Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

Wang Qing'er returned to her room soaked to the bone, quickly took off her wet clothes, and wiped her body with a handkerchief.

As she prepared to take off her pants, a piercing pain shot through her buttocks.

"Ah, it hurts!"

After taking off her pants, she picked up a mirror and looked at herself. She saw that the skin on her buttocks looked as if a layer of skin had been peeled off, revealing large patches of bloody flesh, which looked rather frightening.

"Why did I have to get hurt here? It's so embarrassing." Wang Qing'er's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple, burning hot, as if it could bleed.

She quickly changed her clothes and called Mu Nan into the room, her voice so low it was barely audible: "Brother Mu Nan, do you have any ointment for scraping my skin? I... I have a few scrapes on my skin."

"Where did you get a scrape? Let me see." Mu Nan was extremely anxious, thinking it was an injury to her hand or arm, and quickly took her hand to examine it carefully.

Wang Qing'er's face was as red as if it had been roasted by fire. She quickly turned her head away, not daring to look Mu Nan in the eye, and stammered, "You... if you don't have it, then forget it. I... I'm fine."

"Mother has some, I'll go get it." Mu Nan turned to leave.

"Then just have Mom give it to me directly." She didn't want Mu Nan to know where she was injured, since it was really inconvenient to apply medicine to that area herself and she would need someone else's help.

After a while, Wang Cuiying came in with a bottle of medicine and asked softly, "Qing'er, where are you hurt? Let your mother take a look."

Wang Qing'er lowered her head and said shyly, "It's only here that I'm hurt." Then she pointed to her buttocks.

Wang Cuiying couldn't help but chuckle softly, and said gently, "Lie down on the bed, and I'll help you apply the medicine."

Wang Qing'er obediently lay on the bed, exposing her injuries without reservation.

"Oh? Why is there such a big patch? It will hurt a bit when you apply the ointment, please bear with it." Wang Cuiying looked at the wound with great concern and gently applied the ointment to her.

Wang Qing'er endured the pain, and tears streamed down her face again.

Wang Cuiying applied the ointment for her and said, "I'll put the medicine on the cabinet. Mu Nan will apply it for you tomorrow."

"No, he's too rough. It's much more comfortable when Mother applies the medicine." Wang Qing'er thought to herself that if Mu Nan were to apply the medicine for her, she would want to crawl into a hole and disappear!

"Okay, you can stay in the room. Mu Nan will bring you the food when it's ready." Wang Cuiying helped her pull up her pants and covered her with the blanket.

He added, "Be careful not to touch the wound."

As soon as Wang Cuiying opened the door to go out, she heard Mu Nan's anxious voice, "Mother, where exactly is Qing'er hurt?"

"Go ask your wife yourself," Wang Cuiying said with a smile as she walked away.

Mu Nan tiptoed to the bedside and slowly sat down. Wang Qing'er had her back to him, silently repeating in her heart, "Please don't ask, please don't ask!"

"Qing'er, where are you hurt? Let me see, okay?" Mu Nan's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze as he gently stroked her long, black hair.

"Brother Mu Nan, I'm fine. I'm sleepy and want to go to sleep." Wang Qing'er lay there, too afraid to move, her voice barely audible, and then deliberately let out a big yawn.

"I can't show him that place, it's so embarrassing." Wang Qing'er thought of her injured area, her face instantly turning bright red, like a ripe apple, and her face felt hot again.

Mu Nan assumed she was really sleepy, so she didn't press the matter further.

He sat quietly on the bed, watching over his wife, feeling a little bored.

He then took out the Herborist book from the bedside table and started reading.

He is usually too busy with work to read, but recently, whenever he has a little free time, he immerses himself in the world of books.

Wang Qing'er could also tell that Mu Nan loved reading, even though the books he read were all very dry and boring.

But once he picks up a book, he becomes completely absorbed in it, and sometimes he doesn't respond even when called several times.

It seems we should try to persuade him to participate in the scientific expedition if we have the chance.

Wang Qing'er lay in bed, feeling her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on them, and she drifted off to sleep.

Wang Qing'er didn't know how long she had slept, but she vaguely heard Mu Nan calling her. The voice seemed to come from the distant horizon. She tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they were glued on, and she couldn't open them no matter what she did. Her head was also throbbing with pain.

Mu Nan helped Wang Qing'er up and fed her some thin porridge. She ate a few mouthfuls in a daze and then didn't want to eat anymore. She fell asleep like a lump of mud.

"Brother Mu Nan, I'm sleepy, I don't want to eat anymore." She murmured softly.

"Okay, go to sleep, and eat when you wake up." Mu Nan gently stroked her cheek.

In the middle of the night, Mu Nan suddenly felt that his wife in his arms was burning hot all over, as if she were being roasted by fire, and she coughed from time to time.

He was extremely anxious, so he quickly got out of bed and ran towards the front yard.

Arriving at Wang Cuiying's door, he didn't care about anything else and pounded on the door, shouting loudly, "Mother, Mother, wake up! Qing'er has a fever!"

Old Man Mu and his wife Wang Cuiying were startled awake from their sleep, still somewhat bewildered, until Mu Nan's voice came again: "Mother, Mother, Qing'er has a fever!"

"Qing'er has a fever, move aside quickly!" When Wang Cuiying heard that her daughter-in-law was sick, her heart jumped into her throat. She hurriedly urged Old Man Mu to move aside so she could get out of bed.

Wang Cuiying scrambled out of bed, slipped on her shoes, and ran to open the door, muttering, "How did I suddenly get a fever?"

"It must be because she got caught in the rain. Go and check on her." Old Man Mu took an outer coat and carefully draped it over his daughter-in-law's shoulders. Although he was her father-in-law, he knew that there was a difference between men and women. No matter how anxious he was, he couldn't just rush into his daughter-in-law's room to see her.

"Mother, you go to the room and stay with her. I'll go to the village to fetch Doctor Liu." Mu Nan's tone was full of anxiety, like an ant on a hot pan.

"Son, don't worry, I'll go check on Qing'er first." Wang Cuiying told her son not to worry, but she was anxious and rushed to their room.

He touched Wang Qing'er's forehead and said, "Oh dear, she has a high fever. We still have some fever reducer at home. Should I go and brew it for her? It's too much trouble to call Doctor Liu in the middle of the night."

"I'd better go and ask Dr. Liu for help, even if it costs more for the consultation fee." Mu Nan didn't want his wife to take medicine indiscriminately, so he insisted on going to ask the doctor.

"Alright then, you take good care of her. I'll have Mu Xiao and Zi Hao go and fetch Doctor Liu." Wang Cuiying said, then ran next door to wake Mu Xiao, and then went to the front yard to call Wu Zi Hao.

By this time, the rain had stopped, and the two boys, carrying torches, hurriedly ran towards the village to fetch Doctor Liu.