"This man······ It doesn't look like you've drowned," Grandpa reached out and ripped the hair from the corpse's head, and a thumb-thin hole appeared on top of the corpse's head, and it was obvious that the piece on the skull had collapsed in.
At that time, Sniper No. 2 did snipe Xiang Que's head with this shot, and it was also corrected, but there was a slight deviation, and the bullet hit the top of his head, that is, the edge of the skull, so there was no headshot.
The shot in the chest was a penetrating wound, and the bullet passed through his chest, but fortunately it did not stay in his body, but Xiang Que's fatal wounds from these two shots were all cleverly avoided by him for some reason.
At that time, his person immediately entered a state of suspended animation after falling into the water, and the three souls and seven spirits in his body were all scattered, if it weren't for the Gujing Guan Lao Dao guarding in the main hall at the critical moment with the majestic heaven and earth qi to maintain the life soul lamp of Xiang Que without extinguishing, then he might have died after he fell into the water.
Therefore, the illusion when he fell into the water at that time made Zhang Tianshi mistakenly think that his soul was scattered and he was powerless to return to the sky, if Zhang Tianshi was not too confident in his judgment, he would really have to send someone downstream to intercept or go into the water to track down according to what Yin Mengtao said, and he would have to see people die if he lived If you want to see the corpse, it may be that Xiang Que has already fallen into their hands at this time, and it is really completely dead.
"Grandpa, it seems to be injured" The grandson ripped off the clothes on the corpse's chest, and a bloody hole was revealed, and there were already signs of scarring at the hole, but if you didn't look closely, you really couldn't see it.
The grandfather and grandson are ordinary people and can't be ordinary people, let alone the two of them, even if they are ordinary people, I am afraid they will not be able to recognize the two gunshot wounds on Xiang Que's body, if they really recognize them, the two of them may have to choose to call the police as soon as possible.
"Haoran, help me put the body on my back and take it back to the hut in front of me, and then wait for the family to come and claim it" Grandpa took off his shirt and put it on the corpse's head, then bent down and carried the corpse with his grandson.
In today's sky-high price for the corpse, there are not many people with good intentions like the ancestors and grandchildren, one old and one young only think about bringing the corpse back so that the person who claimed the corpse will not suffer a second blow in addition to grief, and he didn't think of letting people spend money to receive the corpse.
The mountain road on the shore was rugged, and the corpse floating on the old man's back was undulating, Haoran followed behind them and blinked two big eyes at the corners of the corpse's mouth and suddenly said, "Grandpa, the corpse's mouth is seeping."
"Huh?
Maybe I drank a lot of water when I drowned, and now it's turned upside down," the old man said nonchalantly.
It didn't take long for the water at the corners of the corpse's mouth to seep more and more.
"Grandpa, grandpa·····" Haoran pulled his grandfather in horror and said, "He, he opened his mouth" "Huh?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and quickly put the corpse down and spread it on the ground, and a murmur of muddy water came out of the corpse's mouth.
"Doesn't seem to be dead?"
The old man frowned slightly, pressed his hands on the corpse's chest and squeezed it hard, squeezing it back and forth several times, and then spit out a bunch of sundries to open his mouth violently, and the water in his stomach was all squeezed out.
"Haoran, give him artificial respiration, if the person is not dead, he should be able to snatch it back" The old man said with emotion: "The fate is really big, is it all like this, and the king of Hades still doesn't accept it?"
” Haoran knelt on the ground, pinched Xiang Que's mouth, and then leaned over without hesitation.
"Ahem, ahem······" After a few breaths, the two people who originally thought they were dead actually opened their eyes.
Xiang Que's eyes were extremely confused and sloppy, as if he was about to break off with a breath, his eyelids blinked like ten thousand pounds, and then slowly closed them.
"Grandpa, are you really alive?"
Haoran closed his mouth and said a sentence dumbfounded.
Grandpa stretched out his hand and touched Xiang Quan's forehead for a while, then frowned and said: "It's too badly burned, it's very hot, even if you live like this, you have to burn it again, even if you don't die, you have to burn stupidly, this young man's life is quite tortuous, he was so seriously injured and soaked in water."
It's hard to say that people don't die but have a high fever."
"What to do, grandpa?"
Haoran asked at a loss: "Do you want to go back to the village?"
I'd better leave it alone."
"If you save it, then take care of it to the end, after all, a human life, send it back to the village to find Lao Jiang Tou to see, hang a water and take a medicine to observe what the symptoms are, if not, then send it to the county hospital."
Half an hour later, the grandfather and grandson carried the half-dead Xiang Que to the village, and then sent him to the village health center.
This kind of rural health center is relatively simple, the doctor is basically a barefoot doctor who knows a little medical skills but has not studied in any medical school or big hospital, if you want to say that he understands medical skills, it is not comparable with the professional quality of the nurses in the hospital, but if you don't understand it, it must be more normal People understand a little.
The simplest fever or cold or something, more or less understandable.
When he was young, Jiang Tou in this clinic is said to have beaten an old Chinese medicine doctor in a clinic in the city, studied medicine for a few years, and then returned to the village to work in the clinic when he was older.
After the two ancestors and grandsons carried Xiang Que into the health center, Old Man Jiang suddenly felt a little numb when he saw it: "Brother Cao, you caught it in the river?"
No, how can you still catch it when people are like this, and you can tell me if you save some of them?
” As soon as Old Man Jiang saw Xiang Quan, he concluded that there was an eighty percent chance that this person would not be able to be saved, and now the person was basically one breath away from death.
"Hehe, when I fished it, I thought the person was dead, but I didn't expect to bring the body back and wait for someone to claim it, only to find that the person was not dead, old Jiang Tou, what do you say?
If people are not dead, do I have to die again?
Drag it to you, you can take a look at it as much as possible, we can't let it go I don't care about my life," the old man surnamed Cao rubbed his hands together honestly and smiled.
"You just cause me trouble, as long as your old Cao family is good-hearted, I'm really convinced" Lao Jiang Tou simply checked Xiang Que and didn't see any symptoms, so he continued: "First reduce inflammation for the wound, and then hang a salt water to burn, if this person doesn't get better at night, or you send it to the county."
Either find a pit and bury it, I can't do anything about it."
"Cheng, Cheng, you watch first, if it's not good, then I'll go to the town to find someone from the police station to come and send him out," Old man Cao nodded and said.
The old man's grandson Haoran stood aside and then groped for a while on Xiang Que's body and said: "Grandpa, he has nothing on him, let's call the police if someone dies, if the person doesn't die, then what to do, how to find his family" "Don't worry, don't worry, you can say it when he wakes up"