Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

This was an era where parents were revered, and there was not a single shred of human rights. If she was a girl, it would have been fine. However, if she acted like a spoiled child, there might be a way out.

But it just so happened that she was only a Shu, and also an undesirable Shu. She had no choice in the matter of marriage.

Liu Wei hated this kind of passivity. Furthermore, she was not a real "Liu Wei" after all, so he was even more unwilling to place his life on these "strangers".

Liu Xiaoli hid herself in her mother's embrace because the horse carriage was too quiet and he had just eaten her fill.

Rong Ling accompanied Liu Wei for a good while. Seeing that she had not spoken a single word since the beginning to the end, she became silent for a moment before speaking: "That is Liu Yi, the third son of Prime Minister Liu Cheng, a renowned rich merchant."

Liu Wei raised his eyes and looked at him: "You know him?"

"I don't know him." Rong Ling said: "I have heard of it, the Liu Family's third son is a role model for the aristocrats in the capital."

Liu Wei pursed her lips, returning to silence.

The atmosphere in the carriage was weird, after a while, Rong Ling determined that Liu Wei was really planning to hide it from the end, and was slightly annoyed as she planned to leave.

It was at this moment that a cry sounded from outside, "Wang Hu, Wang Hu …"

Rong Ling lifted the curtain and saw that at the side of the broken temple, there was a pale white man with black lips. His entire body was shivering and he was spitting white foam, as if he would die in the next moment.

There were suddenly many people surrounding that person, and even Liu Yi went up to take a look. But no matter how they called out, or how they called out to him, that man called Wang Hu still kept twitching, the vomit in his mouth turned from white foam to yellow stench, and his eyelids slowly rolled back.

Rong Ling frowned, was this disease poisoned?

Liu Wei looked through the gap in the curtain that Rong Ling had opened, and when he looked outside, she moved slightly, causing Xiaoli who was in his embrace to wake up.

Liu Wei looked at it for a while and saw the reason. She rubbed her eyes and also looked over.

"It's epilepsy." Xiaoli's soft voice, mixed with his nasal tone, hummed as he spoke.

It was the Goat's Horn Wind. Rong Ling understood and put down the curtain.

However, Liu Xiaoli pulled open a corner of the curtain with interest and curiously looked outside. After looking for a while, he started to worry, "Aiya! These people will not cure him, he's going to die! "

An ordinary person would have their ways of knowing how to give first aid, but these people obviously did not. Liu Xiaoli was originally just watching a show, but seeing that someone was about to die, he did not even sleep. With a grunt, he jumped off the carriage.

"Xiaoli." Rong Ling called out, but the little fellow had already run far away.

He frowned and turned to find that Liu Wei was sitting there calmly, not moving an inch.

"You're not worried?" She dared to let Xiaoli continue running just like that? Aren't you afraid that Liu Yi would see?

Liu Wei answered with an "En" as if nothing had happened, completely unconcerned.

Compared to her, Xiaoli was more like his father, the man who sat in front of her.

Moreover, saving a person's life was better than building a seven-level pagoda. Xiaoli had been taught by her since childhood, and his medical skills were much better than hers back then. A mere epilepsy like this was not enough to trouble his son.

However, Rong Ling was afraid that the man who got sick would injure Xiaoli, so he waved the curtain and followed closely behind.

Inside the dilapidated temple, it was raining heavily outside, and the rain was still pouring down.

Liu Xiaoli jumped down from the car, and went into the crowd at the corner, and shouted: "All of you, quickly disperse, if you keep this up, you will suffocate him to death."

That soft and tender voice entered everyone's ears, causing them to tremble.

The surrounding dozen or so people looked at the little boy who had suddenly appeared behind them. Someone was the first to say in displeasure, "Where did this child come from? Hurry up and leave!"

As he said that, he extended his hand out to push Liu Xiaoli away.

However, before his hand could touch the corner of the little fellow's clothes, a pair of cold and hard hands suddenly intercepted the person's wrist.

The man lifted his head and met a pair of dark and solemn eyes. The man trembled and tried to pull his hand back, but he found that he could not move.

"What are you doing?" the man shouted angrily.

Rong Ling shook off this person's hands, picked Liu Xiaoli up, and whispered into the little guy's ear. "A person who doesn't know what's good for themselves, don't worry about it."

"But …" Liu Xiaoli pulled on Uncle Rong's sleeves. Because she was sitting in the elder's embrace, he stood far away and looked down to see the man who was about to die. Her face was bitter as she said, "Uncle Rong …"

The child's heart was soft-hearted after all, so when Rong Ling saw that he really wanted to save her, he could only carry him and walk inside.

The dozen or so people immediately got up to block them. They were all in the same broken temple to avoid the rain, but they were strangers after all. The goods in their seven chests were right behind them.

Rong Ling squinted her eyes, turning her gaze to Liu Yi who was at the back of the crowd.

At this time, Liu Yi was also silently sizing up Rong Ling. When the two of them looked at each other, Liu Yi seemed to have come to a sudden realization.

Rong Ling did not make a sound, he knew that Liu Yi had recognized him.

Sure enough, Liu Yi hurriedly withdrew his guards and quickly walked over. "general, long time no see."

He cupped his hands and lowered his posture.

Rong Ling was too lazy to waste words with him, she walked past him, placed Liu Xiaoli beside the man called Wang Hu, and rubbed his little head.

Liu Xiaoli squatted on the ground and rolled Wang Hu's eyelids. After confirming that he was still breathing, she quickly said to the side, "All of you spread out, whoever takes off one of your clothes will give it to me."

Everyone looked at Liu Yi, who was staring at Rong Ling's cold and arrogant back. Her gaze was complicated, and after a while, she nodded.

The man closest to Xiaoli immediately took off his clothes and passed it to him.

Xiaoli took off the clothes and tied up the sleeves one by one. He stuffed them into the mouth of Wang Hu, opened his clothes, and said to the others, "He has the Yang Jiao [1] [2] [2] wind, if this kind of illness is not handled properly, it will kill him. I will recount it once now, and you all will remember it." After saying that, she paused for a moment before continuing, "Firstly, you all can't gather together. It is difficult for him to breathe right now. If you all stick together, it will only hasten his death."

The surrounding people were stunned. Hearing the word 'death', very few people were not scared. The dozen of people looked at each other, and in the end, those few people who were leaning in the back took two steps back.

Liu Xiaoli continued, "Second, for the person that Yang Jiao Feng offended, if you find out, you must immediately stuff something in his mouth, and place it between his teeth to prevent him from biting his tongue."

As he spoke, he demonstrated himself.

"Third, release his collar immediately, so that he can breathe more."

"Fourth, turn his face to the side, so that his vomit can flow out. If these things were to flow down his throat, it would be suffocating at any time."

"Fifth, lift his jaw to prevent his neck from caving in and compressing his airway."

"Sixth, if he is unconscious, the person holding him down will be able to give him first aid by putting his lips under his nose. Do you all understand? "

A small soft voice that did not sound intimidating at all made everyone around her stare in shock.

It was unknown who it was. He mumbled softly, "I understand, I understand …"

The others immediately looked at that person.

You were taught a lesson by a kid who wasn't even up to your knees, and you still agreed? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

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