Fast-forward to the era of cannon fodder

After a pause, Director Liu continued, "I don't know what kind of luck San'er has had in the past two years. Why is he so unlucky? He was harassed by a crazy woman before and was almost cheated by her. Fortunately, Yuanchun was smart and saved him. I thought his bad luck was over, but I didn't expect that a bigger one would come. He almost lost his life. Sigh..."

Director Yun also sighed for his youngest son's luck, "Luckily we bought the salary quota from Yuanchun. If we had sent him to the countryside, who knows what would have happened."

Director Liu nodded, agreeing with her husband.

She murmured, "What do you think? Should we find him a wife and hold a wedding to ward off the bad luck?"

In the past, Director Liu was very superstitious. Whenever she encountered something unpleasant, she liked to go to the temple to pray. Although superstition is not allowed now, how could she just give up the hobby that was engraved in her bones?

But I don’t dare to believe it openly.

But deep down, she still believed it.

Believe it or not.

Director Yun glanced at her and warned her, "What do you mean by rush? Don't talk nonsense. Be careful that the walls may have ears."

"I know. I didn't speak loudly."

Director Liu sighed again.

At this time, Yuanchun knocked on the door and came in.

"Uncle Yun, Aunt Yun, I heard from Xiaolei that Xiaoqian's hand was injured, so I came to see him." As he said this, he placed the gifts he had brought on the small table.

Director Liu said, "You came as you please. Why did you bring so many expensive things? You don't have a job now, so you should save the little money you have to raise Doudou. Don't spend it carelessly. You can take this malted milk and canned food back to eat by yourself later. You are feeding Doudou now, so don't be reluctant to eat it."

The caring words warmed Yuanchun's heart, "Aunt Yun, I still have a lot at home. I haven't finished the supplements everyone sent me during my confinement."

"Okay, then let Xiao Qian help you eat something."

There was only one stool in the ward, and Aunt Yun asked Yuanchun to sit down. Yuanchun was the younger generation, so it didn't make sense for her to sit while the elders were standing.

She said, "Aunt, please sit down. Brother Qian hasn't woken up yet. I'll just take a look and leave. Doudou hasn't seen me for a long time, and I'm worried that she will make a fuss."

"Then go home quickly and don't let Doudou cry." Aunt Yun said anxiously.

Of course Yuanchun would not just leave like that. She came to see the wounded. She asked about Yun Xiaoqian's injury with concern. When she learned that his right hand would be half useless, she felt a little distressed, "Aunt, will Xiaoqian be able to write in the future?"

"I don't know. The doctor said that we can only know everything after Xiao Qian's hand injury heals."

At present, the doctor cannot say specifically to what extent Yun Xiaoqian's hand can be treated.

Yuanchun stayed for a while, comforted Aunt Yun, and then left.

When she got home, Yun Xiaolei asked anxiously, "Sister Yuanchun, how is my third cousin?"

"The operation is completed. More than thirty stitches were needed. The patient was still unconscious when I went there. I will go to check on him tomorrow." Yuanchun was a little worried.

Today, the old couple of the Yun family were both around, so she didn't have the chance to feed Yun Xiaoqian the rejuvenation pill. She would look for an opportunity tomorrow.

The next day, after breakfast, Yuanchun put the child in a specially made backpack, rode her bicycle, and went to the hospital.

Last night, Yun Xiaoqian had a high fever and stayed up all night. He became confused and kept talking nonsense. His temperature wouldn't go down. Aunt Yun, who was so distressed, cried several times.

This morning, Yun Xiaoqian woke up just as Aunt Yun finished her meal.