Fu Huang: Husband, here is a ginseng

"Thank you for your help, big sister." After saying this, Gao Zhijun put her nephew down and handed him over to Liang. She then went to deal with the seriously injured villagers.

Looking at the villagers with protruding bones and missing pieces of flesh, Gao Zhijun frowned. If they wanted to heal quickly, they had to sew the flesh back together.

Now there is no anesthetic, and she is worried that the villagers can't bear it.

"Your injuries are too serious. If you want to get better, the flesh must be sewn up. Now there is no anesthetic, so you can only watch me sew while you are awake. I'm afraid you can't bear the excruciating pain." Gao Zhijun said to Huo Jinqing, and she also expressed the pain she would have to endure.

Huo Jinqing's face and lips turned pale with pain. He held his wife's hand tightly and tried to act normal, not wanting to make her worry and feel uncomfortable.

Mrs. Zhong looked at her husband’s pale face, her heart was bleeding and she felt heartbroken.

Seeing her husband who was holding back the pain in order not to make her worry, she smiled a little, but it was a sad smile, as if she was about to cry.

Huo Jinqing didn't want to make his wife sad, so he endured the pain and comforted her: "My wife, I'm not in pain, it really doesn't hurt at all, don't be sad."

"Okay, it doesn't hurt. I'm not uncomfortable." Zhong didn't want her husband to see her in pain, so she endured it.

"Sister, come on, I'm not afraid of pain." Huo Jinqing said to Gao Zhijun with a smile. She, a girl, is not afraid of pain, so how can a grown man be inferior to her?

Sister? Is this person sick? Is it okay to call someone sister?

What happened today? I met some sick people.

That family recognized their daughter and sister randomly, and this man also recognized his sister randomly. Could it be that everyone in this village is sick and likes to recognize people randomly?

However, my wife's family doesn't seem to be sick. Yes, they have some minor ailments, hidden illnesses that have accumulated over time, but they don't have any serious illnesses.

The villagers in this village don't seem to have any mental problems. They just do some inexplicable things that are really puzzling.

If there is something wrong with the brain, it cannot be seen.

Don’t we also need machines to detect past lives? Without those TCs, ordinary doctors cannot tell whether there is any disease in the brain.

As a mortal, she certainly couldn't tell with her naked eyes whether they had any mental problems or not.

Gao Zhijun raised her brows, thinking about something in confusion.

Seeing that she was lost in thought, Huo Jinqing knew that she was confused by his calling her sister, so he kindly explained, "The man you just saved is my cousin. He is my second aunt's third son. You are my second aunt's goddaughter, so you are naturally my sister."

So that's how it is. No wonder he was mentally ill. It turns out we are a family.

Isn’t it said that if you are not from the same family, you won’t enter the same door?

Birds of a feather flock together.

They are a family, so naturally they are all mentally ill.

Forget it, let them scream if they like. It won’t cost us a single piece of meat anyway, so why take it too seriously?

After thinking it through, Gao Zhijun stopped dwelling on the matter.

She said coldly, "Since you are not afraid of pain, I will start stitching."

Gao Zhijun asked Zhong for an embroidery needle and asked her to stuff a handkerchief into Huo Jinqing's mouth to prevent him from accidentally biting his tongue when the pain was severe.

Use an embroidery needle to sterilize it in fire before starting to sew the meat together.

The needle pierced his flesh, causing Huo Jinqing to grit his teeth in pain. He wanted to scream but couldn't, as a handkerchief was stuffed in his mouth.

His hands were clenched so tightly that veins popped out and his nails dug into his flesh, drawing blood.

Mrs. Zhong stayed by his side, constantly comforting him and giving him strength.

Fortunately, the wound was not big and was sewn up quickly.

A little more medicine powder was sprinkled next to the thread and then wrapped with a cloth strip scalded with boiling water.

After finishing the job, Gao Zhijun was already sweating profusely. She wiped it off casually and went to deal with the next villager.

The villagers who needed stitches were so frightened by the sight of Huo Jinqing's painful expression that their faces turned pale and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

If they had to suffer such pain, they would die willingly.

However, their families did not do as they wished. Not only did they put the handkerchief into their mouths, they also found several young and strong men to help hold their hands and feet so that Gao Zhijun could sew them up.

As a result, when the men saw Gao Zhijun, their bodies trembled uncontrollably with fear.

After helping the seriously injured villagers to sew up their wounds, Gao Zhijun wanted to find some anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing herbs to boil some water for them to drink.

There are many viruses and bacteria in wolf teeth, which can kill people in a moment.

Those villagers who had stitches would have had a high fever, and if they didn't have antipyretics, they would surely die.

"Uncle village head, although these villagers have been bandaged, their injuries are too serious. Moreover, there are too many bacteria in the wolf's teeth. They will definitely get infected and have a high fever tonight. If not treated properly, they will still die." Gao Zhijun found the village head and told her what would happen to the villagers tonight.

After hearing this, the village head and villagers were anxious and frightened. They surrounded Gao Zhijun and asked her what she should do.

The village head asked Gao Zhijun anxiously: "Miss Gao, you are an expert in medicine, you should know what to do, right?"

"Miss Gao, please save my old six!"

"Miss Gao, please save my Dashan!"

"Miss Gao, you have a kind heart, like the reincarnation of Guanyin, please save my Erdan. He is my only son."

"Miss Gao, you are an excellent doctor, you must be able to save my son, right?"

The villagers surrounding Gao Zhijun begged her to save their son and husband.

The Huo family members all looked distraught, especially Huo Jinqian, who saw so many villagers surrounding her, asking her to save their son without giving them any room to object. This was pure moral kidnapping.