Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 87 Saving People

   When Fei Qian woke up, there was a burning pain on his forehead, and when he reached out to touch it, it turned out to be blood from his hand. However, apart from feeling some pain, Fei Qian didn't feel much discomfort, and felt a little relieved in his heart, maybe it was just a scratch on the scalp.

  Fei Qian looked around and found Uncle Fu lying on the side, and hurriedly stepped forward to check. Fortunately, Uncle Fu just fell slightly and was not injured.

  Uncle Fu calmed down, and when he turned his head and saw Fei Qian's face covered in blood, he was shocked, and quickly reached out to grab Fei Qian: "Mr. Shaolang! Your head..."

   "Ah, it's okay, I just scratched the skin a little bit, so it should be fine." Fei Qian comforted.

When Fei Qian turned back to look at the carriage that caused the accident, he heard a piercing scream from inside the overturned carriage: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhh... woo woo woo..."

The driver of the carriage that caused the accident may have hit his head there. After he got up, his head was covered in blood, he staggered, and couldn't even stand firmly. He staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground again—

   Let’s save people first, let’s talk about responsibility later.

  Fei Qian walked up to the overturned carriage and asked inside the carriage, "How are the people inside? Do you want to help?"

   "... woo woo woo... Miss... Miss's... hand fell off..." A voice in the carriage said while crying, slurring his words.

   Fei Qian was taken aback, what? Hand dropped? This injury is serious—then quickly pulled the curtain of the carriage aside, stretched his head to look, and saw an eight or nine-year-old girl in the carriage, who looked like a maid, was holding a thirteen or fourteen-year-old maid. Crying with snot and tears all over my face, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sometimes I can't breathe and snot bubbles pop up at the tip of my small nose...

   Didn’t you say that your hand fell off?

   Fei Qian saw that both of them had four hands. Could it be that this comatose girl has a third hand?

  The eight or nine-year-old maidservant suddenly saw a **** head sticking out of the carriage. She was terrified at first, but now she just closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and screamed loudly...

   Fei Qian couldn't help covering his ears and took two steps back. The sonic attack was too terrifying...

   After screaming for a while, the little maid realized that nothing had happened, so she quietly half-opened one eye and stopped talking when she saw that the **** head had exited the carriage.

  Fiqian saw that the little maid's little tongue was no longer trembling, so he put down his hand covering his ears, and said angrily, "Didn't you say that your hand fell off? That hand fell off?"

"You...you...you just fell off! My little lady's hand...broken...broken..." The little maid puffed her cheeks and refuted Fei Qian loudly, but in the middle of speaking, she saw that her little lady was unconscious and her arms were crooked. , the tears started to fall again...

  —Is it broken...

  Fei Qian took a closer look, and found that one arm of the comatose little girl film was indeed in an unnatural twisted state, and he guessed in his heart that it should be caused by touching it there just now.

"Hey! If you cry again, it will delay your little mother's injury, and it will really be broken!" Fei Qian was a little annoyed by the crying of the little maid, and if he broke a bone, he had to find a doctor to fix it, otherwise there would be more blood in his arm. It is troublesome to treat.

  The little maid immediately stopped her tears when she heard the words, and looked at Fei Qian eagerly.

  Fei Qian just wanted to go in and hug that girl Liuzi out, but after a second thought, he stopped, and turned around to call Uncle Fu, who asked Fu to carry the unconscious girl Liuzi into his carriage.

  The little maid hurriedly followed behind and climbed into the carriage.

  The defense of men and women in the Han Dynasty was not as perverted as in the later dynasties, but it is better to take precautions. After all, I am a young man. Although the other party is not a young girl, but a half-grown girl, it is still inconvenient.

  Uncle Fu is different, it's not that Fei Qian is deliberately ordering people around, but that Uncle Fu's age is there after all, so that he won't attract criticism.

   At this time, the coachman who fell on the ground barely swayed over. Fei Qian grabbed him and asked, "Do you know where the medical center is? How do I get there?"

   "I know... I know, go straight ahead, turn left at the intersection... not far away!" Although the driver's station is not very stable, his mind is still clear.

   Fei Qian took a look at the carriage of his family. If he and the coachman were added to the two men, he would definitely not be able to sit in it. So he asked Uncle Fu to drive the carriage to the hospital first, and then he and the coachman walked.

   Fortunately, the medical center is not too far away.

By the time Fei Qian helped the coachman to the hospital, the girl had already been sent to the back hall for treatment, and the little maid followed her, leaving only Uncle Fu fidgeting at the door, so if you want to find Mr. Shaolang, you are worried about the carriage Don't go, and I am very worried about Mr. Shaolang...

  Uncle Fu saw Fei Qian, hurried over a few steps, helped Fei Qian into the hospital.

In the medical hall, some apprentices were waiting with hot water. Seeing the bloodstained Fei Qian and the coachman coming, he hurried forward and led them to sit on the stools respectively, and wiped them with a cloth soaked in warm water. Carefully wipe off the dried blood and check the condition of the wound.

  The apprentice who checked Fei Qian's wound carefully looked at it, and said, "Mr.

   Just finished speaking here, I saw the driver over there was wiping the blood on his face, suddenly opened his mouth, and started to vomit.

  The apprentice hurriedly called two people and carried the coachman to the back...

  —This is really a classic after-effects of traumatic brain injury...

   While Fei Qian was worried about the coachman, he couldn’t help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, he didn’t knock himself down badly, otherwise he might be like the coachman, leaving behind traumatic brain injury, which probably wasn’t easy to treat in the Han Dynasty...

   But what now?

  The person who caused the accident is either going in to lie down, or going in to accompany him. Who do I ask for loss?

  Fei Qian suddenly thought of a very serious problem. These people have all gone in for treatment. Could it be that they haven’t paid their medical bills yet?

   After asking, it was indeed so.

  Wait if you want to, but seeing that it is getting late, the most urgent thing is to find a place to stay as soon as possible, otherwise, being caught by the military academy under curfew and night patrol is no joke.

  The famous five-color stick of Cao Cao killed Jian Shuo’s uncle during the curfew...

Although I just arrived in Xiangyang and encountered a car accident in the Han Dynasty, it is understandable to talk about it, but it is really going to be troublesome, will those night patrol schools care about these things, maybe they will play with their own lives if they are not familiar with the place Finish.

  Run away? Helping Fei Qian apply the medicine, the apprentice wrapped in cloth strips followed closely...

  Forget it, let’s treat it as a waste of money to eliminate disasters...

  I am a victim, okay, why do you want me to advance money, Fei Qian wants to cry but has no tears...

   Be careful when you go out, the Han Dynasty also has accident risks... Do you have medical insurance? If you don't buy it, you have to pay at your own expense... The author asks for a recommendation ticket and collects it... Thank you book friend 538011 for your support and love~

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