At the beginning of the year of famine, the lucky girl of the farm family used cheats to support the

Zhao Xiuer quickly took her to the innermost room, and the whole family gathered inside nervously.

Fubao pushed through the crowd and walked to the front, only then could he see clearly the face of the person lying on the bed.

Li Shuheng's face was covered in blood, and there was a long cut on his chest, with blood gushing out. Zhou Qiaoping almost cried to death, and tried desperately to hold a clean cloth to press on the wound. But the wound was too deep, so it was useless.

Li Huaiqing handed her the wet cloth with trembling hands, his eyes were red, and his usually dark and red face had turned a completely bluish white.

Fubao: "Why don't you call a doctor!" The blood outside has dried up, and it looks like it has been there for a while. If the bleeding doesn't stop, how long can the person last?

Li Shuheng actually slowly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't invite you. I can't let anyone...know."

As Fubao spoke, he prepared the necessary things. In the blink of an eye, he had threaded the needle and threaded it, and disinfected it over white wine and fire.

Zhou Qiaoping couldn't stop crying and sobbed on the edge of the bed.

Fu Bao glanced at Li Shuangrong who was standing beside the bed and said, "Dad, help grandma out...all of you go out. I can't concentrate if you keep surrounding me here."

Li Shuangrong hurriedly took the person away, and everyone in the room left, leaving only Chongming waiting by the side: "Little sister, you sew, I'll help you."

Fu Bao didn't bother to say more. He took a pair of scissors and cut open the clothes of the almost unconscious person on the bed. He said, "Okay, if you can't stand it anymore, just get out."

After saying that, he directly lit the Atractylodes lancea, and in the smoke, he took out alcohol from the space. This alcohol was extracted by a special method and just came in handy.

Without hesitation, she poured the alcohol on Li Shuheng's wound.

Li Shuheng was about to lose consciousness completely. Stimulated by the alcohol, he cried out in pain: "Ah——"

The man struggled violently because of the pain. Fubao looked at Chongming and said, "Hold him down."

Upon hearing this, Li Chongming jumped directly onto the bed and held down his arms and shoulders.

Fubao held the needle over the fire and heated it. The slightly hot needle tip pierced through the flesh. Li Shuheng struggled, veins bulging.

Li Chongming couldn't bear to watch it, so he closed his eyes tightly, fearing that he would vomit if he wasn't careful. Fubao was sweating profusely after sewing one-third of the wound, which was several dozen centimeters long.

Zhao Xiuer, who came in at some point, wiped the sweat that was about to drip into her eyes with concern and comforted her, "It's okay, take your time. If you can't sew anymore, mother will do it for you."

She learned this suturing technique from a book, and practiced it bit by bit on various fruits and meats. It is very complicated for those who have not learned it.

Actually sewing stitches on a person's body is much more difficult than practicing. Her hands were weak and numb at this time.

Zhao Xiuer stopped her at the right time and said, "Okay, come here, mother, you can continue sewing when we finish."

Fubao handed the needle over. The strange thing was that Zhao Xiuer had never learned her needlework at all, but after just looking at it for a few times, she sewed almost exactly the same as hers.

After a while, the wound was sutured. Fubao applied hemostatic powder and bandaged it carefully before leaving.

Zhou Qiaoping and Li Huaiqing waited at the door. When Fubao came out, he said almost exhausted, "It's fine for now. I might have a fever at night. I'll prepare two doses of medicine first."

Zhou Qiaoping wiped her sweat with concern and said, "Why are you so tired? Take a rest quickly. Write down the prescription and ask your father to get it."

Fu Bao shook his head and said, "Since my uncle is afraid of being discovered, he can't go out to get medicine. I'm fine, just a little tired. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Li Huaiqing ran over and poured a glass of water to Fubao's mouth, saying distressedly, "Hurry up and drink a couple of sips. Your lips are turning white."

Fubao smiled and drank the tea, then went to prepare medicine. Chongming came running over and said anxiously, "My uncle is leaving."

Fu Bao frowned and said almost subconsciously: "Nonsense."

But then she thought that Li Shuheng must have his own reasons. So she picked up her skirt and ran into the inner room. She was already fully awake. Fubao was a little surprised. It was the first time she had seen someone regain consciousness so quickly.

Li Shuheng's lips were cracked and his whole face was pale. Perhaps the wound was torn, and the bandage on his chest was bleeding.

Fubao: "Uncle, where are you going?"

Li Shuheng was surprised by her change, but it seemed that Xiaoshui had told him about it, so it was only a moment. He turned his head slightly to look at Fubao's face and said, "Someone is chasing me. What if it affects my family? Then..."

Fubao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She thought that even after all this, her uncle still wanted to return to the barracks.

Li Shuheng: "This group of people have strong tracking ability, but because there are too many people in Yuzhou City, they are afraid of alerting the enemy. When I got rid of them, I was nearby. If I continue to stay here, I will definitely be discovered."

Fu Bao frowned: "They still dare to kill people in the city?"

Li Shuheng smiled bitterly: "In their eyes, the common people are not human beings. The reason I was able to escape today is only because they were afraid of attracting the attention of the government."

Fubao: "Then I'll report to the police now."

Li Shuheng shook his head: "I'm afraid they are already waiting at the gate of the government office."

Fubao: "When are you leaving?"

Li Shuheng: "The sooner the better. Tonight... I have to go."

Fu Bao: "Your injury won't go far." Suddenly, Fu Zhixin said, "Uncle, I understand. I'll take you somewhere tonight."

As soon as it got dark, the carriage was ready.

Li Huaiqing asked from behind them: "Is that place reliable? Will we be discovered?"

Fu Bao: "Apart from my broker, no one knows about my new rental house. If I move there secretly, no one will notice. There are many important people in the south of the city. If there are thieves, it will be much safer than here."

The family knew that her consideration was correct, but they were somewhat worried that only Li Chongwang, Li Chongming and Fubao would accompany Li Shuheng to the south of the city.

Fu Bao: "You better clean up the blood quickly. When I come back, I can smell the blood as soon as I walk into our house. If they come looking for someone, they will definitely find it."

Li Huaiqing nodded quickly: "Don't worry, we will clean it now."

Fubao gave a few instructions and they set off.

Under the cover of night, the inconspicuous half-grown children did not attract anyone's attention. Fu Bao deliberately went to the shops on both sides to take a look before taking a detour to the alley.

It was not until midnight that everything was settled.

Fubao was fiddling with something at the door. Li Chongwang came running over: "Little sister, go check it out. Uncle is delirious with fever."

Fubao immediately stood up to check, handed the medicine to Chongwang and said, "There is a medicine jar in the kitchen, boil the medicine and feed it to my uncle."

Li Shuheng was completely unconscious at this time, and he shouted loudly: "Zheng Hesong! You still have a way out!"

After a while, he muttered quietly: "The clothes and quilts are so thin, how can the soldiers fight in winter?"

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During the night, Li Chongwang fed him medicine three times, and it was not until dawn that Li Shuheng slowly woke up.