Zhuang Youjie looked at the turn of the path and hesitated whether to continue walking forward or to wake up Liang Yuanque first.
When he hesitated, he felt that his shoulders seemed to be wet with some liquid.
It was hot in summer and the clothes he wore were thin, so the material on his shoulders was soaked with liquid and stuck to his skin.
Just like the fabric on his back, it was wet with cold sweat and stuck to his skin.
Zhuang Youjie's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He called Liang Yuanque in a low voice. His tone had never been so anxious.
"Aque, I beg you, wake up quickly. Can we continue after we find someone?"
Liang Yuanque still didn't respond. Now Zhuang Youjie was really scared.
Didn't he strike too hard and hammer himself to death?
He put his hand under Liang Yuanque's nose to test his breathing. Fortunately, although it was very weak, Liang Yuanque was still breathing, but very slowly.
Zhuang Youjie reached out and touched the sticky liquid on Liang Yuanque's face. This touch suddenly made Zhuang Youjie think of something.
He took his hand back and looked at it under the not-so-bright moonlight. The liquid on his hand was very dark in color and it was indeed blood.
The unconscious Liang Yuanque's mouth was overflowing with blood uncontrollably.
This is a bad thing. Zhuang Youjie doesn't know what happened to him, but he knows that this time he has to change from pretending to ask for help to actually asking for help.
He gritted his teeth, felt relieved, and walked towards the corner.
After turning this corner, I really found that the front was not so dark, and there was a faint yellow light coming through.
If there is a light in front, does that mean someone is there?
If you put it this way, maybe the road he just walked is just an entrance to the village, and the front is the real residence of the Shuizhai people.
In this situation, the light will give people strength, and he was worried about Liang Yuanque's condition, so he took a big step and hurried towards the light.
If Liang Yuanque hadn't been dragged along, he would probably have broken into a trot.
As he walked, Zhuang Youjie shouted, "Help, please come and save me!"
This time, his shout finally alerted someone, and he saw someone trotting towards him from the light.
When someone walked in, he saw that they were a man and a woman, who looked younger than him and were wearing very ethnic costumes.
The girl asked first, speaking in accented Chinese and stumbling, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
Zhuang Youjie pushed Liang Yuanque forward, who was leaning in his arms, as if to show off, "Please help me, my cousin is sick."
Through the moonlight and the lights behind her, the girl saw Liang Yuanque's condition. At this time, his face was as pale as a ghost, and blood was constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth.
The boy on the other side also spoke, and his Chinese was much better than the girl's. "His condition is very serious, Ashiya, take them to your father's place."
Seeing that Zhuang Youjie was out of breath, the boy kindly came over to help support Liang Yuanque, "Come on, let me carry him on my back."
Zhuang Youjie was afraid of being caught. Although he felt that the current Liang Yuanque was not acting, he still cautiously said to the boy, "I'm sorry, I'll do it."
The boy didn't make any further suggestions, and just followed the girl named Ashiya to lead them deep into the village.
On the way, Zhuang Youjie discovered that the wooden buildings deep in the village were of the same style as the wooden buildings he had just seen. They were also made of huge square logs, but many of the wooden buildings here were taller than the ones outside. Some even built three or four floors.
Ah Shiya and the others took Zhuang Youjie and Liang Yuanque to the end of the path. It was a circular square, not very large, and the surrounding wooden buildings were built around the square.
Moreover, the lights in the depths of the village are very bright, which is completely different from the outside. There are lights in the windows of every house, and there is also a huge street light in the center of the square.
But the street lamps do not use electricity. There are about a dozen transparent glass jars on the lamp holders, which contain kerosene and wicks.
This large kerosene street lamp illuminated the small square almost as bright as day.
Not every family can afford a lamp, let alone light it. Many poor families don't even have kerosene lamps, so even if they have a candle, they have to use it sparingly.
The lights in the water village are so bright, which shows that the people of the water village cannot be said to be rich, but at least they are not that difficult.
Ashiya took them to a wooden building at the edge of the square, gently opened the door, and spoke a language that Zhuang Youjie couldn't understand.
This wooden building should be a medicine shop, because Zhuang Youjie smelled a strong smell of herbs as soon as he entered.
The wooden building is a square room with mostly wooden furniture and a long wooden table placed against the wall.
Sitting in front of the wooden table was a middle-aged man wearing the same ethnic costume as A Shiya. He turned his head after hearing A Shiya's words. What surprised Zhuang Youjie was that this man actually had eyes on his face.
It's still a bit surprising that such modern items appear in such a retro environment.
The man saw Liang Yuanque's terrifying appearance and quickly got up to check. Then he asked Zhuang Youjie to help him lie down on the wooden bed aside, speaking in Chinese.
The man leaned down, checked Liang Yuanque's mouth and nose, wiped away the vomited blood with a cloth, and then began to take his pulse.
Ashiya stood next to Zhuang Youjie who was stunned, touched his hand quietly, and whispered to him, "Don't worry, my father is the best doctor in the village, he will definitely be able to cure your brother's disease. "
Zhuang Youjie's heart was pounding nervously. He was not only afraid that Liang Yuanque's doctor father would find out that Liang Yuanque was fine, but also afraid that something might happen to Liang Yuanque.
If something happened to Liang Yuanque, would this case still be investigated? If it was not bad, how could Zhuang Youjie take the half-dead Liang Yuanque back home?
Ashiya was very confident in her father's medical skills and watched with anticipation as her father checked Liang Yuanque's pulse.
Unexpectedly, Ah Shiya's father checked his pulse, stood up and shook his head at Zhuang Youjie, "I can't cure his disease."
Zhuang Youjie's heart skipped a beat, it was over, it was really over, Liang Yuanque had beaten him to pieces.
But then I thought again, Liang Yuanque said that he himself was suffering from a disease. Could it be that what Asiya's father diagnosed was his old disease?
It really shouldn't be curable. Liang Yuanque has made so much money, and the high-end modern Western hospitals have a lot of ins and outs. If it could be cured, no one would keep dragging it.
Seeing that Zhuang Youjie didn't say anything, Ah Shiya's father continued, "Why did you go to the village to treat your illness?"
Zhuang Youjie thought of the plan he had discussed with Liang Yuanque, and said, "I, when we were passing by, my brother suddenly became ill. I had no choice but to ask you for help nearby."
Dad Ashiya stared closely into Zhuang Youjie's eyes, as if he wanted to see right through him.
"But you are not from Luo Chuanshui Town. What on earth are you here for?"
Zhuang Youjie was so nervous that he could barely breathe. He thought to himself, it's over. If he ran now, would he have time to get out of the dividing line before he was beaten to death?
