The man took his last breath and pointed in the direction behind him.
West.
"Let's go north. If we hurry up, we won't meet them." The village chief wanted to continue on his journey.
"No."
Su Man stopped him and said, "The terrain here is flat. If the bandits discover our whereabouts, we will really die. Let's go hide behind the earthen slope over there first, and then run away after the bandits pass."
After what happened just now, the village chief listened to Su Man's advice and immediately decided to let everyone hide first and make plans after the bandits left.
Su Man asked Zhao Yuru and Zhou Anan to help pull the little brother who brought the news onto the ox cart, and asked Grandma Zhou to get on the cart to help bandage him.
"Du Lang!"
Zhao Yuru exclaimed.
Su Man looked closely and found that the man's face stained with blood looked extremely familiar. It was Du Yuan!
It's true that we meet each other everywhere in life. I met Du Yuan again.
But now is not a good time to reminisce about the past. Su Man urged, "Let's hide first and talk after the bandits leave."
Zhao Yuru wiped away her tears and said, "Oh."
As soon as they hid on the high slope, they heard the sound of horse hooves coming closer.
Su Man looked outside quietly. There were at least two hundred bandits, and they were driving a dozen people dressed as villagers away.
Su Man's guess was confirmed. The villagers ran so fast that they didn't even have time to pack their food and luggage. They had indeed encountered bandits.
Unfortunately, they still couldn't escape and were caught by the bandits again.
The villagers of Wangjia Village who were hiding behind the high slope did not dare to say a word. Those who had children covered their mouths tightly, for fear that they would make any noise and be discovered by the bandits.
Seeing them heading towards the village, everyone understood that the villagers who stayed there would probably be in great danger.
After the bandits had left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Man looked at Grandma Zhou, who was still helping Du Yuan treat his wound.
Du Yuan was seriously injured and had fallen into a coma. Zhao Yuru's eyes were red from crying, and she bit her fingers and did not dare to disturb Grandma Zhou.
Suman patted her back to comfort her, "He will get through it for you."
Fortunately, Grandma Zhou knew about herbs and had picked some in the mountains before.
The bleeding had stopped, but the wound on his abdomen was too long and needed to be stitched.
Grandma Zhou borrowed a needle, disinfected it with fire, and kept her hands steady as she sewed up his wound.
After treating the wound, Grandma Zhou found a clean cloth to bandage it, and only then did she have time to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
"Grandma Zhou, Du Lang, how is Du Lang?" Zhao Yuru asked anxiously.
Grandma Zhou smiled lovingly, "Don't worry, your Du Lang is very strong. He only has superficial injuries, no internal injuries. He will probably wake up tomorrow morning."
"Thank you, Grandma Zhou."
Zhao Yuru was about to kneel down when Grandma Zhou helped her up. "Okay, it's fate that brought us together. No need to say thank you or not. Let's go and take a look."
"Why!"
Su Man took Grandma Zhou off the ox cart and said, "Grandma, you've worked hard. Take a rest."
Grandma Zhou patted the back of Su Man's hand and said, "Good girl, if it weren't for you today, our family would be doomed. You've worked the hardest along the way."
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