Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 419 Half Dead

"It's a person!" Xi Bei added loudly, "a half-dead person."

The owner of the house hurried out to check the situation, and naturally, someone who loved fun like Meng Changqing had to follow.

When she arrived under the tree, Xi Bei had already searched the man's body and only found a blunt knife, which was obviously only for self-defense.

Meng Changqing saw a pale and thin man, his body was dirty and his lips were cracked and bleeding. He guessed that he was probably dehydrated and hungry and fainted.

She wanted to ask the owner of this house for some water and rice, but before she could even open her mouth, the male owner of this house had already ordered his wife, "Go and get a bowl of porridge."

The woman ran home without saying a word and quickly brought a bowl of porridge in a broken bowl.

Meng Changqing had already taken the man's pulse at this time and knew that the reason for his fainting was not only hunger, but also because he was injured.

After taking a few mouthfuls of porridge, the man woke up with a start. Seeing that the person who fed him was a friendly villager, he cupped his hands to express his gratitude.

"Who are you? Where are you from? Why did you faint here?" the owner asked him softly.

The man moved his mouth a few times, but only breath came out. The hostess said, "It seems that he doesn't have the strength to speak."

The male owner saw that he was in a bad condition after falling under the tree, so he asked the female owner to call the older people in the village. He asked Xi Bei to help and carried the man back.

Meng Changqing and others were very tactful and gave up the room originally reserved for them to rest.

The man apologized several times and promised to return the copper coins to Bafang.

Bafang said: "Saving people is the most important thing, don't talk about these things."

After a while, the hostess came back with several people, and the one walking in front was an elderly man.

The old man went into the room and looked at the man, and judged: "Although his clothes don't look presentable, he should not be a beggar. Look carefully at his clothes, which are a complete set and fit him well. They are not stolen. Most likely he has met with misfortune and has fallen into such a state.

You are a kind-hearted person. Now that you have got it back, let him rest for a night and see how things go tomorrow.

If he recovers, then you can tell him to do what he needs to do. If he doesn't recover, don't be too kind. Everyone has their own destiny. Send him back to where he came from."

The man listened and nodded continuously.

The old man added, "There are many new people in your family today, so tell your wife and the others to sleep at your aunt's place. Your two brothers and I will stay here with you."

"Hey! Thank you, uncle!"

Meng Changqing and others rested in the kitchen, and the host found some old door panels and bundles of hay for them in the village.

Meng Changqing didn't care about good or bad, as long as there was a place to make a nest, she could lie down and take a nap.

But after all, we were in unfamiliar territory and it was still midnight when we woke up.

It was Bafang's turn to keep watch at this time. Seeing Meng Changqing sitting up from the haystack, he whispered, "Are there any bugs in the grass?"

Meng Changqing shook his head, "You've slept enough. Go on sleeping. I'll watch you."

"I just woke up too." Bafang yawned, "Let's go to sleep when we get home tomorrow. I can't sleep well here." "Master." Bafang moved closer to Meng Changqing and whispered, "Isn't it a coincidence that right after we got here, that unknown person fainted on the side of the road. Who is he?"

Meng Changqing said truthfully: "I don't know either."

Just as he was talking here, there was a knock on the kitchen door, and the master's voice came from outside, "Is anyone awake?"

Bafang suddenly became alert and clenched his knife tightly.

Seeing that Bafang was ready, Meng Changqing spoke, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, I hope you're awake." The person outside the door said anxiously, "The man we found last night was terribly burned. I think you look like a doctor, could you please take a look at him?"

After just two sentences, Xi Bei and Chu Mufeng also woke up.

Meng Changqing opened the door and first stated, "I am not well-trained and can only check some simple problems."

"Well, it's good of you to help him. If you can't cure it, it's his fate."

Meng Changqing and others followed the male host into the room. The room was illuminated only by moonlight, so they could only see a silhouette, and could not see the expression of the person on the bed at all.

Meng Changqing put his hand on the man's wrist, and before he felt his pulse, he felt the scorching heat on his body.

If you continue to burn like this, you will probably die.

"Brother, if possible, please boil some hot water to wipe his body." Meng Changqing said.

The male host did not refuse, "I'll go right away."

After taking the pulse, Meng Changqing said to the oldest person in the room, "He has suffered from excessive physical damage, and his injuries have not been treated, which caused the high fever."

The old man asked, "Is there a cure?"

"It's not a serious illness, but I will definitely die if I don't take medicine," said Meng Changqing.

Although I couldn't see their faces clearly, I could tell from their figures that they were in a difficult situation.

One of the old man’s sons said, “People like us don’t even want to take medicine when we are sick, but this person…”

Although he didn't finish his words, his meaning was clear.

Meng Changqing said, "I happen to have a few pills on me. Although they are not completely suitable for his condition, they are of some use to him. Please pour him a bowl of water and I will give them to him."

Good deeds are ultimately limited by one’s ability.

It is obviously unrealistic to ask them to pay for medicine for strangers. But they are willing to give water, porridge and a place to sleep within their ability, which is a rare kindness.

Meng Changqing dissolved the pills he had with him in water and gave the man the medicine to drink. He then asked someone to use scalding hot water to wipe the man's back and soles of his feet.

After an hour, the fever subsided.