body is still hot, and the body is hot only when the yang energy is strong. Just like this, the King of Hell will definitely not be in a hurry to take him in!"

These words made everyone else nod like garlic.

Buyao's mouth twitched while listening to their conversation.

Gao Jing asked, "Gentlemen, how do you think this matter should be handled well?"

The "Master" here does not mean the way a slave in a wealthy family calls the male master, but a simple way for the younger generation to address their elders.

The few in front of me are all the senior ones in the village and are highly respected by everyone in the village.

Even though Tao Jing is the village chief, he does not have his say in what happens in the village.

At best, he is an arranged person.

Many decisive things are decided by the whole village together.

Of course, whenever decisions are made, those with seniority have a greater say.