One of the herdsmen on the left quietly tugged at the hem of the man's short coat and whispered: "Boss, my brother is really going to die. Let's save people first, okay?"
Among the herdsmen on the right, there are also people who are mourning.
This stumped both the leading men.
Let me save you? After a while, Sima arrived with officers and soldiers;
You won’t let me save you, right? They are all people from their own villages...
At this time, I heard Dr. Mang say again: "I testify that you are not a mob. It's just a small dispute between the neighbors.
But if someone dies, it will be different. You will definitely be in bad luck. In this case, let me save the doctor first, and you both can take a rest first.
Li Sima is not free yet, so you all need to calm down for a while, just for a while. No matter what you do next, you must have the strength and manpower, right?
Are you all thirsty? Are you hungry? Come on, come on, I've brought a lot of biscuits here, let's share them.
That big guy on the left, take your people to find some water to wash the wound;
That strong man on the right, take your men and carry the wounded together. Get in a row.
Xu Lang, take your people and bring over all the sheep that were killed by wolves, wash them clean, and put them on the fire to roast them.
Just treat it as if I have bought it all, buy a few more, and then I will calculate the money with the herders later. Now everyone needs to eat and patients need to take supplements.
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! What else are you thinking about? Human lives matter! "
As soon as he spoke, everyone started to move without even realizing it. Finally, I was urged to speed up. There is only one sentence left in my mind: human life is important, and there is mutton to eat.
While busy, everyone saw Doctor Mang's miraculous medical skills.
"Is the doctor a manifestation of Lord Buddha? If three long needles are inserted, the person who is about to die will not vomit blood."
"Really? That's right? Did we get into trouble? Did the Lord Buddha get angry? How about a spirit appearing to save people?"
"Shh... stop talking and help us quickly, otherwise Lord Buddha will not bless us and we will all be in trouble."
The herdsmen over there discussed the same meaning, except that the Buddha in their mouths became Allah.
But over and over again, I feel that they were too impulsive and angered their own gods.
When the gods come down to save people, it is actually a warning to them.
If they continue to disobey, the gods will punish them all.
As the wounded fell asleep peacefully one by one, visible to the naked eye, the comments became more and more loud.
Di Ying, who had to clean her hands after rescuing people, couldn't stand listening anymore.
He shook the water droplets on his hands and said loudly: "Stop talking nonsense, I am just an ordinary person. I just know a little medical skills.
Aren't you all hungry? Do you still have the energy to talk nonsense? Come here all those who are in a hurry, no matter whether you are on the left or the right, come together and eat the roast mutton, it is delicious. "
Everyone: "..."
Everyone lowered their heads, carefully looked at the expressions of the "gods", and sat down around the fire obediently.
The reason for this is because they believe in their hearts that the "god" is being modest and concealing an identity that cannot be disclosed to the world.
There were three large fires and three parties of people sitting together.
Seeing them like this, Di Ying refused to explain even though he knew it didn't make sense.
I was going to sit by the fire too.
There was obviously a wide space for him.
After taking two steps there, the man on the left and the strong man on the right came over involuntarily. After each performed their own etiquette, they asked cautiously: "We all have good wine with us, you..."
"Did you bring wine?"
Di Ying took over the conversation with a smile, waved her hand and said: "Bring them all and drink!"
Thus, the way that best makes the herdsmen happy begins.
The big wineskins were passed around in our hands, chunks of meat were fed into our mouths, some men sang songs, and some strong men danced.
Close to each other regardless of each other. You pulled me to share the meat, and I pulled you to drink; you put your arm on my shoulders, and I held your head.
Drunk and hazy, we started chatting.
"Actually, I don't want to fight with you. Last time my cow fell into a ditch, your people helped to lift it out."
"I don't want to fight either. Once my flock was blown away by the strong wind, but you guys sent them all back, not a single one was missing."
"Then why do you think we are fighting?"
"You ask me? Who should I ask? They are all neighbors, why are they always fighting?"
"Huh? Are we like brothers? My brothers and I fight all the time."
"Hey, my brother and I are like this too. We are all good at fighting. Why do we get better the more we fight emotionally? But the more we fight, the more we fight... This time, someone almost died. I'm scared just thinking about it."
"Oh, I'm afraid too. Among the people who almost died was my brother. If the miracle doctor hadn't saved him, I would have hated you all."
"Ah? Me too. I'm still thinking: If my brother dies, I will kill you one by one."
"Yes, everyone thinks the same thing. But why do you think it's so? Why can't we be like brothers and become more intimate with each other the more we fight?"
"Because I've... beaten people to death before. Between brothers, nothing goes too far. But we... well, how can we be so careless in our attacks?"
"I'm just worried...but what do you think we should do in the future? If we drink the wine and eat the meat together, we'll become brothers. We can't let go of the past...what should we do?"
"Yes, my uncle was beaten to death by your uncle."
"Okay, let's ask the miracle doctor what to do? Otherwise, if we fight again in the future, everyone will suffer no good consequences."
So, everyone turned their attention to the "fat doctor who was the incarnation of a god".
Di Ying watched them singing and dancing with a smile, and listened to their talk.
Di Ying smiled when he heard the wind direction changed.
Smiling a little pitifully, he met their gaze.
He opened his mouth and asked: "How many deaths have each of you had?"
When everyone heard this, they all bowed their heads and remained silent.
But the "miracle doctor" didn't dare not reply when he asked questions.
The man on the left whispered back: "This used to be the territory of the Rong people. Later, the Rong people were almost extinct. We moved here at about the same time as the man on the right.
They were also good neighbors and helped each other, but later, they had a falling out for some reason.
It's been so long that no one remembers how many people died on both sides. But... it should be about the same. "
The strong man on the right nodded fiercely.
Di Ying asked again: "You are all the patriarchs who make the decision now? Are you? Are you? Still not here?"
"I am, and so is he. Our previous clan leaders were all beaten to death." The strong man on the right replied hurriedly.
Di Ying: "..."
He wiped his face, then smiled kindly and said: "You can continue to beat them. Once they are all beaten to death, it doesn't matter whether it is your family's pasture or mine. It belongs to other people's family. Including the sheep, wife and children. , the children are all other people’s.”
