Chapter 177 Funeral Held After Avalanche
Those behind him watched in horror as Yan Yu fell to the ground.
"Yan Yu!" Xiao Qing cried out in alarm and rushed forward.
The others realized what was happening and quickly followed Xiaoqing forward.
"Yan Yu, how are you?" Xiao Qing helped Yan Yu up, her voice filled with panic.
Yan Yu had already fainted and was not reacting at all.
"He's probably exhausted," someone nearby said.
"What should we do?" Xiaoqing panicked for a moment and had no idea what to do.
The people around were also at a loss.
"Why don't we try pinching his philtrum? Maybe that will wake him up?" someone suggested.
If they see someone faint, they usually use the method of pinching the philtrum, and the person will usually wake up after that.
After saying that, the person reached out to pinch his philtrum.
"What are you doing!" Someone next to him immediately grabbed his hand and stopped him.
The man was completely bewildered: "Pinch his philtrum! Didn't he faint? Can't you see him?"
"I know he's unconscious, but why wake him up? Just so he can continue searching for Chen Jin?"
Upon hearing these words, everyone present fell silent for a moment.
What this person said makes a lot of sense. It is indeed not appropriate to wake Yan Yu up at this time, otherwise he would definitely go to find Yan Yu again, no matter who tries to persuade him.
"He should be alright, right?" Xiaoqing asked after a moment of silence.
"It's not a big deal... If he had just fainted, it would be fine, but you also have to consider how long he's been in this environment. He's injured all over, and he's so stubborn..." someone sighed and said helplessly.
Upon hearing his words, Xiaoqing shuddered and quickly checked Yan Yu's body. It was covered in wounds, bruises and welts, and many places were still bleeding. Even the areas without wounds were frostbitten by the cold temperature.
There's hardly a good spot left.
"Quick, let's take him back to the village," Xiaoqing said to the person next to her.
"Oh, okay." The person next to him quickly realized and responded.
Then, someone quickly picked Yan Yu up and carried him on their back, while the others helped to place him on their backs.
"Walk slowly, don't fall," Xiaoqing reminded her.
"Okay, don't worry," the person carrying Yan Yu replied.
At this moment, the few people who were still on the snow also went back with them. Xiaoqing looked back and saw that there was no one left on the snow.
She still couldn't believe that Shen Jin was dead, and she wanted to go find Shen Jin again.
She took Yan Yu back in this state, and she'll definitely feel bad when he wakes up.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and leave!" someone suddenly said to Xiaoqing.
Hearing his words, Xiaoqing realized what he meant, responded, and followed him.
Finally, Yan Yu was taken back while unconscious, and the person took him directly to the old lady's house.
As soon as she entered the door, Xiaoqing anxiously called out to her grandmother, "Grandma, Grandma, come out quickly!"
Hearing the commotion outside, the old lady immediately came out. Just as she was about to ask what had happened, she saw Yan Yu lying on the verge of death and was immediately startled.
"How did it get like this?" The old lady reached out to help Yan Yu up.
“Yan Yu stayed in the snow for a long time, insisting on finding Chen Jin. We couldn’t stop him, and he fainted, so we brought him back. What should we do, Grandma? Will he be alright?” Xiao Qing explained the situation anxiously.
After saying that, Xiaoqing thanked the person who had carried Yan Yu and then helped the old lady help Yan Yu inside.
The old lady put Yan Yu on the bed, and then asked Xiao Qing to go out and brew the medicine.
"Hurry up, get the medicine ready and bring it over quickly, we can't delay any longer." The old lady's tone was unusually serious.
Seeing the old lady's serious expression, Xiaoqing quickly responded and ran out.
After Xiaoqing left, the old lady took off Yan Yu's clothes, which were soaked and frozen, put on dry clothes, and wrapped him tightly in a quilt.
After it warmed up, Yan Yu's lips, which were originally pale, gradually turned purple.
Not long after, Xiaoqing came over with a bowl of the brewed medicine, which was still steaming. Because she was walking too fast, Xiaoqing almost fell to the ground.
"Grandma, the medicine is ready." Xiaoqing came to the old lady's side and said to her.
"Okay, give me the medicine quickly." The old lady took the medicine.
After delivering the medicine, Xiaoqing stood aside and watched. Yan Yu lay on the bed, breathing only a faint breath, as if he had no life left.
"Xiaoqing, pry his mouth open." The old lady glanced at Yan Yu and said to Xiaoqing.
Upon hearing the old lady's words, Xiaoqing immediately reacted and quickly responded. Then she went forward and opened Yan Yu's mouth so that the old lady could feed him the medicine. Fortunately, this way the medicine could be fed down and Yan Yu would not spit it out.
The old lady only breathed a slight sigh of relief after the entire bowl of medicine had been fed.
"Grandma, how long will it take for Brother Yan Yu to get better?" Xiao Qing hesitated for a moment before asking her grandmother.
The old lady sighed heavily and shook her head. Xiaoqing immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"I don't know when he'll recover. This injury was too severe. It would be a miracle if he doesn't suffer any lasting health problems," the old lady said earnestly.
Xiaoqing felt her heart suddenly skip a beat.
The old woman looked at Yan Yu, remained silent for a long time, and then shook her head and sighed for a while.
"Go and get him some medicine to treat his wounds. I'll go and prepare some medicine. If anything seems amiss, come and tell me immediately," the old lady instructed Xiaoqing at the end.
"Okay," Xiaoqing nodded quickly in response.
The old lady nodded and went out.
Xiaoqing glanced back at Yan Yu lying on the bed, sighed softly, then found some medicine and applied it to his wounds.
For the next few days, Yan Yu's condition did not improve, and he developed a high fever that wouldn't go down.
"Grandma, it's not going to go down," Xiaoqing said to her grandmother, touching Yan Yu's forehead to check his temperature.
The old woman frowned and remained silent for a long time.
In the past few days, Yan Yu has shown no signs of waking up at all. She has tried almost every method she could, and has fed Yan Yu a lot of herbs, but there has been no improvement in Yan Yu's condition. In fact, his health seems to be getting worse.
After a long silence, the old woman opened her lips, as if preparing to say something.
However, before she could speak, someone came in.
The old woman turned to look at the person, who was dressed in white clothes and had a white cloth on his head, truly dressed in mourning.
The old lady knew what he was there for as soon as she saw his outfit.
"The funeral is all prepared, right?" the old lady sighed and asked.
The avalanche caused enormous damage to the village, killing many young and strong people.
"Yes, so you and Xiaoqing should come too. This funeral is for all the deceased," the person replied.
The old lady nodded.
At this moment, Xiaoqing suddenly spoke up: "So, for some people whose bodies haven't been found yet, should we still hold funerals for them?"
"Yes, it's been so long since the avalanche, how could anyone still be alive? We held the ceremony together after consulting with the families." The man sighed, his tone heavy with a weight that was hard to express.
This avalanche dealt them a heavy blow.
After a pause, the man glanced at Yan Yu, who was still lying on the bed, and then looked at the old woman: "I came here for another matter. Since Shen Jin's body has not been found after this avalanche, should we hold a funeral for him as well?"
Hearing his words, both the old lady and Xiaoqing were in a dilemma.
Yan Yu was still asleep at this time, so naturally he had no way to answer them.
After a moment of silence, Xiaoqing spoke up: "No, there's no need to hold a funeral for Shen Jin. Yan Yu doesn't believe Shen Jin is dead... It must be very painful for him."
Upon hearing Xiaoqing's words, the man paused slightly, somewhat surprised.
He hadn't expected that, even after all this time, Yan Yu still wouldn't believe that Shen Jin was dead.
After a moment, the man replied, "Then let's leave it at that for now. After all, Shen Jin isn't from our village, so it wouldn't be appropriate to hold a funeral for him like this."
The old lady nodded without saying anything.
"Then you and Xiaoqing should go to the funerals of the other villagers."
"Okay, we'll change our clothes and go." The old lady nodded in agreement.
The person responded and left. Then, the old lady and Xiaoqing also left, leaving only the weak Yan Yu lying on the bed in the room.
Funeral scene.
The villagers all remained silent, no one uttered a word, and all kept their heads down.
Finally, someone couldn't hold back anymore and started throwing themselves onto the coffin, sobbing uncontrollably: "Waaah, you're gone just like that, what am I supposed to do!"
As she cried out in anguish, everyone else couldn't hold back their tears either and started crying.
Although no one died, Xiaoqing still felt an urge to cry when she saw this scene.
The atmosphere at the funeral was particularly somber and sorrowful.
Meanwhile, Yan Yu was also bedridden for several days without any sign of improvement, and the old lady and Xiao Qing were very worried about him every day.
However, no matter how many rare and effective medications were used, his recovery was only minimal...
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