Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Jiang Jiyun, who was about to pinch some more pills, felt his heart tighten when he heard his uncle's words.

She hurriedly stopped what she was doing and turned to look at her brother's face.

This sight frightened her greatly. Jiang Jiyuan's face had changed from the initial slight red to scarlet, and the color was still getting darker, as if it was about to bleed.

Jiang Jiyun's face turned pale in an instant. She didn't care about anything else. She rushed to the bedside and stretched out her hand tremblingly, wanting to take Jiang Jiyuan's pulse.

After feeling Jiang Jiyuan's rapidly beating pulse, her heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and she was so scared that she could hear the sound of her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

Her hands began to tremble, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and various terrible consequences kept flashing through her mind.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and then quickly took out one ice pack after another from the space.

She placed ice packs on her brother, hoping to relieve his condition by lowering his temperature.

Jiang Wenming quickly undressed Jiang Jiyuan and undressed him to cool him down.

When she saw her brother's burned red skin, the fear in her heart became stronger.

Jiang Wenming couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This...this...this won't turn him into a fool, right? How will he explain this to his niece-in-law when he gets home?"

Jiang Jiyun, standing by, was equally worried. While helping to cool Jiang Jiyuan's fever with an ice pack, she said anxiously, "What should we do? He looks so weak that he can't take the supplements. I don't know if he'll have any sequelae. That little bit of medicine is so effective."

Jiang Jiyun's heart became more and more panicked. She felt that her brother's breathing became a little difficult.

Just then, a female nurse came over and saw the two busy people.

The nurse came closer curiously. When she saw Jiang Jiyuan's red face, she turned pale with fear and screamed, "Doctor Ning... Doctor Ning... something happened..."

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard hurried footsteps, and several doctors in blood-stained white coats ran over.

They quickly gathered around Jiang Jiyuan's bed and began to nervously check his physical condition.

Jiang Jiyun and Jiang Wenming were pushed aside. They stood quietly and obediently by the wall, their eyes fixed on the doctors who were busy examining them.

"What kind of tonic did you give him?" After finishing the examination, Dr. Ning looked at the two people, one big and one small, with dissatisfaction on his face, and there was a hint of blame in his tone.

Jiang Jiyun was like a child who had done something wrong, with his head down and no words spoken, just like a frightened quail.

Jiang Wenming wanted to explain, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Dr. Ning's rapid-fire words.

"Why are you looking after a child?" Doctor Ning glared at Jiang Wenming in dissatisfaction.

"You don't want to put the blame on the child, do you?" Dr. Ning's voice became increasingly stern. He obviously thought Jiang Wenming was trying to evade responsibility.

Jiang Wenming was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to respond to Dr. Ning's questioning.

Just as he was about to explain, Dr. Ning suddenly found that his eyes fell on Jiang Jiyun, who was shrinking his head next to him, which made her even angrier.

"How dare you look at the child?" Doctor Ning pointed at Jiang Wenming angrily. "What on earth did you feed him? How could you make him so strong? Aren't you afraid that he might be too weak to take it?"

Faced with Dr. Ning's accusations, Jiang Wenming felt he had nowhere to escape.

He sighed helplessly, and finally chose to endure it silently. "I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Another young doctor asked, "What on earth did you feed him? How did he become so full of health?"

Jiang Wenming secretly groaned in his heart, he himself didn't know how to answer this question!

Just as he was racking his brains for an answer, he suddenly felt something being stuffed into his hands behind his back. He subconsciously took it out to see what it was.

"My mother-in-law!"

“Is that a big carrot?”

"What big radish? Why don't you say dried radish? That's ginseng!"

"Is there really such a big ginseng? Is this true?"

……

Jiang Wenming opened his eyes wide, staring at the processed but still huge ginseng in his hand, and the tension in his heart surged up to his throat like a tide.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something when suddenly, a scream came from behind Dr. Ning.

"Oh my, you little brat, you are going to ruin this good thing!" Along with the scream, an old man rushed out like a whirlwind. He took two steps at a time and quickly snatched the still plump ginseng from Jiang Wenming's hand.

The old man looked at the ginseng in his hand with distress, muttering to himself, "What a waste of natural resources! How can such a good thing be wasted like this? Let me see..."

Jiang Wenming stood aside, feeling a little overwhelmed. He watched the old man touching and looking at the ginseng, muttering to himself, and felt a little uneasy.

After a while, the old man suddenly exclaimed again: "Wow, this is the first time I've seen a thousand-year-old ginseng in my life! This is definitely a treasure that is over a thousand years old!"

His voice was full of amazement and excitement, and his hands were trembling slightly with excitement.

Seeing this, Dr. Ning quickly reached out to support the old man and said with concern: "Teacher, please be careful."

The old man seemed to have not heard what Doctor Ning said at all. His eyes were still fixed on the ginseng, and he muttered to himself, "This...this..."

He leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to say something to Jiang Wenming, but because he was too excited, his words became intermittent and difficult to form sentences.

"What should I do with my brother now? As long as you can ensure my brother's safety, this ginseng will belong to you!" Jiang Jiyun ran to Jiang Jiyuan anxiously, quickly took off the almost dry towel on his forehead, and replaced it with a new wet towel.

"This ginseng is so rare, I'd better leave it to you for future life-saving use. I can't afford it. However, I can help you cut it into slices and preserve it, so that its medicinal effect can be better exerted. I just wonder if you can leave one or two slices for me, an old man?" The old man stared at the ginseng, his eyes almost glued to it.

Seeing this, Dr. Ning hurriedly urged the old man to save the man. After all, time was running out. If he delayed any further, he was really worried that Jiang Jiyuan would be burned to death by the high temperature.

Just when everyone was extremely anxious, the old man suddenly became serious.

He first ordered others to strip Jiang Jiyuan of all his clothes, leaving only his underpants, and then he picked up the silver needles and inserted them into Jiang Jiyuan's body one by one.

Jiang Jiyun stared at the old man's every move without blinking, afraid of missing any details.

She watched the old man's acupuncture techniques intently, trying to remember the order and strength of the acupuncture points.