Brother Adei walked a distance with his men and saw Zhao Ce as he said that he did not chase after him.

He looked into the distance and saw that there seemed to be many figures floating in the direction of the back mountain.

It seems that this group of people is indeed quite a lot of people.

Brother Ati turned around and shouted, "Everything has been withdrawn!"

After all the thieves who left behind the palace disappeared completely, Zhao Ce and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Ce said to the group of panic-defying villagers: "The situation was so urgent that they said those words just now. Please do not take them seriously."

These villagers just thought they were dead, but now when they heard Zhao Ce's words, they realized that this was a helpless act to save them.

At this time, a woman walked out of the field next to her.

It was the person Zhao Ce and the others had just begun to save.

The woman came over and looked at her husband's face covered in blood. She cried and said, "Thank you, my kindness, for helping me."

The three children next to him also came over and surrounded the woman.

The older child is about ten years old, and the younger one is only two or three years old.

The woman held the three children and trembled all over: "Luckily you are all fine."

Zhao Ce felt extremely strange when he looked at the combination.

A child of this age is probably not the woman's biological child, but adopted the child at a young age?

But now he doesn't wait for him to think deeply.

Zhao Ce walked over and took a look at Mr. Cao who was surrounded by many people.

Cao Si cried and looked up at Zhao Ce, and suddenly remembered something, and knelt on the spot and kowtowed wildly.

"Young Master Zhao, you are a miracle doctor. You have saved our master's life before."

"Please help me and save him!"

Cao Liufang next to him was beaten to a bruised nose and a coma because he resisted with everyone.

But when he heard Cao Si's words, his eyes were also struggling wildly, as if he was about to wake up to help plead for mercy.

Zhao Ce bent down and looked at Mr. Cao's pulse, and found that his breathing was already very weak.

Mr. Cao was stabbed in the abdomen, and Cao Si was holding the clothes pressing the wound in his hand, and it was soaked.

The bloody clothes were occasionally folded, revealing the hideous wound inside.

Mr. Cao has already lost too much blood and is in great pain.

This won't last long...

The remaining soldier beside Zhao Ce was named Zheng Wu. He just played Qianhu, but he was actually a personal soldier of Lao Feng.

After going to the battlefield, he saw Mr. Cao's gray face at first sight and lamented: "I'm afraid this is beyond help..."

When the villagers around heard this, they heard a low cry.

Some people's blood on their bodies had not stopped, and wiped their faces with their blood-stained hands.

Zhao Ce was unmoved by the sadness of everyone and said calmly to the sergeant behind him: "Brother Zheng, please take people to chase those thieves."

"Be sure to chase farther and give me some time to save people."

Zheng Wu said seriously: "Okay, you guys are quicker, I don't know if those thieves will react midway."

Seeing Zhao Ce calmly facing a group of thieves, he was also inspired a lot.

If a scholar can handle these things so calmly, how can he, a person who has been on the battlefield, retreat?

After saying that, he rode his horse out and shouted a group of people who were covered in rice and grass clippings in the rice fields, and were tickling it.

"Please follow me!"

These scholars had no complaints, and they were wearing clothes tied into long strips in their hands to press straw.

Everyone didn't care about the demeanor of scholars at this time, so they spread their legs in disheveled clothes and followed Zheng Wu in another direction.

Zhao Ce stayed in place and calmly ordered these moving people: "Build hot water and need a lot of hot water!"

"Take another pot and cook a clean cloth towel and needlework. After the needlework is cooked, dry it in the pot and set aside."

"If you have lamps and wine at home, take them out and set aside."

"Speed ​​up!"

The villagers present looked at Zhao Ce at a loss, not knowing what he was going to do.

Zhao Ce raised his voice and sternly said: "Hurry, I want to save people!"

"Save people..."

The village chief's forehead had been bandaged, and he seemed to wake up after hearing this.

"You want to save our master?"

Zhao Ce lowered his head, looking for something in his purse, and replied casually: "Yes, follow my request, hurry up and do it!"

This righteous man from the court said he wanted to save their master, can he save him?

These villagers didn't understand, but when they heard Zhao Ce's confident tone, everyone felt much more at ease.

The village chief quickly began to direct everyone to prepare what Zhao Ce wanted to go to the nearest family.

Young Master Song next to him sent the person who was following them to the intersection where the thieves escaped, and then squatted down and observed.

This wound is so big, can it really be saved?

However, thinking of the girl Zhao Ce rescued by the river before, Mr. Song felt that Zhao Ce probably had a solution.

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Ce found a small wooden box the size of a little finger from his purse.

He pinched his fingers and let out a slight "click".

The small wooden box broke into his hands.

It contains a pill.

This is one of the three pills given by Dr. Ge at the beginning.

After Zhao Ce got the medicine, he found someone to make three sealed wooden boxes.

He carried one of the three pills with him, Su Caier carried one with him, and another one in the room.

Now, I just hope that this pill can really have magical effects like the ones in the city.

Zhao Ce squatted down and fed the pills to Mr. Cao.

"This is the secret medicine of Doctor Ge, and it should have some effect after taking it."

But Mr. Cao was no longer aware of it, and he was biting his teeth so hard that he couldn't take the medicine at all.

Cao Si was so embarrassed that he was crying.

"Master, you take the medicine."

Mr. Cao couldn't hear his shouts and still gritted his teeth.

Zhao Ce gritted his teeth and stuffed the medicine in while leaning on Mr. Cao's chin.

Cao Si cried again, "Master, this is the magical medicine of 200 taels per one, you also knew about it before."

"This medicine can bring back life and the disease will be cured after taking it."

Mr. Cao, who was in a coma, didn't know if he heard this, and his throat rolled.

Then, he looked back and opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Ce.

Cao Sida said happily: "I've eaten, sir, are you awake?"

Soon, Mr. Cao closed his eyes again and never responded again.

Mr. Song, who was watching from the side, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Su Wen, Mr. Cao was stingy, but he didn't want to save his life when his life was in danger?

When Zhao Ce saw that Mr. Cao had taken the pills, he looked up his pulse again.

It's still weak, but it's a little more stable.

Zhao Ce also directed Cao Si and Mr. Song to move Mr. Cao to the nearest house.

I picked a clean room.

Soon, the village chief brought the things Zhao Ce wanted.

"Things are coming!"

Zhao Ce stood up, poured the wine into his hands, and washed his hands.

Then, I took the cooked cloth towel and wiped it clean carefully.

Pick up a clean cloth towel and throw it into Cao Si's hand: "Use this to wipe the wound clean as much as possible."

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Ce picked up the thread that had been cooked and dried in a pot and started to thread the needle.

"What is this scholar doing?"

"It's time, do you still have to sew your clothes?"

Cao Si also looked at Zhao Ce's actions blankly: "Young Master Zhao, are you trying to save our master?"

Zhao Ce did not raise his head and pulled the thread that passed through the needle out.
Chapter completed!