The whole village is suffering from tuberculosis, but I have 10,000 acres of top-quality medicinal f

Don't tell me, this slave's skin is as delicate as that of a woman. What was he doing before he was sold to a dental shop?

Just as she was curious, the man suddenly let out an unconscious groan and trembled faintly at the same time. He touched it in confusion, and her fingertips felt cold. She suddenly remembered that there was no heating measure in this room.

I wanted to pull the quilt to cover it first, but looking at the blood all over my body, I still couldn't bear it.

"Big man, it's okay to freeze for a while, just wait a moment!"

She put down the scissors, muttered to herself, and ran out of the room again. Due to her huge size, she brought up a cold wind, which made the people on the couch shiver again.

If the man could speak, he would have been so angry that he would have yelled. Is a tattered quilt more important than the warmth and coldness of the injured person? Unfortunately, apart from frowning in discomfort, his consciousness was quite vague and he had no ability to express himself.

After a moment, Duan Qingqiu wrapped his hands in cloth and came in carrying a rusty basin. There were some burning pieces of wood piled in it. He had just taken them out of the stove and placed them under the head of the bed with a bang. He thought about it. Think about it, pull down the partition curtain to try to play a little more role in keeping warm.

The heat of the charcoal fire was indeed the most direct, and soon the cabin was filled with warmth. Even the man's cold white skin seemed to have a healthy light pink.

"For you, I added two more firewood. Remember this kindness, recover quickly, and help the family earn money, you know?"

While she was thinking about it, she picked up the scissors again and continued to cut off the man's trousers.

The wound on the leg was deep and it took a lot of effort to complete.

Duan Qingqiu wiped away the thin sweat on his forehead, raised his hand to fan himself, and his eyes fell on the other person's remaining pair of shorts.

Well, in the eyes of medical students, there is no distinction between men and women. Of course, if there are no injuries nearby, there is no need to strip naked.

With this idea in mind, she neatly untied the drawstring of her shorts, pulled up a corner, and tilted her head to look inside——

"Sister!!" A shocking shout made Duan Qingqiu almost jump on the man in fright.

Patting his chest, he turned around with lingering fear and met the second sister's disbelieving eyes.

"You, you... how could you..." Duan Qingxia raised her hand, and her trembling fingertips moved back and forth between her and the man.

"If the trauma is not treated, it will fester and rot. Even if you don't die, you will still be a useless person. What's the use of staying here?"

"But you just...he..." The little girl blushed and couldn't speak.

"Don't get me wrong, I just made sure that he wasn't injured somewhere." She looked calm and innocent, "You have to save people to the end, right?"

The truth seems to be this, but...

Duan Qingqiu didn't give his sister much time to struggle, and asked: "Is the water boiling?"

"It's open." Xiaoxia is not stupid. She immediately guessed the meaning of cleaning and hurriedly ran out, "I'll mix some cold water and bring it!"

"Don't!" She hurriedly stopped her and warned, "Turn out the copper basin in my dowry, wash it, run it through hot water again, and then pour only half of it. Don't add any raw water."

The medical facilities here are simple and serious injuries are not a problem, but once infected, death is certain.

Although Duan Qingxia didn't understand what she meant, seeing her sister's calm and determined face, she felt inexplicably trustworthy and immediately got busy.

Taking advantage of the break in preparation, she went to the trolley to dig out a roll of clean gauze and some sundries. After returning to the house, she first pulled up a rope beside the bed, and then cut the gauze into sections.

After doing all this, my sister came in with a copper basin. After gritting her teeth and placing it on the ground, she jumped up and kept blowing on her palms.

"Whoosh-"

Turning it over and taking a look, sure enough, it was burned red.

She was helpless: "Since you know how to iron it, why don't you just find two pieces of cloth to wrap it up?"

Children are children after all, so it seems that they must be reminded in the future, otherwise something might go wrong.

"Go to the kitchen immediately and put your hand in the water vat to soak it."

"I don't feel much pain." Xiaoxia waved her hand indifferently, "There is still chicken stewed on the pot..."

"If you don't deal with it, you will feel better if it gets soaked later." She said seriously, "Let Xiaodong look at the fire and soak it for at least a moment."

After finally sending his sister away, Duan Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and threw three or four pieces of gauze into the hot water. After soaking, he quickly picked up the corners with two fingers and hung them on a string.

After it cooled down a bit, I picked up one of the pieces and started wiping the injuries on the man's body.

She wiped it carefully. When she saw mud and sand mixed in the wound, she would ruthlessly remove it and clean it. When the gauze was completely dyed red, she threw it into a copper basin, washed it, hung it up, and then used another piece to continue.

It was really dirty, so I went out to change the basin of clean hot water. I repeated this process, and after half an hour, it was finally all cleaned.

A series of stimulations made the unconscious man frown, and moans of pain kept coming out of his mouth.

She dipped some clean water into the gauze and squeezed it into the dry and cracked lips, and comforted her very casually: "Don't worry, you won't die as long as I'm here. You will be much better after tonight."

"What if I can't survive it?" At some point, Xiaodong poked his head in and interjected curiously.

"Then... I can only quickly ask if there are any other uses for the half-dead people. I can get back a little bit, but I can't lose everything..."

Duan Qingqiu was applying the medicine quickly and jokingly.

Xiaodong's eyes widened in shock, and the person on the bed was breathing more and more heavily, as if he wanted to jump off the ground immediately and run around in circles to prove his vitality.

"Tsk, you have quite a temper." Duan Qingqiu was slightly surprised, then nodded with satisfaction, "It's a good thing that you have such a strong will to survive."

After cleaning up, the chicken soup is simmering on the stove.

Xiaoxia held the mentality of breaking the pot, gritted her teeth and cut some pork belly, minced it into minced meat, and made a fragrant roasted eggplant dish.

When the lid of the pot was lifted, two aromas intertwined and wafted out, heading straight into people's nostrils domineeringly.

"Wow!"

Xiaodong opened his mouth, and saliva immediately flowed down three thousand feet.

In fact, the little girl was not much better. Fortunately, she ate a bowl of wontons during the day, otherwise she would not have been able to cook the food.

After setting out the bowls and chopsticks, Duan Qingqiu looked at the two brothers and sisters on both sides who were obviously very hungry but sat waiting obediently. He couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Eat!"

After each of the three bowls of soup was eaten, everyone's stomachs were slightly satisfied.

Chicken is really a good thing. It doesn’t require too many seasonings or good skills. Just wash it and throw it into the pot, add a little salt, and you can get a delicious taste and rich nutrition.

It can be said that it is suitable for all ages and is the first choice for body replenishment.

"Xiaodong worked hard today." Duan Qingqiu blew loudly, tore off a hot chicken leg and put it into his brother's bowl.

"Thank you, sister!" The sallow-looking boy held the bowl, as if he had the greatest happiness in the world.