With Pinxixi in hand, I have a supermarket in the Changzheng!

The sun shone on the winding path, and the comrades' hurried footsteps raised a little dust.

Although the journey from the base to Uncle Dong's house was not far, it made everyone anxious.

More than an hour later, the adobe house finally appeared in front of us.

Brother Dong took a few quick steps, pointed at the house in front of him, and said with a hint of simple apology.

"This is my home. It's not very spacious, so please make do with it. If you need anything, just let me know."

Everyone looked at the house. Although the adobe walls were a bit mottled and worn, they were kept clean and tidy.

In this operation, all comrades from the base area came, except for the elderly, the weak, women and children who had difficulty moving.

This house is of course not big enough to accommodate a hundred or eighty people, but it is midsummer, so even if you sleep on the floor, you don't have to worry about catching a cold.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw a group of villagers gathered there.

The women sobbed quietly, and the children were so frightened by the tense atmosphere that they dared not cry loudly and just clung to the corners of the adults' clothes tightly.

A gray-haired lady wiped her tears and said in a trembling voice.

"Alas! We finally had a few days of peace, but how come the enemy shows up again!"

The sister-in-law next to her spoke up, her eyes full of heartache and worry.

"That's right. Erwa was such a good kid! But he was shot in the thigh by that damn bullet. He bled a lot and there's no telling when he'll recover."

A young daughter-in-law had a terrified look on her face and her voice was filled with tears.

"I think we can't go to the back mountain anymore. It's too dangerous! I'm afraid those enemies will run down from the mountain one day and cause trouble to our village. What should we do?"

"Ah? No way? Then what should we do!"

Everyone was talking at once, and panic was spreading like a tide.

Zhao Dashan walked forward with a firm look in his eyes, comforting the villagers.

"Don't be afraid, we are here to deal with these enemies and won't let them hurt you again!"

Lin Hai was also standing nearby, speaking loudly.

"Fellow villagers, we have brought enough weapons and manpower this time. We will definitely wipe out those enemies and bring peace to everyone!"

After hearing these words, the villagers gradually saw a glimmer of hope in their eyes, but their worries were still not completely dissipated.

As soon as Zhou Yue stepped into the house, his eyes immediately fell on the two injured villagers.

She frowned slightly, turned around and whispered to her younger brother Zhou Xing beside her.

"Axing, bring the medicine box over, let's go in and take a look!"

Zhou Xing quickly brought the medicine box and they both walked to the bedside.

I saw a young man with a pale face and a bloody white cloth wrapped around his thigh.

The middle-aged man next to him had an injured arm and closed his eyes in pain.

Uncle Dong stood aside with a worried look on his face, while a doctor in his fifties with a goatee was packing his medicine box.

From the simple medical box and the way of using medicines, one can tell that it is the method of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The doctor straightened up and twirled his beard.

"It took a lot of trouble to get the bullet out. I'll prescribe some medicine for them to drink later. As long as they don't get infected, they'll be fine. But if they do get infected, we have limited conditions in the mountains, so we'll have to find a Western doctor!"

Uncle Dong nodded repeatedly and reached out to take the herbs to boil them.

Zhou Yue was quick to take the herbs first, looking at Uncle Dong's tired face, and spoke softly.

"Uncle Dong, you've been busy all day. Let us make the medicine. You take a rest first. We'll help you if you need anything!"

Uncle Dong wanted to refuse, but Zhou Yue's firm gaze stopped him from speaking, so he could only force a smile and speak.

"Okay, thank you."

Zhou Yue took the medicine and went straight to the kitchen. She knew that in this era of shortage of medical care and medicine, the anti-infection effect of these traditional Chinese medicines alone was really limited.

She closed the door gently, squatted in front of the stove, and carefully took out the antibiotics from the system space.

After the medicine is boiled, pour it into a bowl and let it cool to warm, then add the antibiotics.