Old Zhang was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, his body trembled and his pants became wet.
He did not feel ashamed at all. There was only a strong feeling of surviving a disaster in his heart. It was as if he had just passed through the gates of hell.
After an unknown amount of time, someone finally couldn't help but walk over. They surrounded the man on top of the tiger's carcass and began to discuss.
"It's really a person. This person is seriously injured. I don't know if he's dead or alive …"
"This person seems to have fallen from the sky and smashed the tiger to death. He saved us …"
"…"
After Old Zhang recovered with great difficulty, he pushed through the crowd and slowly walked over. He bent down and put his hand under the man's nose.
"He … he's not dead yet. He's still breathing …" He said excitedly.
The crowd immediately exclaimed, "He's still alive after such a serious injury. It's unbelievable …"
"But looking at his injuries, I don't think he's going to survive. Why don't we just leave him alone …" Someone said.
The rest of the people immediately became silent.
That's right!
They were all poor commoners. Otherwise, they wouldn't have participated in the tiger hunt for ten taels of silver.
Bringing back such an injured person would cost a lot of money, not to mention food and drink.
Steward Wu squeezed out from the crowd and said hesitantly, "This person's origin is unknown. I think …"
"No!"
Old Zhang suddenly interrupted him, "Steward Wu, don't forget. If it wasn't for this person, we would all be dead …"
The crowd became silent again. Steward Wu looked ashamed.
"Steward Wu!"
Old Zhang's expression softened, "You said earlier that we will each get ten taels of silver for killing the tiger. The one who contributed the most will get twenty taels. Does that still count?"
"Yes, of course it does." Steward Wu nodded.
"Good!"
Old Zhang said, "Tian Peng is dead. I don't want my ten taels of silver anymore. Give Tian Peng's share and my share to his family. As for the twenty taels of silver, you have to treat this person's injury."
When the others heard this, they all had a look of shame on their faces. Li Liu Zhi took over and said: "Give half of my ten taels of silver to Old Zhang."
"I will also give five taels of silver from my share to treat this little brother's injury. Whether he can survive or not depends on his luck …"
"And me …"
The rest of the people spoke one after another.
…
Dong Zhang Village. A small village with a population of less than five hundred. Because the local people's surname was Zhang, it was named Dong Zhang Village.
"Dang … Dang … Dang …"
At the entrance of Zhang Ji's Iron Shop at the east end of the village, a plump woman was standing in the hot shed, waving the iron hammer in her hand to hit a piece of red-hot iron.
At this time, a group of people surrounded Old Zhang and hurriedly rushed into the house. Old Zhang was carrying a young man covered in blood on his back.
The blacksmithing woman's expression changed slightly, and she immediately rushed into the house with the hammer in her hand. As soon as she entered the door, she shouted, "Father, you can't die. If you die, how can I live …"
Halfway through her sentence, she stopped abruptly. She saw her father standing by the bed, alive and well, and a man covered in blood was lying on the bed.
"Father, who is he?" The woman smiled bitterly.
Old Zhang took out a dry towel and wiped the body of the person on the bed. "Cui Hua, go and get your Grandpa Lin here. This is a matter of life and death …"
In just half a day, everyone in Dong Zhang Village knew about the process of hunting the tiger.
When they found out that they had encountered a demonic tiger that had cultivated to its peak, everyone broke out in cold sweat. When they heard that a young man covered in blood fell from the sky and crushed the tiger to death, countless people were in disbelief.
Some people didn't believe it. After all, they had never seen a person who fell from the sky and survived. Some said that the young man was actually an immortal that descended to the mortal world …
In an instant, many people in the village rushed to Zhang Ji Smithy to see what the young man looked like.
However, they were all stunned by Old Zhang's daughter, Cui Hua. She took out a small stool and sat down at the door with a hammer in her hand.
…
Inside the house, Old Zhang had already cleaned the blood off the man. The only doctor in the village, Doctor Lin, wrapped the man like a dumpling with a white cloth.
Old Zhang looked nervously at the old man in green who was carrying a medicine box. "Old Lin, how is it? Is there any hope? "
"Did this person really fall from the sky?" Doctor Lin did not answer the question.
"I'm not too sure."
Old Zhang shook his head. "I was scared out of my wits. I didn't see it clearly at all. Just tell me if he can survive."
"This young man is seriously injured. I believe you saw it for yourself. His body is covered in wounds. Some of the wounds even penetrated his heart and lungs …"
Hearing this, Old Zhang's face was also full of shock. When he took off the other party's clothes, he was also shocked. The densely packed wounds were like broken wine bottles.
"I've been a doctor for decades, but this is the first time I've seen such a tenacious life force. Now, we can only rely on his luck …"
Doctor Lin stroked his beard. After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't recommend that you save him. Even if he can be cured with such serious injuries, you can't imagine the cost …"
"If it was someone else, I definitely wouldn't be so generous. But who asked him to save me?"
Old Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "Although I'm an insignificant person, I also know that kindness must be repaid. At most, I'll sell the smithy …"
Doctor Lin left.
From then on, Zhang Ji Smithy also closed. Old Zhang and his daughter Cui Hua almost never left the young man on the bed.
The more they spent, the less their savings. The young man was still unconscious. The rumors about him in the village also gradually dispersed. Everyone felt that he would not live for much longer.
"Who are you?"
Cui Hua stayed by the bed, holding her chin with her hand. She quietly looked at the young man's facial features. Her gaze was very curious. The latter's handsome features made her blush.
In the past few days, she was the one who changed the medicine and gauze for the young man, so she had seen his body thoroughly.
When she saw the densely packed wounds on the young man's body, she, who had climbed trees to dig for bird eggs and beat up a group of naughty children until they cried, could not help but cry.
"They all said that you fell from the sky. Is that true?"
"How can you be so good-looking? Also, why do you have a head full of white hair at such a young age? "
"What's your name?"
"When are you going to wake up?"
"…"
This kind of conversation happened frequently in the next few days. Sometimes, it made Old Zhang feel that his daughter, who couldn't get married, was possessed.
On the seventh day, when Cui Hua went to Doctor Lin's house to get the last dose of topical medicine and returned home, she saw that the bed was empty.
She subconsciously turned around and wanted to go out to look for it. She saw a completely naked young man standing at the door of her house.
"Ah!!!"
"Father, father, he's awake. Come quickly …"
An ear-piercing voice echoed within a radius of 100 meters, causing the chickens to fly and the dogs to jump.
(End of this chapter)
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