After being replaced, she changed from a miserable daughter-in-law to a lucky wife

The only things that can save him now are the interstellar treatment cabin and the treatment gun. The last time he used the disposable treatment gun, it cost him a wild boar.

I don’t know what I’ll need to exchange it for this time. It may not be easy to save his life.

Xia Wanniang used a silver needle to stabilize his condition first, then glanced at the three children and said, "Please keep an eye on him for a while. If anything goes wrong, come and call me immediately."

When the three children saw her covering Huang Yu with a quilt, they hurried to Aunt Xiao's room.

Aunt Xiao was applying medicine to Huang, and when she saw her come in, she stopped what she was doing.

Huang saw that she didn't care whether her clothes were neatly dressed or not. She took Xia Wanniang's hand and asked anxiously, "Sister, how is my son?"

"The situation is not good. Two ribs are broken, the arm is fractured, and the internal organs are damaged. The injuries are very serious." Xia Wanniang's voice was calm.

Huang fell to the ground when she heard this, tears streaming down her face: "It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of him. I shouldn't have given birth to him and let him suffer with me."

Aunt Xiao looked at Xia Wanniang and asked, "Is there still hope?"

"Yes, it will cost a lot of money." Xia Wanniang didn't want Huang to think that saving her son would be easy.

When Huang heard this, she knelt on the ground and looked up at Xia Wanniang: "Sister, I beg you to save him."

Xia Wanniang looked down at Huang: "You also heard that saving him will cost a lot of money."

Huang quickly picked up the old clothes she had just taken off and frantically rummaged through the inner layer. After a while, she handed a few copper coins to her with a pair of hands covered with chilblains and calluses.

"I know this money is not enough, but I can make money, I..." Huang didn't know what to say, her tone was full of stammering and anxiety.

Xia Wanniang looked at the wounds on her body and thought of how she had protected Huang Yu tightly under her body: "One hundred taels of silver, if it's not enough, I can owe you the money, but you have to write me an IOU."

She paused and said, "If you don't want to save him, it doesn't matter. After all, this is not a small amount of money..."

"I owe it. Could you please help me write an IOU, Aunt Xiao?" Huang spoke without waiting for her to speak, her eyes full of determination.

Aunt Xiao looked at Xia Wanniang and saw her nod. Then she wrote an IOU for one hundred taels, but the interest was not mentioned on it.

Huang, who was illiterate, pressed her handprint on it: "Please save my son."

Xia Wanniang: "To save your son, go do a few things now. Buy all the chickens, ducks, geese and pigs you can find in the village, and do it quickly."

Before Huang could react, a fifty-liang silver note was stuffed into her hand: "I, I'll go now." After saying that, she ran out without even putting on her clothes.

"Wait a minute, put on your clothes." Aunt Xiao quickly handed her the clothes.

Huang looked at her gratefully, grabbed her clothes and ran away.

Aunt Xiao saw the person running out of the courtyard and then looked at her: "Can the child be saved?"

"As long as there are enough supplies, there won't be any problem." Xia Wanniang remained calm.

It’s not that she didn’t think about exchanging, but it took too much time to do so, so it would be better to buy it from the village.

Now it all depends on how much Huang can buy. If more things are purchased, the healing cabin will naturally recover better than the healing gun. If less is purchased, the recovery will be slower.

Aunt Xiao: "Why don't we sell her the chickens, ducks and rabbits in the backyard as well."

Xia Wanniang smiled and nodded: "Okay. I'll go see the child first."

Aunt Xiao nodded: "Go ahead."

When Xia Wanniang came back, the three children were still staring at Huang Yu without blinking, fearing that something might go wrong with him.

She touched Xiao Zimu's head and said, "Zimu, it's time to put on the cloth strip."

Xiao Zimu nodded, handed the cloth strip to Xiao Zilin, and asked him to help him put it on.

Xiao Zilin took the cloth strip and tied it around his eyes. His hands were still not strong enough and his arms felt sore after being raised for too long.

Xia Wanniang thought for a moment, then took out a set of carving knives and a few pieces of wood from the space: "Zilin, from now on, you should learn to carve something every day to practice your hand and wrist strength."