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

Jiang Jiyun's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw Peng Yongyan take the initiative to support Yan Wen.

She thought to herself, if she could save Yan Wen, would there be further development between her and Peng Yongyan?

Peng Yongyan carefully helped Yan Wen sit down on the stone, then turned around and wanted to ask Jiang Jiyun to see if there was any way to treat Yan Wen.

However, when his eyes fell on Jiang Jiyun, he saw a face full of smiles, as if thinking about something good.

Seeing her like that, Peng Yongyan quickly shouted, "Xiaoyun, come over and see Comrade Yan! She's vomiting blood!"

This shout woke Jiang Jiyun up from her dream. She turned around quickly and ran to Yan Wen.

Jiang Jiyun saw that Yan Wen's face was as pale as paper with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. His heart sank and he continued to take her pulse.

"She was too emotional, and the depression in her heart dissipated a little, and what she vomited out was the blood stasis in her body." Jiang Jiyun said to them after taking her pulse.

Yan Wen looked at the tent in the distance, where Liu Chun's screams could be heard. She gritted her teeth and said, "I won't die for the time being, and I can't die now. I still have things to do."

Jiang Jiyun asked with concern: "Sister Yan, how do you feel? If there is a chance of treatment, would you still want to continue living?"

Yan Wen shook her head slowly, her eyes dim and lifeless, as if she had lost all her vitality.

She said in a weak voice: "My body has been ruined by the devils, and now I look like neither human nor ghost. As long as I can avenge my sin, I will die without regrets!"

Jiang Jiyun looked at Yan Wen's haggard face and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

She said softly, "But, Sister Yan, it wasn't just Liu Chun who killed your entire family and harmed you. There were so many devils as well! Are you really willing to give up your life so easily?"

Yan Wen's eyes instantly became moist, and tears welled up in her bloodshot eyes.

She bit her lips tightly, trying hard not to let the tears flow, but the resentment and resentment in her heart surged like a tide.

Of course she was unwilling to die like this. She still had too much revenge to avenge and too much hatred to vent.

However, she was very clear about her physical condition. The injuries she suffered were too severe and she was afraid that she would not be able to hold on until the day of revenge.

Jiang Jiyun sat down on the ground in front of Yan Wen without any hesitation, then raised his head and looked at Yan Wen with clear and firm eyes.

She said seriously, "As long as you want to live, I can save you. Not only are your lungs and internal organs injured, but your injuries have worsened because you haven't rested properly."

"Also, your burns weren't treated promptly, causing a fire poison in your body. That's why you're feeling a severe burning sensation. I'm sure you have a strong endurance, but you've managed to endure it until now. These are just minor issues for me."

Yan Wen looked at the little child in front of her with some surprise. She originally thought that the other party was just comforting her, but when she saw the extremely serious expression on Jiang Jiyun's young face, a glimmer of hope surged in her heart.

So she turned to look at Peng Yongyan next to her, as if wanting to get some confirmation from him.

At this time, Jiang Wenming walked over. He saw that his little niece was sitting on the ground as usual, so he immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hand and picked up Jiang Jiyun.

Jiang Wenming said to Jiang Jiyun with a serious face: "Xiaoyun, we are girls. We should pay attention to our image and not sit on the ground all the time."

Jiang Jiyun ignored her uncle's words. She struggled to break free from Jiang Wenming's hand, and then with a "thump", she sat down steadily on Jiang Wenming's feet.

Then, she continued to analyze her condition with Yan Wen with great interest, with no intention of being interrupted at all.

In this way, the three adults present - Yan Wen, Peng Yongyan and Jiang Wenming, all stood quietly by, listening to the chattering of the little child, and no one interrupted her.

Jiang Wenming opened the lid of the kettle on his back and put the mouth of the kettle to his little niece's lips.

Jiang Jiyun, who was speaking eloquently, suddenly noticed the kettle at her mouth. Without hesitation, she took the kettle from her uncle's hand, tilted her head back and drank from it in big gulps.

After drinking the water, Jiang Jiyun seemed unaffected. She continued to tell Yan Wen about the treatment process in a clear and firm voice.

At this moment, a dull "thump" sound suddenly rang out. When Yan Wen heard that the pain on her body could be healed, her body trembled violently, and then she knelt down straight in front of Jiang Jiyun.

This sudden action shocked everyone present, and Jiang Wenming was even more frightened. He hurriedly hugged Jiang Jiyun and stepped back quickly, fearing that the child's life would be shortened.

Seeing this, Peng Yongyan hurried forward to help Yan Wen up, his voice revealing a hint of anxiety: "Comrade Yan, get up quickly, you will scare the child."

However, Yan Wen seemed to have not heard his words at all. She was still kneeling on the ground, staring straight at Jiang Jiyun.

Jiang Wenming quickly pulled out two transparent pills from his pocket and handed them to Peng Yongyan. "First, save her life. The scars on her face and body require surgery, but the conditions here don't allow it right now. We'll talk about it later."

Yan Wen's gaze followed the two pills, her eyes widened. These two small pills were the last straw of her life.

She had never seen such a magical medicine that could keep her alive.

Jiang Jiyun poked his head out of his uncle's arms, looked at Yan Wen, and gently reminded her, "After taking these two pills, your body will quickly recover, but you may feel some pain and itching at first. You have to bear it, and you will feel much better later."

The corners of Yan Wen's mouth finally rose slightly, revealing a smile.

However, due to the burns on her face, the smile seemed a little distorted and hideous, which made people feel scared.

Her voice was tearful, yet tinged with a hint of laughter. "What could be more terrifying than the possibility of death? I'm not even afraid of death, so what does this little pain mean to me?"

As she spoke, her trembling hand slowly stretched out, and she successfully grasped the medicine and swallowed it without hesitation.

Peng Yongyan, Jiang Wenming and Jiang Jiyun stood aside and watched everything silently.

Their expressions varied, some were worried, some helpless, and some indifferent.

At the same time, in another tent, Jiang Jiyuan's interrogation methods became increasingly severe and the intensity was constantly increasing.

Liu Chun's screams echoed in the air, and the ordinary people were so scared by the screams that they dared not walk or talk.

They didn't know what kind of torture Liu Chun had suffered, but they felt that the voice seemed to penetrate their souls and let them know the consequences of being a spy.