Li Xianyun finished taking the man's pulse and looked up at Yelu Yan, "He fainted due to overwork combined with unbearable hunger."
Yelu Yan hummed in agreement, looking thoughtfully at the firelight and crowd not far away.
Li Xianyun stood up and looked at Youlan and Zhuo Ma, "You two, bring the medicine box, the leather water bag, and some food."
"Yes!"
Li Xianyun followed Yelu Yan's gaze. Under the torches not far off, there was a crowd bustling about. Some of them were drawing water for irrigation, while others carried buckets to water the crops.
This unconscious man must have been trying to take a shortcut to fetch water and fainted along the way.
Li Xianyun had heard that in order to become self-sufficient in grain production and not rely entirely on Houliang and Houtang, Yelu Yan had selected some land to cultivate and was gradually expanding the practice.