The playboy county magistrate

County Magistrate Cao gritted his teeth.

He wanted to retort, "Lord Li is an official, not a doctor, how could he possibly treat patients!"

But looking at the poor child whose face was as white as paper and whose legs were still bleeding, he couldn't say a word.

The short constable nodded in agreement, "In the short half-day that our Lord Li has been here, he has given us so many surprises! If we hadn't tried Lord Li, the child would certainly not have fared well. But what if there's a way? What if he can really save the child?"

Upon hearing this, the woman who had been crying while clinging to Magistrate Cao's leg stopped clinging to him.

She knew very well that there were only two paths before her now.

One is watching helplessly as the dog loses its life, slowly turning into a cold, lifeless corpse.

The other option is to see if Gouwa can survive, and even if the chances are slim, she will try her best.

Without much thought, Magistrate Cao gritted his teeth.

"We'll try anything, even if it's a long shot. You two, give me a hand and remove everything that's pressing down on the child!"

As Magistrate Cao instructed the two constables to get to work, he also made a serious and earnest eye contact with the woman, speaking in the same serious tone.

"Have you thought this through? We adults might not be able to treat him. What if the child doesn't survive..."

The woman nodded repeatedly, tears streaming down her face.

"I understand that if Lord Li really has no way to solve the problem, it is not his fault. I will not make a fuss, nor will I hold a grudge against Lord Li."

County Magistrate Cao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the constables had cleared away all the obstacles, Magistrate Cao bent down, picked up the child who was as light as a piece of paper, and ran wildly toward the threshing ground.

Li Xuanzhi had just finished his work and was watching the village head direct the people to move into the granary when he heard a slightly familiar voice calling his name amidst the downpour.

Look in the direction of the sound.

Ok?

What is Magistrate Cao carrying over?

Only when the person was right in front of them did they lift the cloth to reveal the child underneath.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Li Xuanzhi would have thought that Magistrate Cao was carrying a lifeless child to show him.

Li Xuanzhi glanced at the child's still bleeding leg, and what else didn't he understand?

Li Xuanzhi couldn't help but sigh again. There were still more than a thousand people in Fuyu County, so how come there wasn't even a barefoot doctor?

Fortunately, having traveled from the modern era, I still possess some basic common sense.

In this situation, four common scenarios may occur: open hemorrhage, comminuted fracture, vascular and nerve compression injury, and compression syndrome.

The most urgent tasks now are to save lives, prevent massive bleeding, prevent fractures and dislocations, and prevent secondary injuries.

Without medicines and medical equipment, the only thing we can do now is a rudimentary method—

Li Xuanzhi didn't care about anything else. He directly pulled out the dagger he carried for self-defense, cut a large piece of fabric from his pure cotton undergarment, and then cut another part into several strips.

Then they folded the cloth into a thick pad and pressed it tightly against the child's bleeding wound.

"Magistrate Cao, hold on for a quarter of an hour, don't let go."

County Magistrate Cao was also in a sorry state, his forehead damp with rain, sweat, or both. He had no time to wipe it away, letting the sweat and rainwater mix and get into his eyes, only blinking hard to try and alleviate the slight stinging and discomfort.

Li Xuanzhi didn't waste any time. He took a strip of cloth and bandaged the wound on his thigh, binding it tightly.

They were worried about compressing the nerves in the lower leg, and also worried about breaking the child's leg bone by using too much force, so they were extremely careful.

It took almost half an hour of effort to stop the bleeding.

"Find some clean water, preferably boiled and cooled, bring some over to rinse the child's wound, add a little salt to the water, and feed it to the child."

While giving instructions, Li Xuanzhi found a thin wooden board and used strips of cloth to immobilize the injured child's leg.

As the child's complexion gradually regained some color, the child's mother covered her mouth and wept silently, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times to Li Xuanzhi.

"Thank you so much, sir! Thank you so much for saving my life!"

Li Xuanzhi was still the soul that had transmigrated from another world at heart. He couldn't bear to see a stranger kneeling and kowtowing to him with tears of gratitude, so he hurriedly reached out to pull the person up from the ground.

He had just stretched out his hand when he suddenly pulled it back, because Li Xuanzhi suddenly remembered the customs of the Great Qian Dynasty and the strict separation of men and women.

To have physical contact with a woman in full view of everyone would not only damage one's reputation, but also make that woman a target of gossip and unable to live a normal life.

Furthermore, when Li Xuanzhi was rescuing the child, there were crickets chirping softly in the crowd, which he heard thanks to his excellent hearing.

The woman was a widow, raising two children alone; her youngest, a posthumous child, was born just last month.

If any rumors were to spread between him and this widow, and the people in the capital who had guided him to buy an official position found out, they might cause some trouble and make it even more difficult for him to get promoted within three years.

If he were forced to marry this widow, he would become a stepfather to two sons at a young age, which would really be a disaster.

"Magistrate Cao, I'm leaving this to you. I'll go out and take a look."

Before we knew it, the downpour turned into a drizzle, and the sky darkened.

It would be unsafe to rush back to the yamen late at night, but since I've already come all this way, it's really inappropriate to just stay in the granary here at the threshing ground.

"Sir! Although the rain has subsided, the roads are muddy and difficult to walk on. It's getting dark, and the road will be even harder to traverse. Why don't we go to the village again tomorrow morning?"

Li Xuanzhi waved his hand, "I have to go and see them to put my mind at ease. After all, they are the people of my Fuyu County. As the official in charge of Fuyu County, I have to see them safe and sound in person before I can be completely at ease."

The people who were temporarily settled at the threshing ground and witnessed the entire process of Li Xuanzhi saving people felt warm inside.

"He's truly an upright and just official! Our Fuyu County is saved; things will definitely get better and better!"

"Once our lives improve, we must erect a longevity tablet for Lord Li, build a temple for him, and sculpt a golden statue!"

"Yes! If we can't do it, we'll let our children do it. If our children can't do it, we'll let our grandchildren do it! If our grandchildren can't do it, there are always our great-grandchildren..."

Li Xuanzhi's lips twitched violently.

What a wonderful lineage of descendants, endless indeed!

Is this how you use a child?

Li Xuanzhi felt helpless and amused, but also warmed his heart. He walked outside without looking back.

He had no choice; he was afraid that if he laughed out loud, it would affect his dignity and aura as a county magistrate.

Li Xuanzhi never expected that he would face such a situation so soon after emerging from this ordeal—a situation he had just experienced and that left a deep impression on him.