One, two, three...
Whether severely or lightly injured, under Aotian's exquisite medical skills, all of these villagers knocked down by the cow stood up again.
The villagers watching were utterly amazed by such a magical scene.
"Chief, chief, help, chief grandma..."
Before everyone could recover and marvel at Aotian's prowess, a piercing voice once again drew everyone's attention.
At this moment, a woman in her forties ran into the crowd crying.
The so-called 'big sister' hurriedly walked up to her.
"Er Zhuang's mom, what happened to you? You're covered in blood..."
"Chief grandma, quickly, quickly save my husband, he, he was just about to go to the fields, and then that mad cow charged at him. He's, he's almost dead."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was commotion from outside the crowd.
Four burly men were seen quickly carrying a man in his forties on a wooden board. The man on the board was bleeding profusely from his mouth and nose.
