klisemfg Chapter 652 The 80s (1)
Chapter 652 The 80s (1)
"Dad, why did you bring back a bloodied person?" Wangyou was sitting on her recliner in the sun when she looked up and was almost startled.
"Come help! Dad rescued him from the mountain. Judging from his clothes, he should be a soldier. How can Dad just stand by and watch him die?"
"Here they come." Wangyou helped her father put the person on the bed.
"Girl, check him over, see if he can still live."
"Shot in the chest, breathing weakly, and losing too much blood. If he gets to the hospital, given the mountain roads around our village, he'll probably be dead before he even gets out of the mountains."
"Can you save her?" Huo Dashan looked at his daughter expectantly.
"Dad, it seems like you really want me to save him."
"Of course, he's a soldier after all..."
"Alright, alright, I know, I'll help. I know you have a good impression of soldiers, Dad, you don't need to nag about it every day."
Wangyou went back to her room, changed her clothes, and took out her surgical instruments.
Then Huo Dashan cleaned himself up and skillfully assisted Wangyou. As for doubting that Wangyou couldn't remove the bullet, that was impossible; Huo Dashan didn't even have that thought in his mind.
And that was indeed the case. The bullet, which seemed extremely dangerous to others, was easily removed by Wangyou. After sprinkling it with her special powder, the wound scabbed over the next day.
So when the lady of the Huo family returned, she found that there was an extra person in the house.
"Honey, did your dad save this person?!"
"Mom, you guessed it, it was my dad who carried it back. I even performed surgery on him!"
"You've already had surgery, so the injury must be quite serious. How are you?"
"He was shot in the chest, very close to his heart. He lost a lot of blood, but we can't give him a transfusion in our condition. I just gave him two blood-generating pills. My dad is cleaning him up right now. He should wake up tonight."
“My daughter suffered terribly today. Luckily, your older brother sent back some money. I’ll take you out for a nice meal tomorrow. Tonight, we’ll kill a chicken to help you recover.” Liu Manni rushed off to kill the chicken, without even checking on the injured woman.
"Dad, are you done cleaning?"
"Almost there, almost there. This kid's grip is so tight, I can't pry it open." Huo Dashan muttered as he washed the boy.
Wangyou listened to her father's ramblings with curiosity, so she went inside and gave him a needle in his wrist. His hand involuntarily loosened, and the thing in his hand fell out.
"Dad, this looks like a message written on it, and it seems quite important," Wangyou said, looking at the blood-written words on the cloth.
Huo Dashan was literate, and when he saw the contents, his face darkened. "Daughter, Dad has to go to the city. This is very important."
"Okay, Dad, be careful and come back soon."
Huo Dashan, wearing a straw hat, hurriedly went out.
When they returned, it was already midnight, and several people in military uniforms were following behind them.
"Dad, you're finally back! Did anything happen on the way?" Wangyou looked her father over and took his pulse. Seeing that he was indeed alright, she was relieved.
“It’s alright, Dad is in good health. These are some soldiers, comrades of the comrade I rescued this morning. They were also looking for him, so I brought them back.”
"How can you prove you know him?" Wangyou asked, looking at the group with a silver needle in one hand and a sleeping potion in the other.
"Use our military uniforms."
"That won't do! What if you stole the uniforms?"
The soldiers exchanged glances, thought for a moment, and then one of them said, "He has a crescent-shaped birthmark on his right thigh, on the inside of his thigh, and it's very obvious."
"This proves nothing. Anyone with a slightly close relationship would know, which also shows that you can buy this information with money," Wangyou continued, clearly indicating her distrust.
"Then we'll wait here for him to wake up. When he wakes up, we'll be able to prove our identities."
"Dad, why can't you just go to the military region to find someone? You just believe whatever they say when you run into them on the way," Wangyou said, looking at her father who was eating.
"Dad, I'll remember. Next time, I'll definitely find a reputable organization." Huo Dashan nodded honestly. It was indeed his oversight; if this person turned out to be an enemy, the trouble would be immense.
"For the safety of my parents and myself, I'll trouble you to suffer a little!" Before the three could agree, Wangyou gave each of them an acupuncture needle, and they found themselves unable to move.
"The one inside will wake up in about 15 minutes. I'll have him come out and recognize you. If he recognizes you, I'll let you go. If he doesn't, then I'm sorry, I'll have to take you to the police station."
A group of people who can only move their eyes, and nothing else, where did this little girl come from, who pricks people with needles at the drop of a hat?
Fifteen minutes later, Huo Dashan went in and took a look. "Daughter, amazing! That young man really woke up. Dad will help him out to recognize people."
"Young man, some soldiers have come to my house. They say they're looking for you. See if you recognize them."
Zhao Yunlan looked at the three men weakly, nodded, and said, "Uncle, they are indeed my comrades-in-arms."
Upon hearing this, Wangyou used a needle to heal the person.
"Yunlan, how are you feeling?"
"I'm much better now. I'm so grateful to my fellow villager for saving my life. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have been in grave danger."
"Young man, now that you're awake, have some porridge. Don't worry, my daughter is a very skilled doctor. Since you're awake, it's nothing serious." Liu Manni brought out a bowl of porridge.
"Would you guys like a bowl?"
"No, ma'am, we've already eaten dinner."
Therefore, Liu Manni did not say anything more.
As Zhao Yunlan drank his porridge, he felt something was off. He was quite certain that he had been seriously injured before he lost consciousness, shot in the chest, and lost so much blood that he had almost no hope of survival. Yet now, apart from being weak, he seemed to have nothing else.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sleepy, I'm going back to my room."
"Okay, your dad and I will keep an eye on things. Go to sleep now."
The next morning, Wangyou woke up to find that everyone was gone, including her father.
"Mom, where's Dad?"
"Your dad saw those soldiers off down the mountain. Judging by the time, they should be back by now."
"Mom, what do you think about me taking a two-year break from school and staying home?"
"What's wrong? What's on your mind again?" Liu Manni could tell from Wangyou's relaxed posture that she didn't want to go to school again.
“I’ve thought about it. I’ve learned most of the high school curriculum, so there’s nothing wrong with taking the college entrance exam now. But I’m only thirteen years old, so there’s no rush. A few days ago, I went up the mountain and found that our village probably doesn’t have much besides medicinal herbs, but the aunties and sisters in our village are incredibly skilled at embroidery.”
"Tell me about it."
"I want to lead our village to prosperity. Otherwise, if I go to university, there won't even be a road home, and I'll have to carry my things and walk for two hours along the mountain path. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry," Wangyou said earnestly.