I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Wei Miao couldn't hear the discussions outside.

She rushed into the house, ignoring her younger brothers and sisters who were playing around the muddy patio, went into the living room, and climbed up the wooden stairs to the second floor.

Wei Miao pushed open a tightly closed door, and a strong smell of Chinese medicinal soup mixed with blood and rotten meat hit him in the face.

The woman sitting in front of the bed wiping her tears was startled. When she saw it was Wei Miao, she quickly turned her head and wiped her tears. She took a breath and then glared at her.

"You're asking for death, why are you in such a hurry?" Xu Ayu raised his hand to hit his "son".

Wei Miao didn't dodge either. He knew that this grandma was a paper tiger. It wouldn't hurt if he didn't dodge. But if he dodged, it would anger the crazy grandma, who would definitely hit him a few more times to vent her anger.

"Mom, I found the medicine, give it to Dad quickly."

Wei Miao took out the bag that he had been holding tightly in his arms.

Xu Ayu looked at the mud on the bag, and saw the blood beads mixed with mud on Wei Miao's hands, and felt heartbroken.

"Did you fall?" she asked hurriedly, "Does it hurt?"

Wei Miao didn't have time to discuss this with her, and said indifferently:

"Mom, I'm fine. Go get some hot water and a basin."

Xu Ayu glanced at his "son" and hurried out and downstairs, his mind full of thoughts about many things.

Ever since he had a high fever two years ago, Wei Miao has gradually become sensible and wise. They are all busy making a living, but by the time they discovered him, this "son" had already grown into a little adult with his own ideas.

Although he was only a few years old, he worked outside all day to make a living and could contribute one or two dollars every month to supplement the family income.

Although the man got into trouble this time to save her, she couldn't bear to blame him.

If you want to blame someone, blame this chaotic world that leaves no way out for ordinary people.

Xu Ayu quickly brought the hot water and basin.

She saw Wei Miao wash the blood and mud off his hands in the water, and the large abrasions on his arms were clearly visible.

Xu Ayu opened his mouth to scold her for being rash, but his lips moved and no words came out.

Wei Miao moved quickly and without any expression on his little face.

"Does it hurt?" she asked anxiously.

Wei Miao forced out a clean smile, with dimples faintly visible, "Mom, what's the big deal about the fight? Dad's wound is the most important."

Hearing her say this, Xu Ayu remembered that his "son" had just said that he had found medicine to save the man.

She was about to ask when she saw Wei Miao already starting to move skillfully.

Wei Miao wiped his hands clean, took out alcohol and gauze from his medicine bag, and finally set his eyes on the five small yellow boxes.

"Mom, please cut the gauze off Dad's belly."

Wei Miao looked at the man lying on the hospital bed.

Wei Ada's face, which used to be healthy, was now pale, and his thick lips were covered with dead skin and cracks, and were also completely bloodless.

The usually tall and strong man now lies on the bed with sunken eye sockets, looking like a small ball.

The gauze wrapped around Wei'a's belly smelled of rotten meat.

Human life is so fragile. This is Wei Miao's biggest feeling after being a human for two years.

Since Wei Miao came to this world, he has not had a good impression of the father of this body.

He appears to be honest and simple on the outside, but yells at his wife and children, and can even get violent when he gets angry.

She treats her three sisters in the same way, but treats her uncle's two sons as treasures.

All the delicious and useful things are given to them first, and their sisters come after them.

But what happened the day before made her feel ashamed of her narrow-mindedness, and also gave her a deeper understanding of the complexity of human emotions.

"Click. Click." The sound of scissors cutting the gauze brought Wei Miao back to his senses, and his eyes fell on the woman who was concentrating on her work.

Xu Ayu's ancestors were cooks. Although her father learned to smoke opium and did not inherit the family craft, she learned it from her grandfather.

She was not afraid of killing fish or chopping chicken. She used a pair of scissors disinfected with alcohol to cut open the blood-soaked gauze on her man's belly, revealing the blurry wound.

Pus and necrotic flesh are visible to the naked eye at the suture site of the wound.

"A Miao, what's next?" Xu Ayu said through gritted teeth.

Wei Miao had an injury on her hand, and she was afraid that Wei Ada would be infected again, so she didn't do it herself.

"Mom, please wipe the basin carefully again with alcohol."

Xu Ayu listened to her "son's" calm and steady voice, and her heart gradually calmed down. She quickly turned around and tried to operate the thing she said.

She didn't have time to think about where her "son" got the medicine from, or whether these medicines were effective.

In the current situation, we can only try our best to save the situation.

At this time, Wei Miao regretted that he came here just for the novelty of being a human for the first time, running around every day to fill his stomach, and not working hard to learn something useful, such as:

Medicine or pharmaceuticals.

After Xu Ayu cleaned Wei's father's wound, she opened the most important medicine this time - sulfa.

"Just pull this open and sprinkle the powder around my father's wound."

After Wei Ada was sent to the hospital, the hospital initially refused to admit him. It was only after Wu Ziyang, who had become a patrol officer, stepped in and paid the hospital fees that the hospital performed emergency treatment, removed the bullet from his stomach, and bandaged and sutured him.

The doctor said that although the internal organs were not injured, the person would not survive if the wound became infected.

After observing the patient in the hospital for a day, seeing that the patient still had a high fever and could not afford the medical expenses, we directly advised him to be discharged.

By the time Xu Ayu wrapped Wei Ada's wound with new gauze, she was already sweating profusely, with her hair sticking to her neck, making her feel very uncomfortable.

She didn't care at all, and looked at Wei Miao expectantly. The impetuous old woman in the past now stammered:

"Ah Miao, is this all right?"

Wei Miao was not sure whether this anti-inflammatory drug that she had never heard of could really have miraculous effects.

"Mom, you go take care of my brothers and sisters, and I will take care of Dad." Wei Miao said.

Xu Ayu opened his mouth to say something when he heard the sound of a child crying from the patio outside.

Xu Ayu did not hesitate and went out with the basin and kettle. After the "thump thump thump" sound of footsteps going down the stairs ended, her somewhat irritable scolding voice was heard from the yard, and finally silence fell.

Wei Miao dipped chopsticks in water and dripped it on Wei Ada's dry lips. He pinched his mouth open and fed him two sulfa pills from his hand.

"Dad, take the medicine. I hope you can make it."

After she finished speaking, she gently pulled up the thin blanket to cover him. She relaxed completely and then she felt a pain in her arm like a needle prickling her.

Feeling her stomach rumbling, her delicate little brows furrowed. The human body really can't stand hunger.

After saying that, she touched her shriveled belly with her uninjured hand. Looking at the man who was only in his early thirties but had gray hair at the temples, she felt like her heart was blocked by a ball of cotton.

uncomfortable.

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In order to make everyone feel involved, I will insert pictures in the book~~~