Hiding in the mountains to watch the end of the world

An Huaize returned home at noon, An An was still awake, and Yoyo's condition was still stable, so he went to the yard to prune the sunburst tree. It may be because it is a new species or other reasons. The three saplings look different every day, but the amount of leaves pruned It can't be very big either.

An Huaize checked his sister's wound and found that the disease was getting worse and worse. In the past two days, with the same dose of powder, Yoyo's wound began to fester again. An Huaize could only increase the dose. The leaves are really not enough, we can't pick all the leaves from the tree, what to do if the sunburst tree is dead.

An Huaize took the leaves upstairs to dry in the sun. After reading the book for a while, An An woke up. Just as she was about to cry, she was picked up by her father. Finally, she didn't cry.

An Huaize picked up the baby bottle next to him, tried it, and it was still a little hot, so he left it.

"Doctor An! Is Doctor An here?"

There was a bang in the courtyard, and the courtyard door was pushed open, except for the woman's anxious yelling and the girl's crying.

An Huaize frowned, what's wrong?Walking down with An An in my arms, I saw an aunt holding a crying girl. The aunt was anxious, with sweat and tears on her face. The girl looked at most fourteen or five years old. In the words here, she was still a little girl. Well, the left side of the little girl's face was bloody, and her hands were also covered in blood. She was so far away that An Huaize couldn't see what was going on.

"Doctor An, save my daughter quickly!" As soon as my aunt saw An Huaize, she ran over with the little girl in her arms, her face covered with snot and tears.

An Huaize put An An on the sofa, An An refused to obey, ah ah, the father stopped hugging him and cried directly, but An Huai Ze had no time to talk to his son, so he brought a chair over, "Put the person down first. "

It was the dialect here, but An Huaize was not used to adding modal particles like here, and his pronunciation was not very accurate, so it sounded a bit awkward.

The aunt responded and put the little girl on the chair.

An Huaize bent down to take a look. It was bloody and bloody, and he couldn't see clearly. When he looked closer, he found some transparent things, which should be glass. He can deal with trauma.

An Huaize ran upstairs to get the medicine box and came down. There was a lot of noise outside the yard. An Huaize frowned, took out alcohol and dipped cotton on the wound to clean the wound, just touched his face, the little girl was tired from crying, and now it hurts She cried louder, her hands and feet moved wildly, and her face was still desperately avoiding An Huaize's hand.

"Hold her down." An Huaize kept his hands on the back of the little girl's head with one hand to keep her from moving, and continued to wash with the other hand.

Hearing this, he hugged the little girl anxiously, "Mother's darling, don't cry, don't move, ah!"

The little girl was held down, perhaps because she felt more pain and cried louder. An Huaize's ears hurt from the noise, and she looked up at the people who gathered around during the cleaning. An Huaize lowered his face and shouted coldly in a low voice, "Get out!"

Everyone had just followed behind, and the aunts couldn't bear to see this face, so they told An Huaize to be careful not to touch it, An Huaize was irritated by the noise.

A dozen or so people saw An Huaize's downcast face, and walked out awkwardly. They stood outside the main room and looked in. They didn't dare to speak loudly, but they muttered, "This Doctor An doesn't look like anything. Good man, I just scared someone to death."

Many of the people who came to see the excitement were the aunts in the village, who were free after the farm work was done. No, if something happened in the village, they would come and see it.

As soon as the aunts went out, a man ran in, squeezed in front and looked in. There was still cement and some dust on his body, and his dark face was sweating anxiously.

The surrounding area was much cleaner. An Huaize used tweezers to pinch out all the broken glass that could be seen on the little girl's face. For the unseen, An Huaize went upstairs and took a strong flashlight down. When he opened it, "Cover your eyes, Don't hurt your eyes."

"Hey." The aunt followed suit and covered the little girl's eyes.

An Huaize shone the light on the little girl's face, picked out some reflective ones, and some darker ones, An Huaize used tweezers to probe the face a little bit, and found out when encountering hard objects. It took a few times to clean it up.

After cleaning it up, I was afraid of infection, so I rubbed it with alcohol and then bandaged it up. Most of the little girl's face was covered with gauze.

An Huaize didn't know if he was doing the right thing, but he could only do so at the moment.

The weather is hot now, and they are all wearing short sleeves. An Huaize guessed that she fell to the ground. The skin exposed on the little girl's hand has broken glass on one side, and there are more in her palm. An Huaize did the same, picking The eyes are sore to finish.

"Okay, come to me tomorrow to change your dressing. Don't touch the water, and don't touch the wound, just avoid the food." An Huaize tied the knot, straightened up and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

Everyone came over to have a look, and the man ran over directly, "Doctor An, is my daughter okay?"

The man came to their house to do a part-time job. He was still building the wall just now, when he heard someone say that his daughter fell and her face was covered in glass. He sent it to Dr. An, and he ran over directly. The white cloth on the daughter's face and hands, the man was so distressed that he was about to cry.

"It's okay, just pay attention."

Hearing this, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to take An Huaize's hand to express his gratitude, but found that his body was too dirty, so he smiled awkwardly, "Thank you, Doctor An."

An Huaize waved his hand, but my aunt had other worries in her heart.

"My daughter won't have a scar?" The aunt wiped away her tears, and the little girl was crying softly.

An Huaize shook his head, "The wound is deep, there must be a scar."

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ps: ①Good person: Refers to a person with a bad temper.