After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

I endured the cold wind and rain, feeling hungry as if it were on fire.

They not only had a warm place to shelter from the wind and rain, but also received a big, plump, and warm steamed bun.

In just less than an hour, the two extreme situations from hell to heaven made the Red Army soldiers of the 11th Regiment feel a little unreal and at a loss.

The distribution of buns will be arranged by the battalion commanders, and the wounded will definitely be given priority, so there is no need to worry.

Xu Wenzhao was holding a packet of antipyretic medicine and brewing it according to Jiang Wanwan's instructions.

He was very curious about the fancy packaging of the antipyretic medicine and the novel way of brewing it.

Xu Wenzhao took out a half-worn teacup from somewhere.

Then he picked up the antipyretic medicine and tried to tear open the package along the reserved notch, but because his fingers were frozen and not very sensitive, he failed after several attempts.

Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan, who was standing by, felt a little unsteady and said quickly, "Let me do it!"

Then he took the fever-reducing medicine, carefully tore open the package, poured the granules into the teacup, and asked, "Water!"

"Oh!" Xu Wenzhao reacted and quickly took off the water bag hanging on his waist and handed it over.

The water bag was half the length of an arm, but it was deflated and you couldn't tell there was any water inside.

Jiang Wanwan reached out to take it and shook it subconsciously, and there was indeed a sound of water.

Seeing this, Xu Wenzhao began to explain somewhat embarrassedly.

"We haven't encountered clean river water all day, and this is just what we filled yesterday morning. This is all that's left. Isn't it enough?"

After asking, Xu Wenzhao couldn't help but feel distressed, then he remembered something and spoke with more energy.

"By the way, it's still raining outside. We can go get some rainwater."

For a moment, Jiang Wanwan didn't know what expression to use to express her feelings at the moment.

Seeing Xu Wenzhao turning around with the teacup in his hand, he looked like he was going to the door to catch the rain.

Jiang Wanwan quickly stopped him and said, "Wait, river water and rainwater are not suitable for patients to drink. I have clean mineral water here, it's very cheap, only 1 point of national destiny factor per bottle."

Jiang Wanwan did not go to explain to Xu Wenzhao that there are many bacteria in river water and rainwater and it is not suitable for drinking.

Because she knew in her heart that in this grassland, river water and even rainwater were rare resources for the Red Army.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan had produced another bottle of crystal clear water, and hearing that it only required 1 point of national destiny factor, Xu Wenzhao relaxed.

Then he nodded and said, "Okay, I bought this bottle of water, let's use it!"

With this sentence, the bottle of mineral water can be used.

Jiang Wanwan nodded, then unscrewed the bottle cap and poured some water into the teacup.

As for the remaining mineral water, the bottle cap was tightened and handed to Xu Wenzhao.

Jiang Wanwan picked up the teacup and shook it gently. The water was still water, and the particles were still particles, and they couldn't dissolve at all.

As expected, her expression remained unchanged. She looked up and asked Xu Wenzhao, "Can you heat this teacup directly over fire?"

The bottom of the teacup was half black, obviously burned by fire.

Xu Wenzhao nodded, then said with some embarrassment: "It's possible, but we don't have a fire, and it's raining outside, so there's no..."

An unbelievable scene suddenly happened before his eyes, causing the tone of Xu Wenzhao's last word to rise an octave.

Jiang Wanwan was seen holding the teacup in her right hand with her left hand spread out underneath.

With a bang, a fist-sized, blazing fireball suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Xu Wenzhao was so close that he could even feel the heat radiating from the fireball.

He was so surprised that he stuttered and said, "This...this..."

"Cold water can't dissolve the medicine, I'll heat it up!" Jiang Wanwan explained with a smile.

As for where the fireball came from and how it came about, she didn't say much.

Xu Wenzhao didn't ask much. He had long known that Jiang Wanwan was not an ordinary person. After the initial shock, he easily accepted this fact.

The fireball emitted by superpowers has the same function as an ordinary fireball.

There wasn't much water in the teacup, and after the fireball burned for about half a minute, small bubbles began to appear inside, and the medicine naturally dissolved.

"Okay!" Jiang Wanwan said as she put away the fireball.

Hearing this, Xu Wenzhao quickly reached out to take it, but Jiang Wanwan dodged him.

"The teacup is very hot, you can't hold it. Come on, I'll go in with you."

All the Red Army could take out was an ordinary teacup, but it had no heat insulation device. The water inside was hot, so the outside of the teacup was naturally scalding.

Jiang Wanwan has the special ability of not being afraid of heat, but Xu Wenzhao cannot, even though he is cold all over and longs for warmth.

But when it comes to temperature, Jiang Wanwan suddenly realized that she almost forgot to do what she had thought of before.

"By the way, wet clothes are uncomfortable to wear. Let me help you dry them!"

As she spoke, Jiang Wanwan stretched out a hand, placed it on Xu Wenzhao's cold sleeve, and mobilized the faith value in her body.

In just three or five seconds, Xu Wenzhao's originally wet clothes, starting from his sleeves and working his way up his body, including his shoes, hair, and hat, all became dry.

The wet and sticky feeling on my body and the cold touch suddenly disappeared, replaced by a warmth that I had not experienced in a long time.

For a moment, the expression on Xu Wenzhao's face relaxed more than ever before.

When he came to his senses and wanted to thank Jiang Wanwan, he found that she was already walking towards the room where the injured were holding a teacup.

Xu Wenzhao quickly took two steps to catch up, then whispered, "Thank you, Miss Jiang!"

Jiang Wanwan didn't stop, but just waved her hand to indicate that it wasn't necessary to worry about it.

Xu Wenzhao didn't know what he was thinking. He showed a hesitant look on his face and spoke in a low voice with some hesitation.

"That Miss Jiang...you...I..."

Jiang Wanwan had already guessed what the other party was thinking at the moment, and she didn't intend to embarrass the other party, so she spoke to herself.

"I know what you want to say. Don't worry, I still have energy left. I will do my best to help you dry your clothes, starting with the wounded!"

Jiang Wanwan said casually that she had already thought of the plan before.

After hearing this, Xu Wenzhao was deeply moved and expressed his gratitude repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you Miss Jiang!"