His predecessor failed

At this time, Su Zhuzhu was bandaging the wound of a child named Peng Pingan at the Youth League Institute.

The child is only eleven or twelve years old. His parents passed away two years ago, and he lives with his grandmother in a small mud house at the end of the village.

Children of the poor have to grow up early. Grandma Peng was old and had poor eyesight. Peng Ping'an had a strong sense of self-esteem. After his parents died, he dropped out of school. In order to earn more work points to support himself and his grandmother, he followed the adults to the fields to harvest rice with sickles. He was too thin and weak to have enough strength. When he pulled the sickle down, he cut a long wound on his left hand, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Everyone hurriedly picked up a handful of hemostatic grass by the canal, crushed it and applied it to stop the bleeding, but they were still worried about the wound being so big, and the blood continued to drip down. No matter how the team members tried to persuade Peng Ping'an, he refused to go to the village clinic and just kept his head down and said nothing.

Everyone knew that the child was afraid of spending money. He had to spend every penny carefully, and he didn't even have enough patches on his body, so how could he have extra money to go to the clinic? Medicine was not cheap these days.

Su Zhuzhu, who came over to watch the fun, couldn't bear it, so she said she had medicine to treat the wound and asked Peng Pingan to go with her to the Youth League Institute.

Peng Ping'an looked up at the incredibly beautiful educated youth sister in front of him and opened his mouth but didn't move.

"No need to spend money. Someone in my sister's family is a doctor and has learned a little bit since childhood. She is confident that she can treat your wound. Besides, I have been here for so long, and some of the medicines are about to expire. It would be a waste if they are not used. You don't have to worry too much."

In the end, Su Zhuzhu successfully brought Peng Pingan back to the Youth League Institute. Liu Yuanyuan wanted to go back with him, but was rejected by Su Zhuzhu.

After returning to the Youth Institute, Su Zhuzhu poured out the water from the thermos and let it cool down. She used the excuse of going to the backyard to take out disinfectant, gauze, hemostatics and anti-inflammatory drugs from the space. She asked Peng Ping'an to sit in the yard, removed the herbs first, carefully cleaned the wound and disinfected it, sprinkled the powder on it, wrapped it with gauze, and tied a beautiful bow. Finally, she carefully told the little guy how to take the anti-inflammatory drugs, and asked him to repeat it again. After confirming that there was no problem, she stuffed it with a bag of red dates and asked him to go back and have a good rest and come back tomorrow to change the medicine.

"Thank you, sister." The skinny Peng Ping'an touched the bandaged wound and gently thanked Su Zhuzhu.

After packing up, Su Zhuzhu looked up and saw the child being cautious. She smiled, took out a White Rabbit milk candy from her pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into Peng Ping'an's mouth.

The sweet taste of milk filled Peng Ping'an's mouth. It was a taste he had never tasted before. Tears quickly welled up in his eyes. Afraid of being laughed at by Su Zhuzhu, he said goodbye to her incoherently and ran away.

When collecting firewood after dinner, everyone mentioned Peng Ping'an again, saying what a pity this child was, because his academic performance was among the best in the grade and he was also very hardworking. He used to come to the Youth League Institute to ask questions to everyone, but he never came again after he dropped out of school.

Su Zhuzhu and Liu Yuanyuan stood by the path, busy pulling wild grape vines and picking a large basket of wild grapes. The small black wild grapes hung on the vines in small bunches, and they tasted sweet when they were bitten.

Zheng Qiwen looked back worriedly, and seeing the two girls having a lot of fun, he smiled helplessly. After confirming that there were no safety hazards, he turned around and started to bundle firewood.

Every time they went out to collect firewood, they acted like they were on an autumn outing, asking the team members what delicious and fun things there were on the mountain. As for firewood, Zheng Qiwen and Lin Jiaguo would help them bundle it up and carry it down the mountain without them having to tell them. Anyway, they would bring them some delicious food from time to time.

Of course, Wang Xiaojun would not be left behind every time. Everyone knew that Wang Xiaojun was weak, so he was not allowed to help with heavy work. Wang Xiaojun was not shy either. He ate together and worked together. He always found ways to help.

Su Zhuzhu once again felt that she had not made a mistake in choosing the right people. The members of this small team that she had unilaterally put together all had good character and no one was shy, although now she was the only one who recognized this team.

Three days later, Xiao Ping'an's wound began to scab over. Su Zhuzhu gave him a tube of ointment and told him to apply it himself and to pay attention to the hygiene of the wound.