Rebirth in 1987, the fierce wife is not to be messed with!

It took more than ten to twenty minutes to tow the car in the pond to a safe place.

A group of people gathered around like ants smelling honey.

Someone helped the shaking young man down, and more people were busy rescuing the unconscious young man. Yuan Yuan got out of her car and quickly retracted the safety rope, fearing that someone would find out that this thing was not from the modern era.

The sky above her head suddenly became dark, and a large black shadow appeared. The young man was supported by the leader of the henchmen, his face was pale and almost exhausted, and he stopped in front of her, "Thank you."

His pair of clear black and white eyes carried a certain majesty when he stared at people.

Yuan Yuan glanced back at him, lowered her head and continued to work on her own things: "We already agreed when we came here. If the rescue is successful, the aid fee will be one thousand yuan."

young people:"……"

He squinted at the leader of his followers and said, "Uncle Le..."

The leader of the henchmen said, "Don't look at me. Don't you think you shouldn't give me money?"

Yuan Yuan nodded nervously, "Yes. Isn't your young master's life worth a thousand dollars?"

The gratitude in the young man's eyes disappeared, and the corners of his lips curled up with undisguised sarcasm: "I didn't expect you to be so mercenary? It's not surprising to me!"

Yuan Yuan remained motionless, raised her eyelids, and looked directly at Uncle Le: "Uncle Le..."

Uncle Le went to take out the money: "Everything is ready."

What he handed to Yuan Yuan was a brand new 100-yuan note with consecutive numbers, a total of ten notes, which felt quite scratchy in her hand. Yuan Yuan smiled and put it in her wallet. She knew these people must be from important backgrounds, but the smartest thing for her to do was to stay out of the relationship and not flatter them.

Rescue people, collect money, and retreat.

The main focus is to make money quietly!

Seeing her happily hiding her wallet in her waist bag, the young man couldn't help but mutter, "Don't they say country people are simple and honest..."

What an unrealistic expectation!

Yuan Yuan was upset and was trying to figure out how to explain herself. The crowd started to panic again, and someone shouted out loud, "Young Master's leg is broken, broken!!!"

"Uncle Le! Master Xiao! Come and take a look!"

The crowd moved aside, revealing the young man lying on the ground, still unconscious. The man kneeling beside the young man and rescuing him looked at Uncle Le with despair on his face, his voice trembling as he spoke: "Uncle Le, the young master's leg is broken! What should we do?!"

The young man was still unconscious, with his head tilted to one side. There was a large puddle of water on the ground below his mouth, which was all vomited out during the rescue. This part should be fine - the serious problem was his right leg, which hung down like soft noodles when he lifted it a little. It was obvious that all the tendons and bones inside were broken.

There wasn't much bleeding.

Everyone around was panicking: "Are there any planks? Quick, find some and fix it!"

Soon, someone broke off a few branches and came over. Two of the henchmen took off their clothes on the spot, tore them into strips, and bandaged the young man urgently. The young man was still unconscious, but the blood on his face was getting lighter and lighter. Uncle Le was old and experienced, and he shouted urgently: "Stop! Stop! Don't move! Does anyone have painkillers? Give him two, otherwise he will die of pain!"

But who would carry medicine with them, especially painkillers?

Yuan Yuan said: "I have."

The word "ordinary" attracted everyone's attention to her again. She turned back to the car, pretending to look for something, and took out a bottle of ibuprofen tablets from the mall. She also tore off the date on the label to avoid being exposed.

When she handed over the ordinary-looking brown glass bottle, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but wonder, "Will this medicine kill people?"

Yuan Yuan glanced at him and said calmly, "If you don't believe it, you don't have to eat it."

Along with the ibuprofen tablets, she also handed over a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray. She opened the bottle cap, took out the fuse, and said, "Take the red one first. If the pain becomes unbearable, take the white one. The white one will take effect within an hour, and one tablet will last for twelve hours."

Xiao Xiao was full of doubt, but Uncle Le shouted happily: "This is Yunnan Baiyao safe pills! Hey, it's easy with this! Feed it to the young master quickly!"

Uncle Le's prestige seems to be higher than Xiao Xiao's. Once he gives an order, others will do as he says.

While someone was busy feeding the young man the safety needle, Yuan Yuan came to the young man's feet, cut open his wet trouser legs, sprayed the spray on his legs, and finally fixed them up with branches and cloth strips.

Everyone saw that she was nimble, skilled and meticulous. Even the hastily made strips of tree branches and cloth were tied evenly and closely, and were as delicate as works of art.

Some people who were previously dissatisfied with Yuan Yuan's behavior of being greedy for money and leaving after taking the money have now quietly changed their views.

This girl is a kind person.

As for asking for a thousand dollars...

Isn't the young master's life worth a thousand dollars? !

Yuan Yuan finished her work, straightened her tired waist, and sighed: "It's OK. Let's take him to the hospital."

All that can be done has been done, and the next thing only a doctor can do.

But there is no movement around? ?

Uncle Le came forward, rubbing his hands, and said, "Girl, help them to the end. We are not familiar with the roads here, could you please lead the way and take us to the hospital?"

Without waiting for Yuan Yuan to speak, Uncle Le held up a finger and said, "Give me another thousand when we get to the hospital."

Yuan Yuan is not actually a nosy person, but there is nothing she can do since they gave her too much.

1987 yuan in 1000!

No! It’s 2000 in total!!

Sitting in the car, stepping on the accelerator and humming a song, what Yuan Yuan saw before her eyes was not the bumpy road in the countryside that was half cement and half dirt, but the glittering little coins...

It took a full hour and a half of driving to bring the group to Jiangtun Town and straight to the county hospital.

Yuan Yuan didn't get to know him after that. The young man was carried into the operating room. He had regained consciousness by then and passed by Yuan Yuan. Yuan Yuan felt that he was looking at her. His eyes were focused and strange, as if they were electrified, which made her feel uncomfortable.

She slightly turned sideways, her back facing the young man.

Uncle Le counted out another 100 yuan in cash for her, still brand new -yuan notes with serial numbers, and spoke even more politely: "Ms. Yuan Yuan. This time it's all thanks to you."

Yuan Yuan still said the same thing: "It's nothing, just collecting money and helping people get rid of disasters."

Uncle Le exchanged a few more polite words with Yuan Yuan, but Yuan Yuan, seeing that he had a lot of things to do and that all kinds of people came to him many times to ask for instructions on big and small matters, took the initiative to suggest that Uncle Le go back first.

Walking through the hospital alone, it was obvious that the hospital was busier than before. With the economic development, it seemed that more people were getting sick. When passing by the gynecology department, Yuan Yuan saw Xu Jingjing sneaking into the clinic. She became curious and couldn't help but follow her.

The door was ajar, and by the door I could hear the conversation between Xu Jingjing and the doctor.